Disclaimer: See Chapter One.

Warnings: See Chapter One.

A/N: Sorry everyone about the long wait but I was trying to make sure this chapter was long. It is eleven pages long which I'm happy about. Also... I got hooked on Zelda fan fiction especially the ones from the game that had the four links (ShadowLink/Vio pairings). Soooo yeah haha sorry about that. However, I'm backish and will try to work on the next chapter. I don't know how many chapters will be left but we'll find out together I guess hahaha. Oh and there is a scary story in this chapter...well more so creepy. I read it from a book that I can't remember and I tried with all my heart to find out the name but I'm sure the book is somewhere back at my moms house. Most likely in the attic. Anyway, disclaimer on that story as it isn't mine. If anyone recognizes it or what book its from (which I know it said something along the lines of it being a true story) please let me know so I can officially disclaimer it.

Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter! (Oh by the way, there is some K2 just for the hell of it hahaha)

ENJOY!

Chapter Four:

So the rules were simple. They would play a total of 10 games. The first five games they would play their best characters. The last five they would each hit random and get a random character and HAVE to play it. That way, it made it fair. If there was a tie for first, which shouldn't happen as it was all odd games; they would both pick at random and play ONE match to decide the winner.

After everyone agreed to these rules, which Cartman demanded they write it down on paper and sign it so no one would 'cheat' coughdirtyjewcough they were ready to play. They picked the stage called Final Destination and each character had three lives each, that way the rounds wouldn't be too long.

3...2...1...Go!

Ganondorf, Samus, Kirby, and Sonic all rushed at each other and attacked. Kirby and Sonic attacked each other as Ganondorf and Samus went head on. It was chaotic and too fast to really keep track however, the first death came.

"God damn it!" huffed Stan as he was unable to pull Sonic back onto the ledge, thanks to Cartman hitting him right before he could reach it.

Cartman chuckled as he continued to attack Kyle, however, Kenny helped the day-walker and was able to push Cartman off the edge. However, it was at this time Stan came back and knocked Kenny off the edge. Everyone now had two lives left except Kyle who was winning so far.

Clicking was the only thing heard between grunts and curses. It went on like this for an hour and a half until finally the first five matches were finished and the points were tallied up.

"So Kyle is winning, followed by me, and tied for last is the fatass and Stan." Kenny said looking at the piece of paper they were using to keep score.

Cartman huffed and crossed his arms.

"This is bullshit. How the fuck can you be winning?" he said looking at Kyle.

Kyle shrugged. He wasn't sure why but he was on a roll. Although, he had been practicing against his brother who was the best player ever. Seriously he was in a tournament and was the youngest to win. Sure, Kyle hasn't beat him, but sometimes when you play against the best it makes everyone else seem to suck. Or that's what Kyle thought.

"I guess I'm getting better." he said with a smile.

"Well, I'm getting something to drink." Stan said standing up and heading to the kitchen.

They all decided to have a break for a half an hour, just because it would help in the long run.

"Can you grab me a Pepsi?" Kyle asked.

"Sure."

"Me too!" Kenny said and Cartman at the same time.

Stan let out a sigh before going into the kitchen and pouring some Pepsi. He glanced over at the cherry vodka and debated if he should spike Kyle's drink, you know to even the playing field. Maybe even spike Cartman's. At least then he could win and get Kyle as his slave. He shook his head. That wouldn't be right, right? No...but it wouldn't be like they would KNOW. He just made drinks so well that no one could taste the alcohol. He could even pull out the regular vodka and make it even less noticeable.

Stan came back in with four Pepsi's; two of which had been spiked. He placed them in front of Kyle and Cartman and then put the plain Pepsi in front of Kenny and himself. He sat down and cautiously watched as Cartman and Kyle took a sip on their drinks. Neither of them seemed to notice the little 'extra' he had put in their drinks and felt both relieved yet guilty. However, he had to do what he had to do.

"So we ready to play the next set?" Stan asked a bit nervously.

"Ready to kick your ass." Cartman said with a smirk as he picked up his controller.

"Now remember we have to hit random and HAVE to play with the character we get." Kyle said taking another sip of his drink before picking up his controller.

"Okay I'll go first." Kenny said hitting random.

