Jamie Stevens-McCormick

A/N: Good evening, Stormtroopers! Computerman275 reporting and we're landing for a preview of the new story I'm going to work on.

Troopers, I will be making this to signify a chapter I enjoyed thinking of while this story was still being kept In idea land. This story will include different universes, a faculty that wants what to be what, and even a human being in South Park.

The preview of this story will be the only thing I will write for the story until the month of June, where I will write the prologue and then the rest of the story, especially with this leading up to the preview.

Anyway, enough of that, let's begin!

Disclaimer: Put it simply, I don't own South Park. Never have, never will. The only thing I do own is Jamie McCormick, but nothing else besides the idea. This will be the only time you can find the disclaimer, so if you want to know where it is, go here.

Friday, South Park Elementary, recess, 1:15pm….

At the wall of the school, Kenny was sitting against it quietly, watching Bebe Stevens at the seesaw talking with some of her friends, who laughed at whatever she was saying to them. She seemed to be totally fine, even though he was not. He was sitting by himself since he asked his friends to leave him alone for the day. The loneliness was quite saddening to him, he wasn't even doing anything but standing and laying next to the wall. But then, what else could he do? He felt motionless, sick to his stomach; the kind of sickness he felt when he was in Hell's Pass Hospital. It was unbearable, and yet couldn't be removed. The only difference between that time and now was that he had to get rid of it.

Kenny took a deep breath, as he put his fist onto the bridge of his nose. "You need her help, Ken. You can't do this alone." Although Kenny really didn't want to, he knew that she would help him on what he needed. It had been two weeks since Mr. Mackey revealed to him that Jamie was his half-brother. He spent that time just trying to be with his friends, trying to forget all about that. It was really hard for him to do, the image of Jamie would just randomly pop into his head, sometimes even the time he just wanted to sleep. It wasn't until Wednesday of the second week did he break down and reveal what was bothering him over those days. He felt really upset to admit it, but he also felt pleased that he could finally get it off his chest.

To his big surprise, his friends were very supportive. (Not so much from Cartman, though.) "Kenny, Jamie may have beat you up, and caused a lot of damage, but I think you should tell him the truth. Keeping it a secret will only hurt both you and him." Kyle told him. "Yeah, it will only worsen if time passes Kenny. Just be honest and tell him." Stan said. Kyle and Stan, although they weren't keen on Jamie either, knew that keeping something as big as having a half-brother would be a huge problem for Kenny as the time passed, especially if crime soon became involved with it.

This wasn't the same however with Cartman. "Let the asshole suffer, Kenny! He doesn't deserve the kindness you have for everybody." He retorted.

"You didn't like it when you had an enemy of yours revealed to be your half-brother either, fatass!" Kyle snapped.

"Well at least he won't ever live with me, Jew!" Cartman fired back.

Kenny simply walked away after the arguments between the two started again. He didn't want to deal with them after something big just got landed in front of him.

Now, here he was, standing next to the wall, looking as other kids were playing football; swinging, or using the fake animal rides attached to the bottom of the ground. Those kids were having fun, but he was not. "Come on, Ken. Just go up to her and talk. Her brother won't be around to stop you." His mind told him.

("OUR brother.") Kenny told himself. He looked at the ground, fearing for the worst to happen and to be looking at utter failure. He moved his head back up, and started walking towards Bebe and the other two girls.

"And then my mom was like, 'Honey, can you go get my slippers? They're two steps away from me.'." She joked, making the other two girls (Jenny Simon and Annie) laugh. They joked about how dumb their parents were every once and a while, mainly because of how stupid they make something look. Annie stopped giggling when she noticed Kenny walking up to them, and she slapped Bebe's left arm to get her attention.

"What?" Bebe rushed. Annie pointed to Kenny, who now reached the girls attention.

("Hey, Bebe, can I talk to you?") Kenny croaked.

Upon the look of her two girlfriends, who gave her a 'go ahead' look, she agreed and they walked towards the empty part where the brick wall had nothing near.

("Bebe, I need your help.") He spoke quickly.

"Why?" she asked.

Kenny took a deep breath, then continued. ("Two weeks ago…..Mr. Mackey…r-revealed something to me I didn't know about.") He wasn't sure what she would say and he did genuinely need to someone to discuss this. He was trying his hardest to not scare her or piss her off before he could seek her help.

She nodded, showing that she was understanding what he was saying. He took his eyes off of her and started tapping his fingers except for his thumb on his palms, doing what he could to keep his nerves under control.

