A Fixer Upper [Kenny x Reader]

The Truth and Mysterion

—Your POV—

I have my (f/anime) pjs on and look at my self in the mirror. I practice my smiling and pretend to be the normal enthusiastic me. After less then ten minutes of practicing I get tired and let my real feelings out. A sad smile appears on my face and my eyes droop a bit.

"Maybe I should ask Death to come early? No. You have a lot to do still! Remember your plans for the next month if they are willing to join! Come on! Stop looking like your at deaths door already! But I am at deaths door. I just came back and I only have so much time... Don't think of it! Thinking of it will only make it worst!"

I hear a clack at my window and turn fast to see a person in a black cloak wearing a mask with grey pants and shirt and black shoes. I see the question mark on his chest and on the top of his head. I quickly put on my 'mask' and smile. "Hello! If it isn't Mysterion! It's been a while hasn't it?"

"It has been (y/n). I would have come sooner but crime doesn't stop that easily in this town." His rough deep voice makes me giggle. "How long have you been listening anyway? I know you didn't just get there. So." I walk up to him and get in his face a bit. "Just how much did you hear?"

—Kenny—
•—A bit earlier—•

I got dressed and waited till the sun was set. I get dressed in my Mysterion costume and head out through my secret passage (though it was kinda small). I reach her house and see her bedroom light still on and climb up the tree in the yard across from her window.

I reach the nearest branch and see her looking as if she has given up all hope into a mirror and talking to her self. I can barely hear what she says but I do hear death and plan. I try to get closer and hear the branch starting to give so I jump onto the edge of the window seal and hit my head against it. I make a clack sound when I hit the window and almost instantly she turns to me and her expression changes. I enter the room and notice it's much cleaner then what it used to be.

"Hello! If it isn't Mysterion! It's been a while hasn't it?" She isn't acting any different then when she's at school. But why did she look so sad earlier? "It has been (y/n). I would have come sooner but crime doesn't stop that easily in this town."

She giggles and i don't get why. I'm trying to act like I saw nothing so I don't spook her.
"How long have you been listening anyway? I know you didn't just get there. So." She walks up to me and gets in my face. "Just how much did you hear?"

I honestly don't know how to respond to what she said. I knew (y/n) wasn't dumb like the other people I visited. She knew I was listening but I never really heard anything.

"I didn't hear anything." "Bullshit. You did hear something. If you didn't you wouldn't be looking at me with such worry." I didn't even realize I was making an expression. I blush a bit and hope she doesn't see it. "I only heard death and plan. That's all."

She study's my face for a bit and let's out a sigh. "That's good. I don't want my plan to be ruined." "What plan?" She looks at me mischievously and smirks. "Now Mysterion. I will not tell you." She walks to her bed and sits on the edge. I notice the pill bottles on her nightstand and walks to them. "I never took you to be a drug person..." I clearly must have sounded disappointed. "I'm not. There medicine for my illness."

"Wait your sick?!" "Yep." "Since when?!" I turn to see her laughing. "Hey this isn't funny!" "I know it's not. But do you remember our little bet we made when I left?" "Yes. That if you were to return you would guess my identity with out me telling you."

"Exactly! Now if I were do tell you all the details of my illness you would get concerned for me and probably look at me differently then you used too." My eyes narrow at this "What if I'm just a concerned person because you've told them?" "You wouldn't be. I haven't told anyone. Not even Kenny." I see she blushes a bit when saying my name and blush a tad too.

"So. Do you still wanna know?" She has her smug look and I can't help but smirk back. "Fine. I'll play the game again." She puts her hands together in a single clap as if she was praying. "Good!" Slowly she lets out a breath and she doesn't look as happy as before.

"No one knows what I'm infected with. It's a new unknown illness that branches off from the tuberculosis disease and there isn't a cure for it. Though unlike tuberculosis it's not contagious. Since the doctors know it originated from tuberculosis I have been prescribed to take medicine for that. Though it does help a bit and holds off symptoms it doesn't cure me. It only gives me more time then what I had with out the medicine."

I look at her silently. I have been sick with incurable disease before but I usually die from it faster then a normal person did and came back to life. I realize a part of me relies on my immortality so that I do see another day, even though it comes with the curse of repeatedly dying and no one remembering it. Though I have never looked at the fact how it would be like to slowly wait for death and be at deaths door with out coming back.

"So Mysterion. I know we're playing game but please don't look at me like that." I realize she's back to being her normal self and looking at me weirdly. "If you stare to much I'll think you have a thing for me!" I realize that I have been staring at her and turn away. "W-what makes you say that?!" I hear giggling and turn to see her trying not to break out into laughter.

I sigh and role my eyes and go to the window. "Well I think I should leave. The sick should rest!" "I know. Woah! I know...." I see he lay in bed and fall asleep and I leave turning the lights off on my way out. As I head home I can't help but think about what (y/n) told me. A disease with no cure.

Why did she get it? How long has she had it?
Is there really no cure? Is she lying to me? Why didn't she tell us her friends? As I'm thinking I remember that she just moved back and to find the four of us spilt apart. What friends can she tell? It's like she's starting from scratch with all of us. I enter my room through the window and get ready for bed. Maybe we can be friends again...

I know it's going to be almost impossible for me to get along with Stan like nothing happened, but Kyle is still okay for me. Cartman is a jerk period so if he joins or not is up to him. I don't care. But I wanna hang with (y/n) again. She was my first crush and my best friend!

As I look at my ceiling I make a decision.

I'll go to Starks Pond this Saturday with her and Kyle.