Bunny - Kenjorine - Transition

Book 2 Chapter 35

I guess he smokes a lot now. It must really help.

As Kenny walks further into the house I notice his pants. They are exactly the same as the ones Karen gave me. Fluffy hello kitty pajama pants.

"Kenny, do you and Karen have matching pajama pants?"

"Yeah. Why? Did she tell you?"

I step out from behind the kitchen counter. "She gave these to me for the night..."

"Of course she did..." He sighs and sits on the couch.

I walk over to the couch area with my cup of water. I sit on the opposite end of the couch. "Tell me the story behind these. I need a good story to help me sleep."

"Okay... It isn't that impressive. Karen sent me a video about matching pajamas. She said it would be cute if we got matching pajamas and I folded."

"You always fold when it comes to her."

He quietly smiles to himself. "Yep. These ones were the cheapest pair I could find online."

"They don't feel cheap... They are super soft."

He sighs. "Those ones are. I washed mine wrong and they lost some of their texture."

I almost reach out to feel the difference, but I stop myself.

"Kenny... do you think it would be possible for us to be friends again?"

He looks at the floor. "We could try, but I will have limits to how much I can be around you. I don't want my girlfriend getting mad at me."

"Right... That's okay. You don't need to spend time with me or anything, just... I want us to be on good terms... For Karen."

"I agree."

"Then let's just leave... all of that... in the past."

He nods.

I stand up and return my cup. "Thank you."

-

When I wake up in the morning, Karen is already out of bed. She is probably working on breakfast.

I get out of bed and go to the bathroom to rinse my mouth out with water.

...The corner I stubbed my toe on has a small bit of padding on it now...

I have no doubt Kenny did that.

"Marjorine? Are you up?" Karen shouts from the kitchen.

"Oh- uh, yeah. I'm up!" I walk into the kitchen.

"Aww! Look! You're matching!" She smiles brightly.

"Karen..." Kenny groans.

"What's going on?" I look at the dishes on the counter.

"Kenny is helping me make pancakes." Karen points accusingly at her brother. "But he sucks."

I giggle a bit.

Kenny's expression changes slightly. He seems less annoyed.

"Do you wanna help pick up the slack, Marjorine?" Karen steps back.

"I guess I can-"

"Perfect! Because I forgot to pick up chocolate chips! I'll have to run out and get them!" She runs to put her shoes on.

"Karen..." Kenny protests.

"I'll just be 15 minutes or so. Don't mess up the pancakes you two!" She runs out the door.

"Karen!" He shouts.

When she is out of the house Kenny sighs. "I'm sorry about that."

"I don't mind."

"You don't? But you see what she's trying to do... Right?"

"I would be dumb not to."

"Just ignore it."

I pick up a whisk. "Like I said, it doesn't bother me. Where are you at in the recipe?"