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"Let's just finish these posters," said Kyle. "We need to finish them anyway, and maybe it will help distract Stan." Kyle said the last bit while looking directly at Stan. Stan nodded. Kyle gave him a small smile before he quickly went back to work. Stan's heart skipped a beat.

The smile was quick. Blink and you would have missed it. But it was Stan's. It was Stan's. Not Cartman's. Not Kenny's. That quick, small smile was for Stan. A part of Kyle that was all for him. He felt an eerie sense of pride in knowing that he shared something with Kyle that was just theirs.