He got Ike.

"Not bad, not bad..." Cartman said before hitting the random for his character.

He got Pit.

"God damn it..." he said with a frown.

He wasn't good at using that character and wish he would get anyone else but him.

"My turn." Kyle said hitting random.

He got Falcon.

"YES!" he said punching the air.

That was the other character he was really good at, and it wasn't even a girl.

The other three groaned as they knew that they would have trouble now, if they weren't before anyway.

Stan let out a sigh before hitting the random button.

He got Marth.

"Well it could have been worse." He said with a shrug.

They hit random for the playing field and oddly enough they got Final Destination again. They preferred that than some of the others available. They weren't too fond of the moving ones. They all took one more sip from their drinks before Stan hit start.

3...2...1...Go!

All four of them attacked at once and it stayed a stalemate for a while, the damage points going higher and higher, way into the hundreds. It was close however the first one to fall off was Kenny who cursed before taking a quick sip from his soda.

Next was Cartman who also cursed and took a deep sip from his drink. He quickly looked at his drink. There was something off about it but he wasn't sure what it was. It tasted great but there was just something funny about it. He cursed as he got knocked off again by Kenny.

"You suck Kinny!" Cartman growled.

Kyle fell off and took a sip from his soda and felt a little, different. However, he shrugged it off and tried to focus on the game, which with each sip he was finding it harder and harder to concentrate. However, he was going to win this no matter how much he was feeling like he was slowly loosing his focus.

Cartman felt the same way but he wasn't sure why. So far the person that was winning was Kenny and Stan, they were looking as if they were going to tie. It was now the last match and Cartman and Kyle were out. Kenny and Stan were fighting as if their lives depended on it. They both were on their last life and the damage score for both was over 100 %. It was looking like Stan might loose.

Kyle sat back and watched. He didn't care at the moment. All he knew was he was relaxed and felt oddly cold. Cartman felt warm and relaxed however he thought he felt as if he was...well drunkish. He jumped when he felt something in his lap. He looked down and found Kyle's head was in his lap. He was snuggling in it. Cartman's face, which was already a bit red for some reason, grew a little more from a blush. Kyle looked up at him with those emerald eyes and smiled. Cartman stared wide eyed at him blinking.

Stan and Kenny didn't noticed what was going on between those two. Their eyes were glued to the screen and button mashed. Both boys leaned closer to the screen as if that would make each of them better.

Cartman hesitantly touched Kyle's curly hair and petted it. He wasn't sure why but he felt like it was only right to do that. Kyle smiled softly before closing his eyes. This made Cartman start to massage his head with his hand as he lovingly looked down at the calm face of his obsession. Was he dreaming? No, THIS was real. He could feel himself loosing more of his senses as his other hand wrapped around his chest, making sure Kyle was safe in his lap. Kyle's hands wrapped around his arm and he snuggled even more into his lap.

"I'm gonna kick your ass!" Stan said as he kept trying to knock Kenny off the platform.

"In your dreams!" Kenny said as he was able to get back on the platform for the zillionth time.

'Damn I should have spiked his drink...' Stan thought as his tongue stuck out as he continued to button mash.

Just as Kenny was about to attack Stan's character something unexpected happened. Everything went dark. Stan and Kenny blinked at the screen that was on just a few minutes ago. Cartman jumped, which caused Kyle to fall on to the ground, although he had also jumped and groaned as he was on the ground.

"What the fuck?!" Stan shouted still blinking at the screen.

"Did you just blow a circuit?" Kyle asked as he sat up on the floor.

The fall seemed to 'sober' him up a little bit.

"I don't know dude..." Stan said before standing up and checking to see if it was just the TV.

They had the lights off because when they started the sun had been out. However the sun had gone down since they began and no one turned on the lights as they didn't want to break their concentration; let alone pausing the game would be 'weak'. Stan flipped the light switch and found that it wasn't working. He flipped it a few times before walking to the window.

"I'm going to see if it's just here or the rest of the street." he said.

He got to the window and groaned. A car seemed to have crashed into the pole that was in front of the house a few houses down. However he stared for a bit before blinking.

"Holy shit its Butters!"

