(South Park Kenny X Reader Pt.2)

Break

Turning my car on, the radio starts playing my favorite song, (song name). I turned the volume up and started bopping my head. "I haven't heard this song on the radio in so long!" This is nice.

Looking behind me, I pull out of my spot and started driving. The café Wendy and I were at wasn't too far away, a good ten minutes or so. Suddenly my ringtone is going off and since I'm at a red light, I peak down. It's Stan. I wonder what he wants. But I can't answer right now, which is usually why do not disturb is on. My ringtone goes off again and I see it's Kenny. Oh my god what are they doing?
He calls me over and over again and so I pull over into a gas station and pick up the phone. "Hey I'm on the way home now. You know I don't like driving and being in my phone..."

"I'm sorry I am! But it's important!"

"Okay, what is it?" I get out of my seat and walk up to the gas station. I get a couple snacks and grab a drink. "It's not about the party, right?" I pull out $20 and hand it to the cashier. "Can you put the rest on..." I peak outside. "Pump five, please." He nods and I realize I've been zoning out what Kenny was telling me "I'm sorry I got distracted honey, I'm getting gas for the car. What did you say?"

I can hear him sigh and I roll my eyes. He always does that, but he started doing it to mock me. I'm never sure when he's actually serious or not. "Okay so, I said we need to plan this party for tonight! It's Saturday, no one has school. And a lot of people are off work! It'd be a great time to have this party!"

Walking back to the car, I take the nozzle out and start pumping gasoline into my car. "What's this party for? Didn't we have one not that long ago anyways?" I put the nozzle back and step back into the car, waiting a second to turn it on. "And besides this is very last second. Who will even show up?"

I hear Kenny talking to someone else and then he starts to laugh. "It'll be okay, trust me." Then he hangs up on me. Looking down at my phone, I put do not disturb back on.

Driving home only took me a couple minutes. But as I got closer, I noticed a couple cars in the driveway. "Oh right, at least Stan and Kyle is there. Who else could be here?" I parked the best I could within the limited space and grabbed my bag to go inside. Locking the car, I walked inside the house and was absolutely flabbergasted. "What is going on here?"

The house was a mess. There was food everywhere, what looked like alcohol as well. The furniture was all messed up and one of the sinks were running. Loud music was blasting throughout the house and I only see Kyle. He's sitting on one of the couches on his phone. "Oh um hey (y/n)." Barely looking up at me, he points upstairs. "They're up there. I don't know what they're doing though. But Stan and-"

"Wendy broke up yeah, I know. I was just with Wendy. What... Is going on here though? No offense but I don't want the house looking like... This." I pointed out.

"Oh yeah... Kenny mentioned a party to help Stan feel better. He said you seemed really excited for that." Looking at me, he raises an eyebrow. "However, from the looks of your face... I don't think that's true, at all." He stands up, putting his phone away. "I was going to clean this all up but I got distracted by my phone. I am sorry how the house looks."

Walking into the kitchen, I set the bag down and turn the sink off before sitting at the table. "I just don't understand how it had gotten this bad in here. And why. Who is even all here right now?" I set my head down on the table and it was cold but I didn't mind. My head was warm anyways.

"Well there has been some drinking. Okay a lot, especially from Stan. I honestly don't remember how the house got trashed like this... But yeah there's Kenny obviously. And Stan. And Me. And Eric. And Butters. I think that's it. I think..." Kyle stands there for a second. "Yeah that should be it. Sorry, I had a little bit of whatever the hell they had."

"It's fine, I just need to talk to Kenny."
Walking upstairs, Kyle follows me up.

When we get to the bedroom, the door is shut. We look at each other and Kyle shrugs. We press our ears to the door but hear nothing. I open the door and my eyes widen. "What the fuck is going on here?"

Eric was in my side of the closet, going through all of my drawers. Butters was on the bed, staring down at the blanket while having his hands together. Stan was still drinking and hugging the TV while Kenny was trying to put on a shirt, already have four on.

They all look at us and stop what they're doing. Eric slowly continues to go through the drawers and only stops when I look at him again. Stan gets up and hugs me. He's talking but his words are so unclear that I can't understand him. Although I can assume what he's talking about.

"Hey (y/n)!" Butter says, standing up. "I'm really sorry about how it's looking here. We didn't mean to make it such a mess." He gets up and starts fixing the bedding.

I sigh and pull Stan to the bed and Kyle sits with him. Turning, I see Kenny is stuck with a fifth shirt on, and I help him take them off. "We need to talk, Kenny." I start. "Will you guys give us a second?" Everyone gets up and leaves. Eric being last, after looking around the room one more time.

"Sure yeah let's talk! What's up?" Kenny sits on the bed and pats next to him.

Shaking my head no, I stay standing. "What happened here today? Why is the house a mess?" I cross my arms and stare down at Kenny.

"Well while you were gone, Kyle and Stan came over. Stan is crying, and it was gross crying. And Kyle explains to me that Wendy and Stan broke up again. The final break-up," he makes a grand gesture and when I don't laugh, he clears his throat and goes back to talking. "So then I call Eric and Butters and tell them to come over and help Stan feel better. Eric brought some drinks and well it'd be wasteful to not drink it right? But yeah... I guess we did get a little crazy. We just were trying to have some fun in hopes to cheer Stan up."

Taking in a deep breath, I look around one last time. "Stan didn't seem like he was doing good at all. If anything this made it seem worse. I was gone for about three hours and I come back to the house destroyed. And then you want a party? Why not do it at Stans place? Obviously he doesn't have any extra company right now." Running my hand along my forehead, I realize I was sweating. "God why is it so hot in here?" I open a window and take in the clean air. "There, that's better."

Kenny walks up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. "I'm sorry." He says, kissing the back of my head. "I just think the whole proposal thing has me messed up. Maybe we should... Take a break from each other, just for a bit."

(A/n: how we feeling? 🤩)