("The thing is….this is about Jamie.")

"What about him? Don't you want nothing to do with him?" she asked suspiciously.

("Let me finish.") He said in the most calm voice he could muster. ("The thing is….Mr. Stevens isn't Jamie's dad. Like, he is. You know, raising him and teaching him on how to be a man and all that, but not make him, if you get me.")

"Like a stepfather." Bebe confirmed concerned, reaching out and touching Kenny's hand. He cleared his throat and raised his eyes at the playground to check if the coast was still clear till they had to go back inside. Recess should be over in just 5 minutes, so he had to make this quick, or he'll have to wait until next week, just having to avoid the Stevens house, to not tell Jamie about his parentage.

And cause his anger to reach his climax to him exploding into bits, literally.

("Yes.") He choked, trying his hardest to not sound different.

"Well, who's his dad, then?" She asked, knowing this topic was beginning to traumatize him more than his own parents beating him.

He looked down at the snow-covered ground, squeezing his eyes and taking another deep breath before he spoke.

("Stuart.")

Bebe immediately felt like she was stabbed in the back of her head.

"Stuart as in…your dad?"

("Yeah.") He choked, sounding frustrated, angry and scared, almost feeling out of breath. He ripped the top of his parka off, revealing his messy blonde hair and cute looking face.

Although she couldn't help but look at Kenny's wonderful looks, Bebe felt her heart sink as she learned how much harder this made not only for him, but for her. This all made sense now, so that was why Jamie told her that he didn't think dad wasn't his dad, because he wasn't his real one at all. Now, not only did she have a brother, who was only related to her by half, but also the brother of the boy he had beaten hardly two weeks ago.

Kenny gently took her hand and gave it a squeeze, causing her to look up at him, their eyes locking.

"Bebe, I need your help. I can't go out and tell him that he's my baby bro. All he'll do is think I'm trying to fuck with him, and walk away, if not beat the shit out of me." He said, almost panicking to death.

Bebe continued to look at the boy that was squeezing her hand as she thought. This was very complex for her, she now had to take in that Jamie was only her brother through their mom, and only through her mother, nobody else. Nobody else could prove them related in any way.

Finally, after 30 seconds, (Although to Kenny, it felt like 20 minutes.) she finally responded. "Kenny, if this was anything besides this serious talk about Jamie, I would want nothing to do with it. But because this is something that's very hard on both of us, I will indeed help you. You must however listen to me very carefully."

Kenny felt his heart slowly reliving as Bebe had granted his request on assistance, although he felt it still having a very fast pace as he now had to deal with yet more things on what to do with Jamie. He decided to keep quiet and listen, releasing her hand in the process.

"You'll need to do the phases. Serious, disobey, and embrace. You need to be 100% serious when you tell Jamie about what you were told by Mr. Mackey, that means you can't smile, laugh, or show any face that could show to the contrary. If you do, Jamie will get angry and he will indeed attack you, perhaps even killing you since he didn't do it before. I'll make sure to accompany you and help when you do this, mainly since he trusts me more than he does you." Bebe shrugged after she said this since it would be very obvious to Kenny that Jamie would despise him with all of his being. "After you tell Jamie the truth, he might look at the floor as he has often wondered of his true parentage. He'll look back up and tell you to stay back or he'll attack you. Don't obey his commands, if you walk away, Jamie will forget all about this and pretend nothing had happened, thus shattering the whole point of talking to him. Stand where you are, and he'll just attack you. If you want to want to show that you love and want him, not just for him to know, you have to slowly walk up to him, and embrace him. And while you do embrace him, or even before, touch him gently. Jamie has only revealed this to me, but he loves the feel of a gentle touch. It relaxes him, makes him feel loved, and allows him to think of positive images. The timing for how long you must keep that touch won't be determined, especially since you had a bad history with him. Just make sure that you keep your touch on him gentle, not hard, not casual, gentle. Only let go of him when he asks you to stop, because then it might show he's finally calmed down, but only listen after he finally stops screaming."

Kenny, although his teeth were slowly chattering at the information that Bebe gave him, nodded. He pulled his hoodie back onto his head, seeing only slight disappointment in Bebe's eyes, although she was certain she would see it later, that wasn't the focus at hand.

("Alright, so what happens if I get something wrong?")

Bebe just looked down at the ground. "Then any future effort to improve your relationship with Jamie will fade away, and may never be passed." She said softly.

("And what happens if I get everything right?")