"What's Butters?" Kenny asked standing up and putting his controller down.

Kyle and Cartman had stood up at this point too. Kyle a little wobbly, which Cartman had to stable him a bit.

"Butters crashed into a telephone pole!" Stan said shaking his head.

Butters was outside of the car hitting his knuckles together, a habit he still had from when he was little. However he was nervous as he should be as his girl friend was also out side of the car and shouting at him. Stan snorted and smiled. He knew what most likely happened. Mercedes was probably giving him some head which she has done before; and caused him to crash. It was the third car with in the two years they had been dating.

At this point the other three boys were looking out from behind Stan and watched as her hands moved in an 'angry' motion as she was yelling at the poor nervous Butters.

"Poor Butters..." Kyle said, starting to 'sober' up himself.

"That's what he gets for dating a bitch." Kenny said shaking his head and letting out a sigh.

"Yeah she's a total bitch." Cartman said with a smirk.

"I wish I knew what they were saying." Stan said.

"She says: how many times has this happens? You would THINK you could HANDLE me doing THAT to you by now.'" Kyle said squinting a bit.

All three of the boys looked at him with wide eyes.

"I taught my self how to read lips after I couldn't hear for that week back in ninth grade." Kyle said answering the question they all had on their minds.

They all nodded and 'o'ed at the answer before turning back to the scene.

"He says: Well I'm sorry but you just scared me when you bit it is all...I'm awfully sorry."" Kyle says as they all watch him continued to bang his knuckles together.

"Now she's saying: I'm getting sick and tired of you being a pussy. If I wanted to date a pussy I would be banging Lexis right now." Kyle says.

"Oooo she told him." Cartman said with a chuckle.

"Now Butters is saying: Well, hold on a minute. I'm sorry that I can't handle how GOOD you are at doing what you do best, however I will NOT just stand here and let you call me, well a pussy. If you want to go and fuck Lexis then go do that. I see how you look at her anyway. I don't need your shit I mean this was the THIRD car. My parents are going to ground me fer sure and I'm sick and tired of taking the blame for you. I'm not doing this anymore. We are done." Kyle said with wide eyes.

"Dude..." Stan said with wide eyes.

"Butters told her!" Cartman said starting to laugh.

"Damn right!" Kenny said punching the air. "You go dude!" he shouted, even though he knew Butters couldn't hear him.

"Wait, there's more..." Kyle said, squinting as Mercedes began to cry.

"She's saying: Well, fine. I guess everything we went through meant nothing. All the things I SACRIFICED for our relationship was nothing. Well fuck you Butters. You are such a fucking bastard!" Kyle said.

"Now he is saying: Well fuck you for being a whore. I should have listened to Cartman and dumped your ass ages ago. I need a REAL woman, maybe Lisa Berger. At least SHE looks better in a mini skirt." Kyle said before making a face that said 'damn'.

"Damn." said the other three boys.

Mercedes just stood there with tears in her eyes as they went wide. Before she looked pissed and slapped Butters across the face. She huffed before walking away, just as the police pulled up. All four boys stared out the window as Butters explained or at least TRIED to explain what happened and WHY he had crashed into the poll; let alone why his clothes were a little ruffled, especially his pants.

It was at this point that Kyle's stomach growled and he let out a nervous laugh. Kenny smiled and rubbed Kyle's stomach, which made Kyle as well as the other two boys stiffen.

"Seems like someone is hungry." he said before removing his hand.

He turned around and began to walk away with a small smirk on his lips.

"And it looks like I win." he added before turning back around.

"What do you mean YOU won?" Stan asked with narrow eyes.

"I was about to win." Kenny said with a smirk.

"No I was about to win!" Stan said taking a step forward.

Cartman and Kyle looked at each other. They had BOTH tied in last place. That would mean that whoever won would get to make them BOTH their slaves.

"Nobody won, the power went out before that happened." Kyle said pushing away from Cartman, who seemed to be too close for comfort.

"Well there has to be a winner." Stan said getting frustrated.

This would mean he spiked both Cartman and Kyle's drink for nothing.

"I guess we'll have to do it again tomorrow." Kyle said with a shrug as his stomach grumbled again.

"What are we gonna do about food?" Cartman said crossing his arms and trying to change the subject.

