Chapter 4

The day of the performance, Cartman held up the rehearsal. So, since his talking went on and on, the director only wanted to do the scenes with Romeo. But the scenes where Romeo and Juliet kissed were skipped over because of time.

And come time the performance, Wendy was nervous about looking bad, Kenny had to go to the bathroom, Kyle didn't want to hurt Stan when he poked him with his fake sword.

The director told Kenny to hurry on his bathroom trip. But five minutes later, no one had seen Kenny come out. Kyle was told to go check on him. Blood and shit were everywhere. Kyle didn't dare go into the stall, he just ran out screaming, "Oh my God, it killed Kenny!"

"Who?" Stan asked.

"Shit."

"Wait a minute. Do you mean to tell me that shit killed Kenny?" Stan said, looking puzzled.

"Yep."

Stan shrugged. "Oh well."

"Oh well!" Bebe broke down into tears.

"Who am I going to get to play Capulet now?" The director looked a bit stressed. "I don't have an understudy!" He looked around the stage. "Leopold Stotch! You will be Capulet!"

Butters looked at the director. "But, I have to do the—"

"I don't care! You're Capulet!"

"—Curtain," Butters finished.

"I'll do the curtain when you're on, Butters," Stan smiled.

Just then, people started coming in the door and everyone went backstage.

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"Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?" Cartman asked clearly, staring into Wendy's eyes.

"Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer," Wendy answered.

"O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do; They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair."

"Saints do not move, thou grant for prayers' sake," Wendy jingled back.

"Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take." Cartman leant towards a nervous Wendy and kissed her lips. "Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged."

Wendy found it hard to speak. She'd forgotten her line. Cartman whispered it to her and she repeated it loud enough for everyone else to hear. "Then have my lips the sin that they have took."

"Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again." He kissed her lips once more but Wendy was this time expecting it and knew of her line.

"You kiss by the book."

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"What's here?" Wendy asked, smiling inside for she knew of what was to come. "A cup, closed in my true love's hand? Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end. O churl! Drank all and left no friendly drop to help me after? I will kiss thy lips; haply some poison yet doth hang on them, to make die with restorative." Wendy leant down over Cartman's body and kissed his lips. How long she wished she could stay there. But then she soon pulled away. "Thy lips are warm."

The first watchman, Clyde, spoke, "Lead, boy: which way?"

"Yea, noise? Then I'll be brief. O happy dagger!" Wendy picked up the fake knife at Cartman's belt. "This is thy sheath," She, pretending, stabbed herself. "There rust, and let me die." Wendy fell soft onto Cartman. He softly giggled to himself as her head lay on hid chest.

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Afterwards, Wendy walked over to Cartman. "You know, Eric, I'm sorry I doubted you. You're not half bad." She smiled. He smiled back and began to walk away. "Hey, Cartman," he turned. "One more thing," this time she brought on the kiss and it was deeper than before, no act involved.

When they pulled away, Cartman said, "So, you're over that Jew bitch, I see."

"Heh, yeah." He took her hand and she leaned her head on his shoulder.

The play of Romeo and Juliet was beneficial to most everyone, or at least a select few. Eric Cartman and Wendy Testaburger got together because of it, as did Kyle Broflovski and Stan Marsh. However, the play left Bebe Stevens without Kenny McCormick but it seemed that she was the only one who cared. The director was happy because the play was successful. But I guess, though, that not all endings can be completely content with the way things are. Nonetheless, at least there are some that are happy.