July 4th, 2022.

It's been one year since we fought for freedom, and one year since we won our freedom. Here we are, Christophe's base has been turned into the biggest village in our unnamed country. Home to over 2000 survivers of the 'Free For All Act'. One year ago we fought Catrman for our freedom, and we won. Now we live here, starting over. Kenny and Butters got married in april, and are now adopting a little girl named Liberty. They are living happily in the shack next to us, I've never seen a love as strong as theirs.

Craig and Tweek haven't thought about marrage yet, but they're living together in the shack in front of us. Tweek has taken to gardening, mainly because he found out he can grow coffee beans. While Craig and Christophe are the doctors here in our village. Marley and Gregory are helping people build shacks and finding their talents.

Butters is currently making a school house, teaching ages 5-12 how to read and write. Kenny, not leaving Butters' side, is teaching little kids how to fight, and make weapons. Christophe thinks it's a great that little kids are learning to fight. But their care takers are another story. But I digress.

Today I'm going down to the market place to find my love, Kyle Broflovski. Or rather, Kyle Marsh. We got married a few weeks ago. When we first got re-animated, I wouldn't come within 10 feet of Kyle, but after a while... I realized I was misserable without him. So I came back to him, and we've been together ever since. Honestly, we are the luckiest poeple/cyborgs alive. During the blast, a wall colapsed on our dead bodies, keeping our brains from melting. So when our bodies were identifyed they were able to re-animate us. Sure, we are mostly metal now, but we are alive.

I stop in front of a crowd of small children, searching for Kyle among the sea of little kids. There he is, his bangs pinned back out of his eyes, a tan apron tied around his waist, the smell of cookies wafting through the air. He smiles and hands some cookies to the children. When he stands back up our eyes meet, my heart soars, and his cheeks turn pink. When the children have their fill of sugary treats they dispurse into the busy streets and find their care takers.I walk up behind Kyle as he turns to put the tray up with all the other dirty dishes. I wrap my arms around him, and bury my face in his hair. "Hey there baby." I greet in my matalic voice. He turns and grins, placing a soft kiss on my cheek. "I found something today, I thought you might like it." He cocks his head, I pull out a crimpled photo from years ago. A picture of Kyle, Kenny, Ike and I. When we were still in elementry school. Kyle took the picture from my metal hand, and traced his little brothers face, tears escaped from his eyes.

After a while Kyle slipped the picture in his apron pocket and looked up at me. If he could talk, I'm sure he'd say he misses Ike. "We all do Kyle." He nodded and stood on his tip toes to kiss me once more. With him, I know we'll have a bright future.

This is Stan Marsh, from Liberty village, in the country ofUnnamed, signing out.

AN: This epilogue is for Chocolateoholic13, becuase he/she has reviewed almost every chapter in FFAA. And he/she didn't want Stan and Kyle to be DRT permanantly. So i brought them back at the end just for him/her.

Thanks much for the reading and reviewing! I am now writng a storie called F.Y.E I hope to see you all soon!

With much love, Pikturisque