He didn't want to be a 'slave' to either the hippie or the poor bastard.

"Don't change the subject!" Stan said with a pout. "We need to know who won!"

"I vote for food too." Kenny said, not really caring at this point.

He had forgotten for a minute there WHY they had the contest and decided to just give to Stan, but he was enjoying too much the torment.

"Fine..." Stan said with a sigh before finding his phone, which was hard in the dark.

"Pizza?" he asked looking back in the dark room.

It was starting to get really creepy with no light in the living room. Kyle was feeling a bit scared too. He was happy they hadn't been watching any scary movies or he would be freaking out.

"Do you have any flash lights?" Kyle asked.

"Yeah, somewhere in the kitchen." Stan said, walking into the kitchen and digging through the drawers.

He pulled out four flash lights and turned one on. He went back into the living room and handed each person a flash light, which they turned on. Kenny grinned as he shone the light on himself and crept up behind Kyle before scaring him and then laughing. Kyle glared at the boy for a moment before finding himself a bit wobbly.

Kyle didn't know what was wrong with him. He felt as if he was...buzzed. But how could that be? He hadn't had a drop of alcohol all night. He also had a headache which was probably from both being hungry as well as staring at the screen for as long as he had; not to mention in the dark. He closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead before finding the couch and sitting down with a plop.

Cartman let out a sigh and sat down next to Kyle. He was starting to feel 'better' but it was just weird. He felt as if he was drunk not too long ago and now he felt find. He hadn't had anything to 'drink' other than that Pepsi. He sat there and thought about that for a moment.

Stan could be heard in the dark ordering some pizzas, this time not as big as they had the night before. During the break, Kenny had scarfed down the remaing pizza thinking no one would eat it. And even after that he was STILL hungry. He had a bottomless pit that was for sure.

Cartman continued to listen to Stan talk as he thought about what could had made him feel like he had been. The only thing that made sense was that his drink was spiked. But that would mean that Stan was trying to cheat and make him incapcitated. He glanced over at Kyle who was holding his flash light to his chest and had his eyes closed. His cheeks were a little red. That could mean that his drink was spiked too. Cartman huffed and turned narrowed eyes in the direction of where Stan was.

Cartman stood up and used his flash light to find his way into the kitchen. Stan had just finished up ordering the pizza and found a light in his face.

"You spiked my drink didn't you." came a deep voice.

Stan blinked for a moment before growing nervous.

'Shit...' he thought.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

Cartman walked closer to the boy, his eyes narrowed.

"You did didn't you? You spiked mine and Kyle's drink just so you could win." he growled, however kept it low.

He didn't know why he was whispering. If anything he should have told Kyle what Stan did however he just felt...hurt? Yeah, that Stan would even do something like that. It was something that the hippie wouldn't do...or he didn't think he would do anyway.

"I did not spike you or Kyle's drink..." Stan said not being able to look at Cartman.

"Bullshit. What the fuck. I'm happy the power went out because that was seriously weak." Cartman said before huffing and turning back around heading towards the couch.

Stan just stood in the kitchen feeling ashamed of pulling what he did. Cartman was right, it wasn't him. However, when it comes to love anything can happen. He just wanted to make sure Kenny didn't win and make Kyle his slave or even Cartman. However, at the moment when he had spiked the drink that didn't make sense. Kyle wouldn't had been the looser by how it was going. He probably would have won and would have control over the looser which would probably be himself or Kenny.

Stan let out a long sigh before running his fingers through his messy hair. It had gotten messy from the intenseness of their 'battle'. He walked back into the room and found Kenny sitting on the floor in front of both Cartman and Kyle. Kenny had the flashlight on his face and he looked a little creepy.

"Come on it's perfect!" Kenny said with a sadistic grin.

"I do not want to tell scary ghost stories." huffed Kyle.

He was already feeling rotten as it was and the thought of not being able to sleep that night wasn't appealing.

"I think it sounds like fun." Cartman said with a smile.

He loved telling scary ghost stories, especially in the dark; although who really didn't like that? Obviously Kyle but he didn't count.

