I got home from tonight's Coon and Friends meeting. I checked on my little sister to make sure she was sleeping before I headed to my own room and shut the door. I tugged off the form fitting costume from my body and threw it to my bed. I had to leave early because my mom said I had to check on my little sister and make sure she was actually sleeping.
I looked at my costume that was resting on my bed, noticing a few small tears. My name was Baby Sword, as given to me by my very best friend, Kenny McCormick or Mysterion as he was known in costume.
I sighed knowing tonight I was supposed to be watching the streets and I abandoned my job. I flopped into my desk chair and flipped on my computer. I navigated myself to Amazon, looking for a new mask seeing as mine just wasn't cutting it these days.
I started playing my favorite song, <y/f/s>. I heard a small rock hit my window, signaling Kenny was here. I flew off my chair and opened the window, "Hey Ken, I thought you were- Wait, Stan, Kyle, why are you here, Kenny usually comes?" I quietly asked them, trying not to wake my sister.
"H-hey um <y/n>, we don't know how to tell you this but Kenny... Kenny shot himself in the Coon and Friends Lair after you left. Were sorry." Stan finally explained.
I gasped, tears already streaming down my face "W-what, Kenny.... Shot himself? He wouldn't do that! D-don't lie you dicks! Kenny has to be hiding! H-he wouldn't kill himself, he was t-too happy! YOU HAVE TO BE JOKING, KENNY COME OUT PLEASE, STOP MESSING AROUND! THIS ISN'T FUNNY, COME ON!" I was screaming at this point not caring if I woke my sister.
They looked at each other with obvious sorrow. I tried to compose myself, "Keep talking about it, I'm gonna change and go to the base. I-I want to see his body one last time." I mumbled wiping away a tear and grabbed my costume, also picked by Ken.
I pulled on my black crop top that had a B and an S across the chest, my black mini skirt, a thin red hoodie, my mask, and my simple black steel toed boots. I thew my weapons into their holsters
As I changed, Kyle tried to explain the situation, "He was yelling about how he couldn't die, then I said that it would be cool to never die. He screamed that its not fun to get stabbed, shot, decapitated, and run over all the time, that it hurts an no one remembers the next day. Then he pulled out a gun and yelled 'Remember this time, try and fucking remember this time!' then he.... he shot himself in the head. I don't know how you feel.... knowing he was your best friend and y-you liked him alot. Were sorry."
I shook my head and mumbled "Whatever, sorry doesn't bring bring my Kenny back. I'm gonna check on my sister to make sure shes sleeping, then we can go see his...his body."
After checking on my sister and walking to Cartman's house, we went into the Coon and Friends Lair. I saw his body laying on the floor, blood pooled around his hooded face, soaking his hood with a crimson tint.
I looked at everyone surrounding him, I asked them if I could be alone with him and they all nodded, giving me privacy. I looked down and moved his hood away from his face. "Kenny, why did you do this? I thought you were so happy, me and you fighting along side each other, taking out the bad people in the city. You were happy, cute, nice, and adorable even when you were starring at my boobs or my butt, like the perv you were. I loved you even when you locked me in my room and stood guard outside my window, not wanting me to get hurt. I love you Kenny, I hope you knew that.." I whispered to his dead body.
I leaned down and kissed his hand, wishing he could hear me. I leaned back, sobbing at this point. Kenny kept me from being a loner and always made me smile. He took me in his arms and brought me into his group me. I stayed in my crying position until, I felt a large hand fall on my shoulder and I looked up to see Stan.
"C'mon, <y/n>.. We're taking you home.." He spoke quietly and tried to help me stand.
I lost it. I started kicking and screaming. "Kenny! Stan, please! Let me stay with Kenny! I can't leave him, I love him, please Stan!"
He sighed and pulled me towards the stairs, "The cops are on their way, <y/n>. Everything will be okay, you understand?" I started to give up on fighting and eventually wrapped myself into Stan. He helped me up the stairs and walked me to my house.
Once he made sure I was inside and checked on my sister for me, he put me into bed. "It'll be okay, Kenny clearly wanted to be gone and I'm sure he's happy. I nodded as he pulled the covers up. He sighed and left my house, heading back to Cartman's so he could talk to the cops.
I didn't sleep that night. I hugged a picture of Kenny, listened to his voice mails, and cried. When it was finally time for school the next morning, I dragged myself out of bed and didn't even bother to fix my hair, put on any makeup. I threw on a pair of old sweatpants, an over-sized shirt, and the same red hoodie from last night.
I started to leave for the bus stop and when I got closer, I noticed a familiar orange parka. I stopped dead in my tracks, dropped my backpack and sprinted towards the coat. The boys were all standing in their respective spots. Stan, Kenny, Kyle, and Cartman, standing their and joking around.
I started at Kenny, my eyes wide.
"Holy shit, you look fucking horrible, <y/n>!" Cartman laughed and I threw a punch, hitting him straight in the gut, not taking my eyes off Kenny. "What the fuck?!"
"Kenny? You died. You fucking shot yourself last night. I cried over you! Y-you fucking shot yourself, how the fuck are you-." Stan cut me off.
"Uh, <y/n>? What are you taking about? Last night we were on patrol and you had to go home.." Kenny nodded along with Stan, but the blonde grabbed my hand and started to drag me towards my backpack.
"How the hell do you remember?" He whisper-yelled at me, pulling his hood off.
I started to grab my bag, "No, a better question is, why are you alive?!" I said in the same tone as him.
"Did anyone tell you what I said before I shot myself?" He asked, grabbing my shoulders.
I racked my brain but remembered quickly. "You.. you can't die... and no one remembers.." I stared at him, "You can't die. But.. why do I remember.."
He dropped his hood and gave me a toothy grin, "I don't know and I don't care! Someone remembers!" I jumped up and cheered for a second before grabbing my face and planting a kiss on me.
I widened my eyes but kissed back, closing them. We kissed for a few more seconds before he pulled back. "Its a crazy coincidence that the girl I love remembers!" He jumped up again and I looked shocked.
"You remember! You actually remember!" He hugged me tightly and I hugged back.
"I remember!" I cheered along with him.
He pulled back and gave me a serious look. "I really do love you though, at least the girl I love remembers!"
I smiled at him, "Kenny, I love you too, you don't even understand how hard I was crying over your body."
He planted another kiss on my lips and smiled. He put on his Mysterion voice, "Baby Sword, would you be my partner in crime?"
I nodded quickly, "Of course I would Mysterion. I'll know the shove you forward If I need to use a human shield." He chuckled and kissed me quickly before dragging me back up to our friends, my hand in his.
