Last Chapter, yay! This one is mostly dialogue...

Chapter 13:...That Ends

It was Friday, the last day of the final exams. The final bell had already rung, and students were flooding the hallways. Kenny was searching, not for Cartman, but for Stan. When he finally spotted him near his locker, Kenny pushed through to him. "Stan! Hey, what are you doing today?"

"Hanging out with Kyle, why?"

"When was the last time we all hung out together in a group? Come on, it's summer!"

Stan thought. It had been a while. "You're right. Let's go find Kyle and Cartman." Both boys searched for only about a minute. They could hear Cartman and Kyle arguing from the other side of the hallway.

"The answer was A fatass! Everyone knows that the plague started in East Asia!"

"That wasn't the first instance of the plague you dumb Jew!"

"But that's where the most severe outbreak originated!"

"Guys, guys!" Stan ran in between his friends before the debate got too heated. "Calm down."

"Whatever Cartman. We'll see who gets the higher test score. Come on Stan, let's go."

"Uh, actually, Kenny wanted us to hang out together."

Kyle stopped in his tracks. Together? Oh yeah, they used to hang out with each other. "Alright, yeah, where do you wanna go?"

"We could go to the movies," Stan suggested.

Kenny laughed. "You know what will happen if we do that." The other boys nodded in agreement.

"Stark's Pond?" Kyle suggested, looking at Stan and smiling.

"What is there to do at Stark's Pond?" Cartman rolled his eyes.

"Well I don't see you coming up with any good ideas, fatass," Kyle grumbled.

"Well," Kenny began, trying to win over his friends, "We could have a foursome."

"Kenny!" His friends all blushed as they yelled at him.

"Hey, you can't blame me for trying."

"Yes we can," Stan replied.

"Why don't we just go to the mall and throw stuff at people from the top floor?" Cartman gave Kyle a smug look and beamed over his ingenious idea.

"Great idea!" Stan and Kenny agreed.

"Kyle?"

"Yeah, I guess it's a good idea." Kyle made sure not to look Cartman in the eye while he admitted it.

"Let's go then."

"Wait!" The boys all turned to face Wendy, who was cowering behind her locker door. She shut it slowly and walked towards Stan. "Um, can I talk to you?"

Stan looked at his friends and then back at Wendy. "...Sure..." He followed Wendy down the hall and around the corner. "Is something wrong?"

"Yes and no." Wendy bit her lip before continuing. "I just...wanted to apologize- for everything." She stood on her toes, making Stan take a step back, since he thought that she was trying to kiss him. "But know this Stan Marsh." She sternly raised her finger to his face. "What you did to me was horrible. You lied and you cheated, and I really, really hope that you don't do the same to Kyle one day. I had a reason to be mad at you, but I should have acted more maturely."

"I'm sorry too," Stan apologized. And don't worry, I won't do that again." He smiled and looked deeply into Wendy's now level eyes. "Just make sure that Token does the same for you too."

Wendy began crying and grabbed Stan, squeezing him into a very tight hug. "Have a great summer Stan." She wiped her eyes, gave Stan a small smile, then went looking for Token. Stan smiled after her and rounded the corner, back to his friends.

"What happened?" Kyle and Kenny asked in unison.

"It wasn't that important, just some apologies."

"Oh."

"Let's go already!" Cartman was tired of his friends' constant girl-talk. The boys rolled their eyes at Cartman and headed for the exit.

"I'm so glad they brought back these orange smoothies," Kenny said before flinging one on top of a young woman's head. The boys watched as it soaked her and a few others around. She looked up and they retreated to keep from being seen.

"Yeah," Cartman agreed. He fished something out of his pocket and looked for someone to throw it at.

"What's that?" Kyle tried to look over Cartman's shoulder to see what it was, but Cartman pushed him back. He unwrapped something from a wad of tissues. He looked around and then whispered quietly, "Used tampons."

"Gross!" Kyle quickly distanced himself from Cartman.

"Really?" Stan almost as quickly joined Kyle in his place.

"Awesome!" Kenny ran up to Cartman and looked over his shoulder. "Can I have one?" He was like a really eager little kid. "Are those fresh?"

"Yeah."

"Who...where did you get those from?" Stan asked.

"I know people," Cartman snapped. "And don't worry. The girls I got these from are clean, so no one should get too sick." Before Kyle could protest, and everyone knew he would, Cartman tossed the tampon by the string and hit a middle-aged woman in the face. Blood covered her right cheek and a bit of her mouth. She screamed, thinking she had been shot, and collapsed on the floor. "Yes!"

Kenny took a different approach. He walked up to the balcony and looked over until he saw what he was looking for. The other boys waited for what seemed like hours until finally, Kenny ran back towards them.