Stan took a seat next to Kyle. Cartman just huffed in his direction, which made Stan look down in his lap. It was really hard to see anything even with the flashlights, but even in the darkness Stan could see that look in Cartman's eyes. It was across between disapointment and sadness.

"Then its decided I'll go first!" Kenny said with a smirk.

"Wait, Stan didn't agree. What do you think Stan?" Kyle said turning to his best friend.

He shown the light on his own face so his Super Best Friend could see the pleading look in his eyes. Stan felt even more guilty while looking into those beautiful green eyes. They sparkled even in the dim lit room. He let out a sigh and ran his fingers through his hair.

"Who cares what 'he' says. I vote for the scary stories and that's that." Cartman said with a huff.

Before Kyle could say anything Kenny decided to just tell his story before Stan could veto the idea.

"This is a true story that my uncle told me. He knew this retired cop and his wife who moved into this house with their trainned K-9 dog. The dog had been trainned by the retired cop and was allowed to keep him as the dog was too old to continue. The house was three stories tall and was an old looking house." Kenny said in a deep voice leaning close as he sat Indian style on the ground.

Cartman, Kyle, and Stan sat on the couch looking down at him. He looked extremely creepy and he was telling a story none of them had heard before. Kenny's voice reminded Kyle of when Kenny dressed up as Mysterion. However, it wasn't so cool now, just creepy as shit. Cartman smiled and gave a soft chuckle. He had to give Kenny props for just going straight into telling the story. And Stan, well he let out a sigh and decided he needed to think about how he should fix the little mess he had just gotten himself in to. He was just lucky that Cartman didn't tell Kyle. It would have been the Black Friday incident all over again; except this time HE would be the one doing the sneaky shit.

Kenny looked at each of the boys as he continued to tell the story.

"From the beginning the cop and his wife noticed the dog had been acting strangely. He would wimper and sometimes bark randomly in corners where there was nothing there. However they noticed that the dog refused to go to the thrid story of the house."

Kyle found himself starting to feel more clear of mind however, it still didn't help the fact that the story Kenny was telling was getting creepy, giving him chills up and down his spine. It was a new one too. Usually Kenny would repeat some of his stories and just put a twist on them. However, this story was a new one and he claimed it was a true story. However, knowing Kenny he read it somewhere and pretended it was a true story. Still didn't make it less creepy.

Cartman felt a little uncomfortable about this story as he had heard it before and he KNEW the guy Kenny was talking about. He also knew he had a dog and well...the story was scary and sad at the same time. He was a big time animal lover and hated hearing this story everytime he heard it.

Stan hadn't been listening to the story as he was feeling more guilty as the story continued. He was at the point where he was going to tell Kyle that he cheated and tell Kenny that he won the game by default. He would even let Kenny make him his slave just because of the fact he had cheated. However, he was going to wait until after dinner to confess. He figured at least then there would be food in all of their stomachs.

Kenny was enjoying himself. He could see each of their faces, even in the dim light of the flashlights. He was having fun that was for sure. However, he also noticed that Stan was acting a bit funny. He wasn't sure what happened but he did notice that Cartman would look at Stan with a look that seemed as if he was disappointed in him, but for what? Kenny didn't know however, he knew he was getting close to the end of his story and he was getting the reaction he mostly was hoping out of his friends.

"One day the cop needed to go up to the third level. They had only been in the house for a few months and hadn't gotten a chance to clean out the third floor area which was mostly like an attic. The dog didn't want to follow his master but the dog didn't want to stay by himself as the wife had gone out shopping. So the dog went up stairs and went to the furthest corner of the room and just watched his master look around the room." Kenny said.

He paused to look at each person, to make sure they were listening. He lowered his voice as he ducked his head even more just showing his eyes barely seen over his bangs.

"He would glance back at his dog and notice something was off. His ear twitched as if something was bothering the dog, like flicking his ear. The dog was jittery and the master just didn't know what was wrong. He had trained that dog from a puppy and raised it to be strong and not afraid. This dog had taken down guys with guns and been shot at but he had never seen his dog act as if it was afraid." Kenny said raising his head, a small gleam in his eyes.

