chapter six

                                    

                                          

The boys hide behind the curtains of the talent show each with their fighting gear on.
" Okay Kahl, you're gonna kick the shit out of me, but not too hard then I take the comeback and win, this will for sure win use the talent show," Cartman said handing his boyfriend/mortal enemy his paper sheet.
" Don't you think this is a bad idea?" The ginger with morals asked.
" No, not really don't see the harm in it, anyway, your lines are what you're gonna say. This is like the wrestling  but we are gonna fuck each other up." Cartman said with a smile.
Kyle blushed a bit, he still didn't know why especially yesterday. Cartman wasn't bringing it up at all. The worst part is he doesn't know how to feel, after that simple peck on the cheek he doesn't know anymore. Does he like Cartman the bigger question did Cartman like him back. Of course, this was in the realm of the deal, once the stupid bet things would go back to normal and his heart won't jump to his brain.
Then he heard a snapping, he woke up from his thoughts to a chubby boy snapping his fingers.
" Earth to stupid jew Kahl, Earth to Kahl."
Then his eyes fluttered and his heart stopped beating fast.
" I'm here I'm here."
" Okay good can't have Khal going falling asleep."
Then at that moment Kenny and his girlfriend came from the side, and the boys stopped looking at each other to not be sensed. They had performed a little song that his girlfriend suggested, though only muffles came out Kenny, he was a great singer. The best part was Kenny was happy and growing up a bit and getting a little more mature. Still no matter what Kenny would always be Kenny.
As Kyle and Cartman walked out Kenny gave them a thumbs up for good luck.The boys got up on the stage as a stagnant crowd watched them, their eyes waiting for something interesting to happen. In the front row were the three judges Tolkien, Bebe, and Wendy. 
The boys got out there and started reading their lines in from the back of their minds to their mouths.
" Foolish Jew trying to go against the greatest wrestler in the skewl, if you really want to come face to face to me like a real man," Cartman said with full pride.
" Well, it's on," Kyle said struggling with what he tried to remember.
Then the boys got chest to chest staring at their beautifully colored eyes. Each falling out of they're fight mentality going to where were gonna look at each other for hours mentality. Cartman wanted to punch Kyle so much but then a voice went off in his head.
" Tee hee you don't want to hurt him, Eric, how cute but I thought you were only gay for me tee hee." Cupid Cartman spoke in his ear. He hadn't seen him in years but even though now he was sixteen Cupid stayed a fat naked ten-year-old with wings.
" Cupid me get out of here," Cartman whispered so Kyle couldn't hear.
" Oh come on Eric, you're no fun, I see you got older tee hee."
" I said get out of ma'ere " Cartman said almost reverting back to his old way of saying here.
" Well, I'll catch on the fly, maybe tonight?" Cupid Cartman said flying away.
Kyle didn't even notice because he was focused on getting out of his trance. He felt another bloody nose roll down his skin. He looked at it with his finger it was whiteish clear.
 But before he could translate what that meant to his health, a drunken boy with a guitar stepped on the stage, It was Stan!
He looked totally buzzed, with his hat falling off his head somehow. His jacket is unbuttoned so you could see his Tegrity farm shirt. In his hands was an oldish-looking acoustic guitar. In the other, he cared a stool with him.