"What did you do?" Kyle walked up to the balcony to see what had been done.

"See that guy down there?" Stan and Cartman also looked to see where Kenny was pointing. Some guy about their age was sitting and drinking something with a couple of girls sitting on either side of him. There was no lid on his drink.

"Yeah...Kenny, did you?"

"Yep!"

"Gross!"

"What?" Stan nudged Kenny to get him to say what was going on.

"While he wasn't looking I dropped the tampon in his drink."

"Cool!" Cartman leaned over to get a better look.

"Yeah, and the best part is that one of the girls saw, but she didn't say anything. I think she wants him to drink it."

Sure enough, the girl on the left kept eagerly pressing the drink to the boy's mouth. He finally got irritated and grabbed the cup from her. He drank for a few seconds, and suddenly stopped. His face changed color and he spewed his drink all over the table. Both girls were rolling on the floor, laughing at him. Before they ran off, the girl who had been on the left looked up and winked at Kenny. Cartman gave her the finger, but she took off before she could see.

"That was actually pretty cool," Kyle admitted. "What are we going to do with the last two?" Cartman quickly got rid of one by sticking it into a woman's purse as she passed by.

"Let's go to the food court and put it in someone's food!" Stan suggested. Everyone agreed. The boys piled into a nearby elevator. Kenny looked out the glass window to scope out the food court. A burrito would be an excellent place to hide a tampon.

The elevator suddenly jerked to a stop.

"What happened?" Kyle was already starting to freak out.

"It's probably nothing." Stan knew that Kyle was usually calm in most situations, but being trapped in an elevator twelve feet in the air wasn't one of them. The boys waited, but the elevator still didn't move.

"Well," Kenny sighed, "we might as well make ourselves comfortable."

"A-are we stuck?" Kyle was really becoming unnerved.

"Yep!" Kenny sat down and looked out the elevator window. "And we're probably gonna be up here for a while. It's happened to me three times. We'll be fine." The rest of the boys sat down. "So while we're up here...how about that foursome?"

"No Kenny!" Everyone yelled.

"Alright, alright..." Kenny looked at Stan and Kyle for a moment and smirked. "Is it because you guys still haven't fucked yet?"

"That's none of your business!" Kyle blushed deeply and made sure not to look at Stan.

"Ah, so you have."

"He said that's none of your business," Stan replied, also blushing.

"Come on guys, we're friends." Cartman laughed and Kenny jabbed him in the side with his elbow. "But seriously you guys, we really need to hang out a lot this summer before we forget about each other after high school."

Cartman laughed again. "You're already living at my house Kenny, you're not going anywhere."

"Yeah dude, we've been friends practically since we were born," Stan reassured.

"That doesn't prove anything. People always say that and it never works."

"Not always," Kyle supported.

"I can't promise that I'll be friends with that Jew when we're older," Cartman huffed.

"Shut up fatass!"

"Eric, grow up," Kenny growled. "And Kyle, don't call him a fatass again. Ever."

"Sorry," Cartman and Kyle apologized.

"I'm serious you guys."

"Kenny's right," Stan agreed. "It's about time we stopped acting like assholes."

"Fine." Cartman looked maliciously at Kenny. "Then you have to stop drinking."

"Yes, I should stop- what!"

"Yeah, before it becomes a problem. I don't want you to be like my mom, especially if you want to live with me."

Kenny scowled and thought for a while. Bebe had bothered him about the same thing. "...Fine."

Stan cleared his throat. "Um, has your mom come home yet Cartman?"

"No. She's not coming back. She moved in with some guy who lives in Denver. She comes in During the weekend, but that's it."

"Oh."

"You know what I realized?" Cartman asked. The boys looked at him, expecting a sad realization. "I hate to admit it you guys, but we're all a group of fags." There was silence for a few moments, and then laughter. First Kyle, then Stan, and finally Kenny. It made sense, and it was also sort of true.

Without warning, the elevator began to move again, very slowly. During the process, Kenny leaned into whisper something to Cartman, which upset Kyle. He thought they were flirting and showing off. Kyle leaned on Stan and kissed him lightly, and glared at the couple in front of him. The elevator doors creaked open. "Thank God," Kyle sighed. "So are we still going to put the tampon in someone's food?"

"Yeah," the others agreed.

"But it has to be put into a burrito!" Kenny demanded.

Everyone agreed and ran through the elevator doors, towards the food court.

The End.

Yaaay! I hoped you liked it. In all honesty, this was the first story ending that I've ever done. It was really sappy, at first, but I changed it up a little bit. My next story won't end so happily, if you're into that, so stick around :)