Bebe looked up and giggled. "Who knows? Perhaps you'll become one of the few people on Earth who can tame him or shut him up."

Kenny smiled for the first time that day. It really felt great to get help, and to have something silly bring some stress away from him. But just before he left to spend the last minute of recess to himself, he asked one more question. ("Can I do it today?")

Bebe widened her eyes in surprise. He wanted to do it today? "Today? Well…." She began. This was really feeling even more insane for her, since it was like jumping to the very first wagon that was stocked full of sweets. "Sometimes I think that dad just isn't my dad." She remembered her brother saying. She remembered how unhappy he felt at the table at times whenever her father spoke of something such as when he spoke of his new improved car. She saw him trying to look happy, yet something in his gut told him something that just seemed to crush his heart. It really hurt her to see her baby brother feel upset that he wanted to like the good things their father was doing, yet all it ended up coming out as just denial and not happy for him overall. She kept on trying her hardest to help her brother out through this whole thing, and yet her efforts went nowhere at all. All she wanted to do was make him genuinely happy, but because of that one feeling, he couldn't be happy. It just brought a horrible feeling to her stomach because of how he felt towards their father, and still behaving the same way even after all this time.

Unbeknownst to Bebe, Kenny was patiently watching her, although his eyes every once and a while peaked at his left to see if the lady would dismiss them and make them go back inside. He also seemed to be slightly less shaky, instead being more straight and calm as time passed. Kenny's face was rather neutral, although she could see a smile form onto his face as he found the answer judging from her look at him. What caught him off guard though was that he saw a tear fall down Bebe's cheek. She blinked and their eyes locked again. "Yes," she said hoarsely, "Jamie usually doesn't do much on weekends except play video games on his PC." She wiped her tear away and became serious, "But, you can only go because I trust you, and I think telling him will cause a big pain to be removed from the two of you. Perhaps even for me also." She sniffed.

Kenny smiled again, genuinely happy that he now had the full support of someone Jamie knew to help him get Jamie to know the truth. He thought for a minute on what to say. He finally found it and looked at Bebe again since he broke eye contact while he thought. ("Thanks dude, you're a great friend.") Bebe gave a small smile. That was when they heard a whistle.

Same day, 3:30pm, Stevens Residence….

Kenny took a deep breath as he stepped in front of the door. This was it, he now could finally remove the pillar of fear and guilt he had grew over the course of two weeks. Now, he could finally go in there and tell Jamie the truth with no strings attached. Well, perhaps one, but not one that would inflict any pain. He had already told his friends that he would be visiting the house, they told him good luck, except for Cartman as usual, and went into the Basketball court in the playground.

He smiled to himself, somewhat cheered up that he could finally make something work between him and Jamie after that whole feud he had started because of looks and grades. Without further ado, he knocked on the door. He waited for only a few moments until Bebe answered the door.

"Oh, hey Ken," she greeted him before she looked up at the stairway, then back at him, "ready?"

Kenny just nodded 'Boy, am I ever.', he thought to himself, and he let himself in. Bebe closed the door behind him quietly. Kenny looked around the house, noticing not much about Jamie present down here, although that may be because there weren't many pictures being shown. It made him remember his own house, how they never had any pictures of the family hanging on the wall. The whole thought made Kenny grow some nervousness in his system, but he knew he had to be serious, he had a younger brother to talk to.

"Come." He heard Bebe say, "His bedroom is the first door on the right."

Almost instinctively, Kenny rushed up the stairs, waiting a bit impatiently as Bebe giggled, before she walked up as well. His heart beat went quick as he did this entire process, wanting this task to be done and over with.

"Remember what I said?" she asked.

Kenny nodded belligerently, although not in an excited way. Bebe smiled, and patted his shoulder, reassuring him it will be alright. She turned her attention to the door, and knocked.

"What?" an annoyed voice yelled at the door, obviously being very busy in some sort of activity.

"Jamie, it's Bebe. You have a visitor." She spoke in a soft, reassuring voice, although Kenny could see she didn't like the way he was talking to her.

"Wait a minute." They heard, their hearts nervously beating as they waited only for a few moments until they heard the voice again. "Okay, come on in."

Bebe opened the door, and both she and Kenny walked in the unsurprisingly dark room. This was called unsurprising since there were multiple times she and her mother entered his bedroom to find it almost pitch black, with the only light being emitted from Jamie's monitor as he blasted various things on his screen or whatever game he played on his PC. She instinctively went to her left and flicked the light switch on.

