Without you (Creek Bunny Style)

Chapter 5. Supplies

Wendy POV

Wendy walked up to Stan's front door and knocked. Stan's mom, Sharon, opened the door and lit up the moment she saw me. ''Wendy! So good to see you!'' I smiled brightly at her. ''Thank you Sharon! It's always a pleasure to see you too!'' Sharon stepped aside to let me in while yelling up the stairs ''STAN! You're Girlfriend is here!'' She then lead me into the living room and I sat on the couch to wait for Stan to come down. ''He shouldn't be long, him and Kyle are just getting ready for their party tonight.'' Stan's mom left to go finish whatever she was doing in the kitchen.

I sat waiting for 20 minutes before I pulled out my phone and sent Stan a text. ''Come on! I've been waiting in your fucking living room forever. Get your dick out of Kyle's ass and get down here already.'' A few minutes later Stan and Kyle come down the stairs and into the living room. They were breathing heavy, Stan's hair was stuck to his forehead, and Kyle was red in the face. Sharon started walking back in from the kitchen after hearing the boys final come down. Wendy jumped up and got in between them, grabbing Stan's hand into her own. ''What took you so long? You're sweet girlfriend was waiting so long. And why are you so sweaty?'' Sharon asked, looking them over. ''We were moving things! You know, to get ready for the party.'' Stan said, trying to convince his mom. ''Yea, we had to get something out of the closet and it was really, really deep in there.'' Kyle said trying to hide a smirk. Wendy elbowed him in the side, then quickly hooked her arms with both of theirs and said ''Well, we have to go get some supplies! Right STAN!?'' He just nodded trying not to laugh at Kyle's pun and what he got for saying it. Wendy pulled them out the front door before Kyle said anything else.

We went outside and started walking toward Kenny's. His dad was buying the alcohol for the party, so we had to get the money to him. ''What the hell Wendy!?'' Kyle screamed while rubbing the side of his ribcage. ''That's what you get! It's hard enough covering for you when you're upstairs fucking.'' Stan laughed at what Wendy said but Kyle didn't find it as amusing. Kyle looked at Stan. ''Who's side are you on anyways?'' Stan stopped and acted like he was thinking hard, crossing his arms and putting one hand on his chin. ''Hmm.. Lets see.. On one hand there's my boyfriend. And on the other there's my girlfriend..'' ''FAKE girlfriend!'' Wendy said. ''I don't know how you even talked me into this either. Everyone somehow thinks we're still dating, and you two are the ones getting it on. I can barely get a guy to even look at me. I haven't gotten laid in weeks..''

''Ewww.... Gross..'' Kyle said. ''No one wants to hear about that..'' Wendy yelled ''And no one wants to hear you screaming Stan's name while he has you bent over the fucking bathroom sink!'' ''SHHH!!!!'' Stan and Kyle shushed her at the same time. While they were walking, they saw Craig and Tweek walking into Tweek's parent's coffee shop.

Craig's POV

Me and Tweek went to his parents' coffee shop to grab something for Tweek to drink. As we walked in I heard them welcome us. ''Hey kids!'' I smiled at them. ''Hello Mr. and Mrs. Tweak. Tweek needed some coffee before we head to the party tonight.'' Tweek practically tackled Craig covering his mouth. He whispered into Craig's ear so only he could hear him. ''They don't know about the party! I told them it's a study group!'' Tweek's parents look at their son and assume it's one of his normal panic attacks. He had them his whole life so they didn't put any thought into what he was doing. Tweek's mom filled an extra large thermos with his favorite coffee. After handing it to him, she looked at Craig and asked if he wanted anything. ''No thanks, I couldn't.'' Tweek's dad came over and pat Craig on the back. ''Don't be silly. This is a family shop, and you're family. Have whatever you want.'' I didn't want to be rude when they have been so nice. They let us hang out all the time and even have sleepovers. Even when all the guys stopped doing that, we still did, and they never said anything was wrong with that.