Wendy's Residence...

At the living room, Stan and Wendy are sitting on the couch watching cable t.v with their snacks like chips and koolaid. The couple are watching a Christmas which is a shitty sequel to a classic movie called "A Christmas Story 2" as they groan on every stupid scene they've seen but most of the time they make fun of it as well.

Stan: "I can't believe there marathon this shitty sequel."

Wendy: "It's not just a marathon on this channel, but it's on every fucking channel."

Stan: "Jesus Christ," (Stan then starts to chuckles) "Guess Cable television is on Santa's naughty list this year."

Wendy: *chuckles* "Guess so."

Stan: *sighed* "You know...I'm glad you call me over here, Wendy. I really need to get away from the farm."

Wendy: "Stan, you should tell your dad that you hated the farm and wanted come back to South Park."

Stan: "I did. Several times, but only spilling crap about how important Tegridy Farm is and crap. Just makes me want to punch him the balls every time he explains about Tegridy Farms to me."

Wendy: "I'm sorry. "

Stan: *smiled and turn to Wendy* "Thanks. Like I said, I'm just glad you call me over here; that way I could spend some alone time with you." (He's slowly lean towards to Wendy as he's ready to kiss her.)

Wendy: *grins* "Should we save it under the mistletoe?"

Stan: *grins* "Why saved it when we could kissed now."

The two look at each other and as soon they're about to kiss, Stan's phone ring.

Stan: "God damn it," (Stan is getting a call from his dad as he took a deep breath before he could answer) "What is it, dad?"

Randy: "Stan, I have a job for you. I need you to come back home and help me deliver my Christmas Special to all the men and women around South Park."

Stan: "But dad I just got to Wendy's house. Could you or Towelie do it yourself?"

Randy: "Now, Stan!"

Stan: *groans* "Fine!"

Randy: "Thank you, son. Love you."

Stan hang up and growls a bit. "God fucking damn it."

Wendy: "What did he said?"

Stan: "Dad wants me to deliver his pack of weed to the adults."

Wendy: *sighed* "Can we enjoy the holiday like we used to do."

Stan: "I've been asking myself through out the whole month. Better get this over with."

Wendy: And your leaving right now?"

Stan: I'm sorry, Wendy. I'll call you later.

Wendy: (stops him by holding his arm) You sure you wanna leave?

Stan: Afraid so, babe. (slip his arm out).

Wendy: (grab his arm again) Please don't go.

Stan: Sorry, but I have too. (slip his arm out again)

Wendy: (grab his arm again and then starts to sing) But baby it's cold out there

Stan: (starts to sing too as he slip his arm out once more). I really can't stay

Wendy: But, baby, it's cold out there

Stan: I've got to go away

Wendy: But, baby, it's cold out there

Stan: This day has been

Wendy: Been hoping that you'd drop in

Stan: So very nice

Wendy: (hold his hands) I'll hold your hands they're just like ice

The two sat back down on the couch as they're ready to Kiss, but Stan remembers he has go as he got up from the couch.

Stan: My father will start to bitch

Wendy: Beautiful, what's the rush

Stan: My father will be calling me nonstop

Wendy: Listen to the fireplace roar

Stan: But you don't have a fireplace

Wendy: Right, I completely forgot

Stan: How could you forget at your own house

Wendy: Could we drop it, please

Stan: Okay, but still I have to go

Wendy: Baby, it's really bad out there (she gives him koolaid).

Stan: (drinks his koolaid) Say what's in this drink

Wendy: "No buses to be had out there."

Stan: "I wish I knew how."

Wendy: Your eyes are like starlight now

Stan: To break this spell

Wendy: (removes his hat) I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell, but smelly.

Wendy drag him back to the couch as she takes off his shoes so he could get comfortable.

Stan: I ought to say no, no, no, ma'am

Wendy: (slowly crawl towards him) Mind if I move in closer

Stan: At least I'm gonna say that I tried

Wendy: What's the sense of hurting my pride

Stan: You're more feminine then prideful

Wendy: What's wrong having it both

Stan and Wendy: Baby, it's cold out there

Wendy is now on top of him. Stan blushes, but can't let her win when playing the alpha dog.

Stan: (flip over her to be on top) I simply must go

Wendy: (flip over him to be on top) Baby, it's cold out there

Stan: (flip her over again) The answer is no

Wendy: (flip him over again) Baby, it's cold there

Stan: (flip her again) The welcome has been

Wendy: (flips him once more) So good that you came in

Stan: (flip her once more as well, but this time getting ready to leave) So nice and warm

Wendy: "Look out the window at the storm." (shows him outside the window that is snowing, but not to bad and a frozen dead Kenny).

Stan: Oh my god they've killed Kenny

Wendy: The storm is a bastard

Stan: Why do you like to harassed me

Wendy: It's not a harassment if you're enjoying this

Stan: You're right about that

Wendy: Damn your lips are delicious

Stan: But maybe just a bag of chips

Wendy: Never such a blizzard before

Stan eat a few pieces of chip while Wendy takes off his coat, but soon stop eating.

Stan: I got to get going

Wendy: But, baby, you'd freeze outside

Stan: I felt worst, so lend me my coat

Wendy: It's up to your thighs out there

Stan: Baby, what part of no do you not understand

Wendy: It's not in my dictionary

Stan: But don't you see

Wendy: *frustrated* why do you keep on playing with me

Stan puts back on his shoes, coat, and his hat.

Stan: Why can't we just call later

Wendy: (get on her knees and begged) Think of my life long sorrow

Stan: At least there will be plenty implied

Wendy: (holding on his left leg) If you caught pneumonia and died

Stan: I have a shitty responsibilities

Wendy: Fuck your responsibilities

Stan and Wendy: (holding each other hands as they smiled) Baby, it's cold out there

Stan's phone rang again. The call is from his dad again as he sighed. "Yeah?"

Randy: "Stan, where the hell are you?! The Christmas special must be delivered before the holiday!"

Stan: (Stan looks at her girlfriend for a sec with a bit sadness on her face and the respond he'll give to his dad over the phone is...) "Fuck off, dad, deliver them yourself! (hangs up).

Wendy: *smiled* "You know you're going to get grounded for this."

Stan: *smiled* Like I give a damn. I promised you that I'm spending my whole day with you, and I'm keeping it."

Wendy: "I love you, Stan."

Stan: "I love you too, Wendy."

The two finally kissed on the lips.