Super Best Friends Forever

Disclaimer: All places and characters referenced to the television show South Park are the property of Trey Parker and Matt Stone.

Tick. Tick. Tick. The sound of the clock mounted above the doorway was the only sound that could be heard in Mr. Garrison's fourth grade classroom.

3:25, Stan thought, only five more minutes before the weekend.

It was Friday and his Super Best Friend's parents were going to be out of town the whole weekend. Which meant Kyle was going to get to stay the weekend with Stan.

Stan sat back in his seat and anxiously thought about what a good time he and Kyle were going to have this weekend. I bet he'll really like that new videogame I got last week; we're going to have to play it together! Maybe we can play some basketball if the weather stays nice. I wonder if I could convince mom to order us a pizza tonight…

"Stan?" Kyle inquired as he put his hand on his friend's shoulder.

"Huh?" Stan replied seeming a bit confused.

"Dude, the bell rang. Let's get out of here!"

"Sorry, I guess I was zoning off," Stan said as he was gathering his things and they headed for their lockers.

As they stepped out into the hallway they were greeted with the normal after school chaos that ensued after the last bell every day. It was, of course, amplified since it was Friday. The day's unimportant class papers were hitting trashcans, books were hitting the inside of lockers, and coats and backpacks were being hurriedly gathered as elementary students (and some teachers) bolted from the building to start their weekends.

"Are you excited for this weekend?" Kyle asked as they finally reached their lockers.

"Hell yeah! We're going to have so much fun! I've been looking forward to this all week," Stan beamed.

"I know. Me too," Kyle said smiling as he closed his locker belongings in hand.

"Do you want to walk with me to my house so I can get my things or should I just head over in a bit?"

"I'll walk with you, Kyle. Your house is on the way to mine. No point in leaving you behind to walk alone and get mugged or something like that," Stan chuckled.

"Thanks," Kyle laughed.

After about 10 minutes of walking and idle conversation about what they were going to do over the weekend and various things that happened in school throughout the day, they reached Kyle's house.

By this time Shelia and Gerald were already gone so Kyle let himself in with the spare key and made his way up to his room to pack a bag for the weekend.

"Got everything, dude?" Stan questioned.

"Yeah, I think so," Kyle responded and they were off.

It was only about another five minutes or so of walking before the two arrived at Stan's house.

Stan opened the door and was cheerfully greeted, "Hello boys!" by Sharon.

"Hi mom!" Stan said.

"Hi Mrs. Marsh!" Kyle said in unison.

"Thanks for letting me stay over this weekend."

"Oh, it's not a problem Kyle. You're always welcome here."

With that Stan began to head up the stairs with Kyle right behind him.

"Stanley, come here for a minute," Sharon called as the boys were about half way up the stairs.

"Go on ahead Kyle, I'll be up soon."

"Alright, I'll go sit my stuff down," Kyle said climbing up the remaining stairs.

Stan quickly made his way back down and into the kitchen where his mom was.

"Yeah mom?"

"I just wanted to tell you your father is taking me out to dinner and a movie tonight. He's been being very romantic lately. Shelly is going to be looking after you boys tonight. I'll leave her some money and you guys can order some pizza when you get hungry."

Shit! Stan thought. We have to spend the whole night with Shelly in charge?! Jesus we're going to die! At least we get pizza…

"Okay mom…," Stan replied pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Don't worry we should be back before midnight, honey," Sharon responded as she hugged her son.

Midnight. Ha! We'll be dead by then.