My Hidden Wolf |:| Bunny SP Werewolf Au |:|

3

I had finished my work at City Wok and earned a bit of money and rice. It was late now and I'm walking home. I hope I can get up tomorrow, it's already dark and you can see the moon. Our town never got any city lights so I'm relying mostly on memory.

My thinking is interrupted as I'm pulled into an alley and pinned to a wall. I look at who pinned me and their eyes give off a red glow. They have brown hair and start to speak. "How much sugar did you eat today?" They ask their voice hoarse. I stay quiet not knowing what to say. "Whatever, I'll deal with it later." They say leaning in on my neck. I assume they're going to bite me so I try to push them away. They're hands reach to grab my wrist and push it back.

"Get off, bitch!" I yell and kick their legs but they stay planted. "You whore!" I yell again bracing for a bite. Suddenly their weight is lifted off my body. I look down at the ground to see them in a scuffle with a... furry? The person who knocked them down has animal like ears and a tail.

"Kenny! Run!" The furry yells looking back at me. I get a glimpse of their yellow amber like eyes. They had huge canines that glistened in the moonlight. Their ears, tail and hair a light blonde. That's all I can take in before they're pulled back into the fight. I take their advice running from the alley fight.

"Oh shit..." I mutter under my breath as I sprint home. My legs almost buckle under me. "I am not getting caught up in that roleplay furry shit." I say to myself jokingly, but I'm actually a bit scared from what happened.

Getting home I stop by my door and take a breath, calming myself down. I head to my room and flop on the bed. Wait a minute.

How'd they know my name?

I'm standing at the bus stop, events from last night whirling. Through my mind. Cartman and Kyle are standing next to me. Stan moved away a while ago. Cartman's trying to get Kyle angry.

"You're a fucking jew, you know that?" Cartman snapped at him. I don't think he has anymore insults for Kyle. Especially because nothing had happened for a while.

"Yes, I'm aware of my religion, fatass." Kyle said trying to tolerate this bullshit. They're fighting distracted me from my thought and I'm trying to figure shit out.

"Shut the fuck up Cartman." I say quickly. I now realize that this is only going to make Cartman talk more and I mentally facepalm.

"Oh, who put rats in your bed? Wait, nevermind, I know the answer." Cartman said. Well fuck you too man.

I go back to thinking about last night when the bus comes. Getting on the bus I look around at the seats, scanning for suspects. Not seeing anyone who meets my criteria I sigh and sit in the back.

Looking out the window I saw hills of snow passing by. It was summer but you couldn't tell. It's Colorado, Of course. God I can't tell if last night was a dream a joke or some real thing. I hope it was all a dream. That's the best out of the three. If it was a joke I'd be teased. If it was real... well I don't know. And that scares me.

After school, in which nothing has happened, I was walking home. I already missed the bus from getting detention. I take out my Nokia and slowly and agonizingly start to text Craig. I soon give up and just call him. It goes to voicemail. I call again. He picks up.

"What?" His monotone voice scratchy through my phone speakers.

"Can I come over?" I ask, already heading towards his house.

"Why?"

"Cause I want to."

"No." I get to his house and knock on his door. "Fuck you Kenny. Fuck you." Craig hangs up and the door opens. "Hey."

"Hello darling." I say jokingly. "Wanna give me a kiss?" I point to my cheek. Craig flips me off and walks up the stairs as I follow him.

"What is it Kenny?" He says sounding annoyed.

"Well I ran into a lot of things and well..." I stopped talking trying to gather my words. "Well, we need to talk." He nods and we walk into his room. Craig acts like he doesn't care, but he can still be compassionate. We sat on his bed.

"Ok." He says. "Talk to me."

I run Craig through the events of last night. After I'm finished talking I couldn't read his face. He might have had the teeniest bit of alarm in his eyes. "What did the... biter look like?" He asked.

"Hold on. You believe me?!" I asked shocked.

"Were you lying?"

"Well no-"

"Then what did he look like?"

"He had brown hair."

"Is that it?"

"Well yeah..." I scratched the back of my head. from that explanation anyone who had brown hair is a suspect. "Oh and red eyes." I say hoping that would contribute somehow.

"All vampires have red eyes, stupid!" He says expecting me to know that.

"How do you know?" I ask interrogatively.

"I um... well I was just guessing. Since I don't know anyone with red eyes." He stated.

"Okay well that's all I have then. Unless you're friends with the vampire?" I asked jokingly. He flinched a bit. Weird. "Or maybe the furry?"

"It's not a furry!" He said defensively. This threw me off. I thought he knew nothing as well.

"Wait it's not?" Realization sunk into his face as I said those words. He covered his mouth with his hand and pushed me out the door. He locked his room so now I have no choice but to leave.

Maybe his boyfriend could give me an idea. What if the furry's his boyfriend? I mean they're both blonde. But they sound way different. The furry kind of sounded like Butters. God, thinking sucks.

If I'm going to figure this out I'm going to have to visit my suspects. I don't think this is a dream. It might be a prank but I don't care.

My first stop is Tweek's house.

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A/N holy moly this took long to get out my bad hehe. Anyways I hoped you enjoyed I enjoy writing them so yeah. Bye.