We Fell In Love In Mysterious Ways (Mysterion x Reader)

Chapter 5

It's been a few weeks since I walked to Craig, Tweek, or Kenny. They've been blowing up my phone, but I don't care I can't see to get my mind straight. How can I even begin to start, I'm a just a child, trying to grow up, but I'm getting distracted by boys and school that I really can't find myself.

Mysterion sent me a letter to join the Freedom Pals, but it's been slipping my mine recently. I looked down at my hands, no I can't be sitting around. This isn't just some trailer park game this was helping the good people of South Park. I sat down and read over the forms trying to understand what all this nonsense was about.

Race/Ethnicity-

Sex/Gender-

Alignment-

Religion-

Power Source-

Kryptonite-

Economic Level-

I kept looking at all the different options of what super powers I could have.

Speedster, Brutalist, Blaster, Elementalist, Cyborg, Psychic, Assassin, Gadgeteer, Plantmancer, Martial Artist.

'Alright what even is the character sheet, I thought we were just doing name, super powers and weakness what is all this extra bullshit. Speedster is just being really fast while Assassin you fucking kill people since we can have knives now also if I pick Gadgeteer where am I gonna find all this crap to make shit and I gonna have to shove it up my ass and carry it all. I cringed at the thought, please Jesus if you have any humanity please say no.'

I filled out my character sheet and shut the envelope, addressing it to Doctor Timothy. As my clock turned 10, I snuck to Freedom Pals base.

Upon arriving I felt a strange presences, I decided to knock a little louder finally just talking in and typing in the code to Freedom Pals base. I ascended down the stairs to the basement finding myself in a cute functional base. "(Y/n), may I speak with you in the practice room?" Mysterion asked already knowing my answer, but I decided to nod anyway. Turning left and into a room completed in yellow duck tape squares, I assumed was the practice room with our new fighting style and abilities. He was somehow reading my character sheet. "(Sh or superhero/n) clever, your class works we with you personality and race and religion doesn't really matter we are all treated the same here", he said folding it back up. "Mysterion, don't play dumb this isn't about my character sheet", I said crossing my arms not buying any of the words that he was selling me. "Just keep things on the down low, Freedom Pals just started and we don't need anymore bullshit from fatass Coon", he said in a cold tone. I pushed his bandana up and looked at his baby blue eyes.

This game is it more than a game, we get actual feelings and save real people. To the people of this town, we are just children, but what they don't see is who's behind the mask.

"(Y/n)", Mysterion said softly with his hand on my cheek. I blinked a few times and came back to reality. "You need to start calling me (sh superhero/n), Mysterion", I said. "I can barely call you my girlfriend, it's unreal, you should've moved on, but we're together, you're a superhero now", he said shyly as if he was talking as Kenny. "Believe me it's hard to understand, I was with Clyde for the Stick of Truth... after that I locked people out. I had Craig and Tweek, but everyone else was busy. Mysterion became my escape for a night or two, I felt apart of something like running the nights was someone I wanted to do", I started to actually think how I become the way I did. Mysterion looked surprised as if he wasn't expecting that answer. "We'll talk about this later", he said backing away and walking out of the practice room with my character sheet.