Jamie turned his computer chair to his right and hopped off. "So, what is it you want to talk about?" he brushed anything that looked like dirt or saliva off his shirt sleeves. He was dressed in a short-sleeved t-shirt that had 'The Walking Dead' logo imprinted onto it with Daryl's face on it, although with sweat pants. He still wore his blue thick-rimmed glasses and his cowlick blonde hair was only slightly messy.

"The truth." Bebe gulped, her hand being placed onto her hip. "We thought there was something you should know." Jamie finished checking his clothing to see if there was any dirt on them, or even crumbs, and turned his attention to the two, instantly annoyed by Kenny's presence.

"And what would that something be?!" he snapped. He was quite surprised about his outburst, but it was too late. He already had a bad history with Kenny, he most certainly was NOT going back there again.

Kenny deep down became scared. 'Oh, shit.' He thought to himself. But despite his fear, he didn't show it. He needed to be brave so his brother could understand and listen.

("Dude, it's alright, it's okay. I don't want any trouble.") Kenny began, giving a calm and sincere voice, showing up his hands in a warding motion, the motion only fanning Jamie's anger.

Jamie turned angrily at Bebe. "What did he say?" he barked.

Bebe nodded, understanding that Jamie was pretty much the only boy who couldn't understand what Kenny said with his hoodie on. "He said he doesn't want any trouble." She translated.

Jamie turned his attention back to Kenny. "Neither do I, so get out of my house, and never come back." He barked, starting to show a lot of anger.

Kenny took one step forward, ("I will do that. But I need to tell you the truth first.")

"He said he wants you to know the truth first." Bebe translated for Jamie.

Jamie growled, saliva slowly starting to drip his mouth as his teeth clenched together and his eyes became wider, making him try his hardest to breathe through his nose to have some self-control. "Go ahead." He said.

Kenny took one last deep breath, then started. ("Mr. Mackey revealed to me two weeks ago that you were my half-brother through my father. He was present at Skeeter's bar due to having another argument with Carol and ran out of beer and needed some time out of the house. Your mom was there because Mr. Stevens got annoyed with her stupidity and left the town for a week to get away from her constant annoyance. Sometime there, he met your mom, and they went to your house and had sex. 9 months later, you popped out, but weren't told of your origin.") It took a lot of seriousness, and calmness just to tell all of that without fearing for the worst to happen. It would've fucked Kenny over for life.

"He said that Mr. Mackey revealed to him that you are his half-brother through the same dad, and that your parents were at Skeeter's bar for different reasons, but it lead to them making love in our home, before you came to life 9 months later, but weren't told of the truth." Bebe translated.

Jamie's heart spiked, feeling a burst of anger behind it, making him glare harder at Kenny to cover up whatever crying he felt like he was going to have. "So you're saying you're my brother?"

Kenny nodded. "Ha!" Jamie laughed. "Very funny, Kenny! Go on and tell me it's a prank. Just go on, admit it. You guys decided to say this so he could get back at me two weeks ago." He looked back and forth between the two, noticing that neither of them were breaking into laughter.

("No Jamie, we're not being funny. I myself thought it was a joke until I saw that Mr. Mackey wasn't laughing, and I had to deal with two weeks of fear because of it. But now, I'm here to let you know the truth, as cliché as this sounds. I'm happy to know that you're my baby bro, because now I can try to focus on how I can make the time between the two of us better. We may have started off shitty, but I want to help.")

Bebe and Kenny were both surprised at how eagerly he said it. He meant it. He really did want to help this kid; this kid who beat him horribly in recess; this kid he caused a feud over; this kid who was, despite all this it started with, his brother.

"He said we're not joking, and he thought it was a joke until he knew it was serious, and spent the last two weeks in fear, but he wanted to let you know. He's happy that he's your brother since he can now try to focus on improving your time with him." Bebe finished, smiling at Kenny on how well done he had completed his speech.

Jamie looked down at the ground, exposing his sad look, feeling like he wanted to cry. Now he knew why he felt like Mr. Stevens wasn't his dad this whole time, it was because he wasn't his real dad. It was kept secret from him this time, but only now did he know. He felt his anger slowly leading into desperation.

("Come here, baby bro.") Kenny said softly.

Upon hearing Kenny's voice, Jamie looked back up angry, and barked, his anger now pouring over him entirely, reaching its climax and his heart picking up the pace at the same moment. He turned around to pick up the middle of his computer chair, holding it as a club to whack Kenny. "STAY BACK, OR I WILL KILL YOU MOTHAFUCKA!"