Kyle held his breath with wide eyes. He knew something was going to happen but what? He could feel his heart beating fast and Kenny staying silent didn't help ease him. Cartman let out a sigh which caused Kyle to jump slightly and turn to him with wide eyes. Cartman blinked at him and wanted to hold the jew tightly in his arms. Stan stared at Kyle worried about him. He hadn't heard most of the story but he knew something bad was about to happen.

"BARK BARK!" Kenny said loudly which made Kyle jump with wide eyes.

Kenny laughed.

"Was that it?" Stan asked with a quirk of his eye brow.

"No..." Kenny said with a sadistic smile.

Kyle curled up in a ball and stared wide eyed at Kenny.

"Stop." Cartman said giving Kenny a stern glare.

Stan looked at Cartman. He could tell that Cartman had heard this story and KNEW what was going to happen next. He glanced over at Kyle and saw he was totally not going to be able to sleep tonight, that was for sure.

"Aww but its getting to the best part!" Kenny whined ending with a pout

"No, it don't like this story..." Cartman said glancing over at Kyle who was looking at him with pleading eyes.

"Besides its more SAD than anything else if you ask me." Cartman said crossing his arms over his chest.

Kenny rolled his eyes.

"So? Its still a good story." he said with a huff.

"I said no." Cartman said with a glare.

BANG BANG BANG!

Kyle jumped and clung to the closest person to him. Unfortunately it was Kenny as he had jumped off the couch and onto the floor. He had let out a small squeal when he did so as did Kenny as he wasn't expecting that. He fell backwards and had Kyle on top of him. Cartman and Stan blinked before both of them glared daggers at Kenny who felt very uncomfortable.

Kyle stayed like that for a moment before blinking as he found himself clinging to a body. He sat up on fully on top of him. Kenny blinked up at him as Kyle blinked down at the blond. Both boys blushed before Kyle got off his friend and began to apologize before three more bangs were heard again. Someone was at the door.

Kyle had jumped again at the bangs but only jumped. Kenny just stayed laying on the ground. He felt very awkward as he should be. He was trying to have Kyle hook up with Stan and Cartman and here he had been hugging the Jew. However it wasn't his fault...well maybe it was as he HAD been telling a scary story.

Stan had snapped out of his glare and daze and headed to the door. Cartman stayed seated and just glared at Kenny who finally sat up and let out a sigh. When Stan got to the door he found it was Craig again with their pizza.

"That will be $23.98." He said handing over the two pizzas.

They had ordered lightly this time as they didn't want to try and have the leftovers. Stan got out his wallet and gave a small smile as he gave Craig another good tip as he took the pizzas. Craig nodded and gave him the middle finger before leaving.

Stan shook his head and had to inwardly laugh. He wondered how the guy got ANY tips at all with him flipping everyone off all the time. He turned back around and let out a breath.

"Foods here. I'll find some candles and we can eat in the kitchen." Stan said before using his flashlight, which was amazing as he was balancing the two pizzas; to find his way to the kitchen.

He was so happy that there wasn't a door to get into his kitchen. He placed the pizzas on the table and looked around using his flashlight to find some candles. He used the stove to light them and placed them on the table. The light from the four candles did pretty well to light the room although it was still dark but they could at least eat without holding the flashlights.

Cartman had watched Stan walk into the kitchen before turning back to Kenny and Kyle. Kyle had shook out of his stupor and had slowly started to walk into the kitchen after Stan. This left Kenny and Cartman together. He grabbed Kenny by his collar and hoisted him up from the floor. Kenny had let out a small gasp before finding himself staring into his own eyes, the ones that Cartman had taken from him so long ago. It was always weird to him to see his own eyes looking back at him. He couldn't help but gulp as Cartman tightened his grip on his collar.

"You stay away from Kyle got that? And don't you EVER tell that story again or try to finish it. It may be creepy and all that but it would make Kyle and even Stan sad, got it?" Cartman said with a snarl.

All Kenny could do was nod. After a few more minutes Cartman let go of his collar and tossed him slightly to the side and away from him. He turned towards the kitchen and used to flashlight to guide his way. Kenny stood where he was for a few minutes letting out another sigh before being the last to enter the kitchen.

So I know it was a bit of a cliff hanger but I'll try to get the next chapter out!

I hope you guys enjoyed this!

Later!