It's been a week where Kyle is back to school, and everything seemed getting from bad to worse. Kyle has been acting up weird lately too, and Stan is worried about him. Craig also being a helper too for some reason, and Kyle asked why, and he always replies him with:

"There are things I can't change in the past, so let me try and change it now, before it's too late."

Kyle is confused by his words, but decided to let it be for now. Today is Monday morning, where he wanted to talk with Stan about what has happened few days back. Kyle hasn't been eating, drinking, or doing anything yet he still feel well and healthy, and he wanted to ask Stan about it.

Stan POV

I hear a knock on my door, and quickly opened it to reveal Kyle in his pajamas. I raise my eyebrows, wondering what it is. "Kyle? What is it dude?" I asked, and he seemed troubled. "Can I talk to you for a moment?" Kyle asked him, and he I can feel a slight troubled yet confused feelings just looking at his eyes. "Oh, sure of course, come in and we can talk." I said, letting him inside my room and closes the door afterwards. I sat on my bed and he sat beside me. He seemed tired, and worn out. "So? What is it, Kyle?" I asked. He seemed to be rethink his decisions, but he doesn't have any uncomfortable feeling about it. He took a deep sigh, then release all fears and doubt, he finally say: "Can you tell me why everyone at school afraid of me?".

Well, I don't really know what to say to his question. I've been asking this since Kyle sudden appearance at the convention. I have been searching for an answer inside my head, yet it's only a blur. I wanted to bring him to the graveyard, where-

"Do everyone really think that I'm dead?" He asked again, with a slight force in his voice. I tried to answer his questions, but I have nothing inside my head. "L-Listen Kyle-"

"Am I even... Human?"

Silence filled the room. I can physically sees that Kyle is slowly breaking apart, and I wanted to help him but i can't find anything that will comfort him. I lean closer and wrap my arms around him, and he slowly put his arms around me. "I-I don't know what to say Kyle... I-I want to help, I do, b-but I don't know how." I paused as I planted a kiss on his forehead. "How about we meet up with Craig tomorrow? Since he's been a helpful guy these past few days, maybe he has an answer to that." Kyle looks slightly more hopeful, and then he let out a smile, "Of course. I hope he will help us, because I don't know what to do anymore...", "It's okay Kyle. I'm here for you, dude." I said, comforting him the best i could.

The room once again filled with silence. Comfortable silence. I feel my heart beat increasing every second, and imagine just me and Kyle here alone together makes my stomach filled with happy things. Butterflies... I thought, felt my cheeks warm a bit.

"We should get to bed now, and tomorrow we can talk to Craig about what's been happening lately." I said, trying to get him to rest for now. "Sure, Stan. Let's call it a day." He said, as we both tuck in nice and comfy on my bed. Since I don't want Kyle to feel insecure, I wrap my arms around him to keep him safe from dangers. I care about my super best friend, and I would do anything to keep him safe.

"Goodnight, Kyle."
"Goodnight, Stan..."

The Next Day...

3rd Person POV

Stan and Kyle woke up early and then made a quick check of their bags, and change of clothes, etc etc then walk out of the house and headed to Craig's house. It's still around 5 am, so the roads we're still empty and silent, except only a few dog barks, and trash thrown about by cats, animals, etc. Stan quietly throws small rocks at Craig's bedroom window. After the fifth throw, the window opened to reveal a tired looking Craig Tucker. "Yo! Craig!" Stan called, trying to scream or yell. Craig gives them the finger, but he seemed not looking away until he saw Kyle. "What the fuck are you two doing?!" Craig asked, and Stan could feel the anger in his voice. "Dude! We need your help! Can you get us inside your house?" Stan asked, and Craig seemed to thinking about it. Then he let out a sigh, then give them a motion where clearly states that he is gonna let Stan and Kyle in.

There was silent and a minute later, the front door opens, and motion for Stan and Kyle to come inside.

Craig lock his bedroom door, "Why the fuck you two come here this early?!" He asked, more like demand. "Look, Craig, we don't want any trouble. We want to ask you something." Stan said, and Craig looks at them, raising his eyebrows. "Can you tell us why you've been helping Kyle?"

Craig seemed to tensed up a bit, but tried his best to remain his emotionless posture. He let out a sigh, and stayed quiet for some time. "There are some things I can't change in the past, so i want to change it now before it's too late." He said, "You told me that every time, and I wonder why you always said that to me, Craig." Kyle said.

Craig seemed trying to get away from this conversation, but he knew that there isn't a way out of this. Then he said the shocking truth.