Purgatory (Butters X Kenny)

Chapter 17

Michael and Pete slowly approach the steps looking to Kenny. He shines a wide grin at them before turning his attention back to Henrietta. "I liked you better yesterday!" Pete calls out mockingly. "Smiling is so conformist!" He muttered to himself as he reached for a cigarette. Henrietta ignores Pete's petty comments and turns back to Kenny.

She pulls out a large black leather bound book. And hands it to Kenny to look over before taking another drag off her cigarette. Kenny looks down immediately recognizing the Necronomicon. He looks back up to her puzzled. "I remember this. We discovered my powers from the cult of Cthulhu." He says to her handing the book back. "Ugh" she scoffs before taking the book and turning to the page in question. She hands back the book. "Look there's no way to break the contract your parents set up with the Dark Lord but...." She pauses to take another drag from her cigarette. "Maybe you can make a different contract with Death himself?"

Kenny looks from her to the page and back again. "Ok I don't understand?" She rolls her eyes. "Stupid conformist!" She hisses. Michael walks in behind her. "You have something Death seems to want! He is desperate to have you in his grasp why else would he kill you all the time for the last 18 years?" He muttered the last part sucking in smoke only to blow it directly in Kenny's face.

Kenny thinks to himself 'I guess so.' Henrietta chimes in. "You offer him your immortality in exchange for Butters! Jesus why is this so hard to understand?" "But won't that go against my contract with Cuthulu?" Kenny asks. "Obviously but that's for them to work out. Look you can't die for longer to be with Butters but maybe you can bring him back. You just need to get an audience with death. Your immortality seems really valuable to him so make sure you are getting a fair price out of it!" She spits at him.

Kenny pondered for a while before standing up and handing the book back to the goths. "Thank you for this. You know you guys are actually pretty cool!" He laughs patting Henrietta "Ugh THAT IS SO NOT GOTH!" Firkle giggles slightly at the outburst. Kenny turns to head back into the school.

Once inside the doors he is stopped by a small hand wrapping around his wrist. He turns to see Firkle. He smiles "Good luck Kenny!" He says in a soft voice. Kenny crouches down to meet the smaller boys eyes. " You too. I know you're scared to say it but Ike matters to you, your friends should know. Even if it makes you less goth." He ruffles Firkle's hair. Being glared at by the small goth changes nothing.

"You know I could sacrifice you to get you there!" Firkle shouts at him "Nah kid I've got my own plan on how to get there. I need to make sure I do something first in case I don't get the chance again." He turns away from Firkle only to hear him shout "Fucking conformist!" He flips him off without turning just laughing to himself.

Kenny thinks long and hard about his plan. "Fuck I really hope this works." The whispers encircle him. "I believe in you Kenny. See you soon" knowing that it came from Butters he blushes. He looks up fierce determination in his eyes. "Dinner with the Stotch's tonight!" Nodding his head in determination he walks out of the school.