Disclaimer: I do not own South Park.
A/N: This show is pretty disturbing sometimes...and I wrote as short one-sided Kenny X Clyde fic...?!!
He wasn't sure how long he had sat there in the downpour of rain, staring in despair at the unmoving body that laid before him. The puddle of blood at his feet had begun to stain his white sneakers, but he didn't care. It was too difficult to tell whether the streams of water running down his face was due to the rain, or due to his own tears. As he took a breath, his entire body shuddered violently. There was complete silence all around him.
'...Kenny...'
He reached out a hand, and gently caressed the boy's cold, pale cheek. Kenny was well-known throughout South Park for being part of one of the poorest families in town, as well as for his uncanny knack for dying repeatably and coming back to life the day after. No one had ever taken any real notice to it, and they had all grown so used to this remarkable ability that his deaths were treating as an everyday occurrence. For Clyde Donovan, however, it hurt him every time the poor blond boy died. It hurt him deeply.
'It must hurt, having to die like this...almost every day of your life...' Clyde thought, staring at the large punctured holes that covered Kenny's chest. Clyde wanted to weep again, to cry for this unfortunate classmate of his, but he couldn't bring about any tears. It was as if they had all dried up over all the times he had wept for Kenny before in the past.
'What if, one day...you die, and you don't come back? What then, Kenny? What then? What will happen to all of us if you go...? What will happen...to me? What'll happen...to everything we've done together? What will it mean now? Anything? Anything at all?' he wondered, as if expecting an answer.
The rain continued to pour, each droplet erupting like an atom bomb crashing into the ground.
'Kenny...please...come back tomorrow...for me...and then we can trade our Playboy magazines, like you promised...'
With a final hallowed sigh, Clyde ran his fingers over Kenny's eyes, closing them for the final time...until tomorrow.