Random and slightly pointless introduction: Just a little one-shot told by Stan. I love those dandelion seed things. They're awesome. One time, my friends and I had a fight with them and ended up COVERED in the little puffy things. It was awesome.

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I lay in the grass with Kenny, staring at the few visible stars. I turned my head slightly to look at him. He had a genuinely happy smile, looking completely carefree. His beautiful aquamarine eyes had the reflection of the dark night sky in them. He looked so calm, so serene, so... at ease. It was incredible. I envied him. He wore his heart on his sleeve, he didn't have any worries, he was so sure of himself... He was everything I wished I was.

I almost jumped when he let out a contented sigh, his smile never changing. He closed his eyes. I noticed that his long, curling, jet-black eyelashes had snowflakes lining their tips. Had it started to snow? I hadn't noticed. I looked up, and sure enough, snow swirled around my face and melted when it came into contact with my skin.

Kenny got up eagerly and quickly. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me to my feet. "Stan, come on! Follow me!"

He ran off toward Stark's Pond. "Wait up!" I shouted from behind him.

By the time we were both there, we were panting and falling over. I sat on the bench and looked at him. He shook the snow from his hair and ran his fingers through the blond locks. He stood up straight and closed his eyes. He leaned his head toward the sky and smiled. Everything was so quiet... The snow fell onto Kenny's face and melted at the touch. I wish I was a snowflake. It would be so great to touch Kenny's perfect face.

He turned and looked at me, eyes wide open and mouth curved into an excited, cheerful smile. It looked like he had mist on his face because of the melted snowflakes. He leaned down and pulled a dandelion seed head out of the ground. It was one of the biggest ones I'd ever seen. As he held it out to me, a few of the little white things fell off. "If you blow on it until all the seeds fall off, you can make a wish."

I raised an eyebrow. "I've never heard of that before."

He just grinned. The smallest things could make him so insanely, incredibly thrilled. "Make a wish! Go on, Stan, do it!"

I took it and stared at the small puff of grayish-white. I smiled and looked at Kenny, my heart longing to hold him. "I know what I'll wish for," I sighed happily. I blew on the dandelion and watched as the small umbrellas floated away slowly into the night.