Thanks Buzzfeed, for telling me where I'll meet my soulmate. Now i'ma use that information for this and make something completely different.
Warnings: Cursing. Also, look forwards to a smut book because I'm a teenager.
Ages: 26.
Note: This week I'll do two, sorry, holiday.
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Red's POV.

"So... thank you for coming, it has been such an awesome time tonight! I'm glad to be back in Colorado for you all and happy anybody even showed up."

He smiles one last time.

"But..... like everything great, it has to end. So thank you everyone, for being a lovely audience."

He turns around and walks away towards the rest of us.

"That was awesome!"

"Thanks dude!"

"No, really. Stan, you haven't had that kind of energy in ages!"

"Yeah it's just something about being back home. The world is nice but........... home sweet home, you gotta say that much."

"I understand that. My boyfriend came back two days ago and he won't stop clinging to me."

Stan laughs before looking at me, straight up me in the eye.

"Oh hi! I didn't even realise! Nice to see you again, Red."

I smile.

"Hey Stan."

"How's life? I haven't seen you since high school!"

"I graduated last year actually."

"Oh. What did you read yourself-?"

"I'm an art teacher."

"Oh I never knew you liked art!"

"I didn't until I was 19 and realised 'hey I can draw' and took a year off teacher schooling to do that shit and see a few museums."

"That's awesome!"

He looks at the clock.

"Are you in a hurry? It would be awesome to get you to have a cup of coffee with me to catch up."

"I mean.... no, not really. I have a paint I have to buy but if you can wait that long then-."

"Yeah, of course I can wait."

"Okay. Then I can go."

Stan nods and looks over to somebody.

"I'm gonna get coffee. You okay with that?"

She nods and he turns around.

"Let's go."

Both of us just walk out of the place (after Stan leaves his guitar).

"So.... is Tweek's still up?" He asks.

I laugh.

"As good as ever, Tweek is taking good care of it. The funny thing is, place is far better than it ever was in the hands of his parents," I say.

"I could guess as much."

"Yeah... he just knows his coffee better and doesn't put drugs in it."

"Wait drugs?"

"You didn't know?"

"I knew but I thought they stopped AGES ago...."

"No, it wasn't until Tweek's mom overdosed that Tweek got a hold of it and started to actually keep the place well."

"Tweek's dad probably wasn't happy."

Both of us laugh.

"Most definitely not. But Tweek and his boyfriends are running four businesses, all successful."

"What?"

"The cafe, a bar down the street where there used to be a weed shop, they're also putting their house into use, they have something there and then they basically own my classroom because it isn't on the school. It's super weird but they're renting it to the school."

"Holy fuck. Have they considered becoming parts of mafia?"

"Those fuckers ARE the mafia of South Park but without much killing."

"Much killing?"

"You heard me."

"Who the fuck did they kill?"

"Tweek's mom... admittedly I'm sure it was an accident. She drank the shit they've been giving Tweek and her mind couldn't handle it so she took more and more until BAM."

"Holy mother of Jesus!"

"Yeah. It was interesting."

He seems to think what he asks next.

"How's Kyle?"

"You don't talk to-?"

"I do but he tends to lie."

"He's my boss, I'm not allowed to spread rumours about him."

"Please Red."

I nod.

"Kyle has a boyfriend at the moment. He doesn't say much....... but I would assume he's with Kenny, the hints are there. He's been pretty shit since his last girlfriend went and left him with a child that wasn't his."

"I didn't know she wasn't his..."

"He doesn't say it but holy fuck she looks completely different to Kyle, it's impossible to look that different to BOTH your parents."

"Maybe it's a different gene-."

"The kid is a different race than both of them. And I assure you, neither of these people were Latino... or had Latino family."

"Ouch."

"Indeed."

I open the door for him.

"So yeah, she's two next year."

Stan laughs and gets in, I go in after him.

"How are you? You were around the WORLD, I wanna know what happened when you were around the goddamn world," I say.

He laughs and waves at Clyde.

"About me? Nothing big. I accidentally got invited into a threesome in Norway, that's about the most hilarious one."

"Wait. That's hilarious?"

"I mean I did have an English woman say she wanted to give me babies."

This one both of us laugh at.

"Oh and then there was this guy from Indonesia who sort of got mad at me because, i didn't know this girl was his daughter, so apparently I 'tried to make his baby girl a slut'. No, I didn't change that sentence. I offered a drink," he says.

I laugh yet again.

"Seems nice."

"It was but goddamnit, I just missed having fun with friends and getting a girlfriend and that shit. Around the world, me staying with one of those girls would be a scandal."

I take my cup of coffee with a silent 'thanks'.

"I know what you mean. I would miss my life in South Park if I did something like that.... but at the same time, change would be nice."

Stan smiles.

"I'm going back to Australia in a few weeks... you know, for the first week of summer."

"Oh, that's nice."

"Wanna come with me?"

"Sorry. What?"

"Wanna come with me to Australia?"

"Holy shit. Why are you asking me?"

"Because you seem really nice."

"You don't know if I'm single."

"No, I do know. Kyle mentioned when we were talking that you broke up with someone."

I shrug and drink a bit more of the coffee.

"How long are you there."

"Week and a half."

I don't have anything!

"If you're serious, for sure."

He laughs.

"Alright then, let's hope you're ready for it."

I roll my eyes.

"Always ready."

I take a sip yet again.

"Why didn't you ask Kyle or Kenny or Wendy or-?" I ask.

He laughs.

"Kenny's having his book tour, Wendy is too awkward and Kyle has a lot of work."

"Aw... I'm fourth choice?"

He nods and I blush a little. I never thought I would be such a close person, we didn't talk enough for me to believe in us being that close.

"Okay, I gotta go. Kyle promised his couch if I helped him with his daughter."

I smile.

"Bye Stan!" I say.

He puts a bill on the table and waves.

"Bye Red."

He kisses my cheek. Oh this guy has moves.

"Should get you on a date someday, you're funny," he says.

"Ask and I'll go."

"Okay. Wanna go on a date?"

"Oh sure!"