'Whoa, dude!' Kenny said on the inside, more fear trembling into him as he pulled the strings on his parka hard. He felt his heart pacing very quickly as his blood went cold. Why did he agree to this?

He then remembered what Bebe told him, 'Don't obey, or else he'll not take it seriously. Stand still and he'll attack.' With those words, Kenny's afraid look transformed into a calm look. He released the strings, allowing the parka to return normal. This was his moment, he wasn't going to let this be left up in ruin. Reusing his warding motion, Kenny slowly but surely walked closer to Jamie, closer and closer, until he was close enough to gently put a hand on his wrist.

Upon Kenny touching him, Jamie froze in fear, his anger quickly fading leading into either more fear or else desperation. His eye twitched as his eyes locked onto Kenny. His grip on the chair loosened, and soon enough, it fell out of his hand, and surprisingly on the ground without hurting him. Moments after the chair fell, Jamie lost his balance, and he slipped right onto the floor on his ass, although Kenny quickly reacted, and his hand moved from Jamie's wrist to his arm, and his palm turned into a gentle grip.

Jamie started to hyperventilate and panic as he looked at Kenny, fearing for the worst to come. Kenny however just smiled, and pulled his hoodie down, revealing his face and messy blonde hair to the 9-year old boy. "No! No, stop it! Don't hurt me! Don't turn me into a girl!" he panicked, trying to pull Kenny's grip off of him, although he felt so weak that even a gentle grip was too much for him.

"It's alright, Jamie." Kenny reassured, speaking unmuffled for the younger boy to understand for the first time, "I'm not gonna hurt you."

Bebe looked at the two boys, her fear of Jamie attacking long gone with the chair, but now the fear of Kenny not getting the last thing right. "Kenny" she began.

"Bebe, I've got him." Kenny turned around to his side and replied, slightly annoyed. Kenny gently yanked Jamie's arm, causing the ladder to swing right into the former's chest. Once Jamie was on his chest, Kenny quickly released his grip, and instead gently wrapped his arms around Jamie's back.

A moment after the embrace started, Jamie began screaming loudly, although he didn't try to pry himself away from Kenny. "No stop it, don't do this. No, please don't hurt or change me, I didn't do anything. I just had a piece of bread and made some tea, some iced tea of that." He sounded like he was both screaming and crying in agony at the same time, although he didn't do anything other than screaming. When he looked at Bebe, she smiled, although from the look, Jamie could see it wasn't directed at him. She then walked out of the room, and closed the door. This only caused Jamie to scream even louder, but yet somehow, despite the loud screaming, this DIDN'T kill Kenny or cause any sort of hearing loss.

Jamie then spent the next 30 minutes screaming his head off, even though his body besides his head didn't move a muscle, and then for the next 30 minutes, cried loudly. Even though Kenny wasn't one who could tell feelings, he could feel Jamie slowly relaxing in his embrace as the hour went by. Although the voice for the first 30 minutes was annoying as fuck, this had no effect on Kenny, since he had to listen to his parents argue constantly. All that did was simply help him build tolerance to annoying shit. It really was sad to hear, but just annoying as it passed. When Jamie started crying, he started to think of Karen, who was smaller than the two of them and much more timid than anyone else. Maybe perhaps he could be a guardian angel to both Karen and Jamie, but he would think of that later.

When the hour finally passed, Jamie's cries reduced to whimpering, although in comparison to his previous moments, it was softer. Kenny sighed in relief, the time was finally over.

"Kenny?" Jamie moaned quietly.

"Yes, baby bro?" Kenny whispered, continuing to hold the boy.

"I'm sorry, for everything. I'm sorry for hurting you to the point you could have never wanted to return here again." Jamie could feel more tears coming down from his face, the sadness still being present in his gut.

Kenny could feel himself crying as well, but he tried to keep himself all under control. This was his baby brother, he couldn't let Jamie down. "I'm sorry too, for causing the whole worthless shitty feud, and traumatizing you all because of our shitty fucking parents." He whispered, somewhat saddened, somewhat angrily.

Jamie felt himself sliding down from Kenny's shoulder, till his head touched the middle of Kenny's breast area. He then laid his right hand as well on there. He then felt like whimpering again as more tears came from him and soaked tiny spots of Kenny's parka. "I am here, baby bro. I am here." Jamie heard Kenny slowly whisper, still having his arms around the smaller boy, trying hard to soothe him and make him feel better.

After a long while of silence, while almost made Kenny a bit uncomfortable, Jamie spoke again. "I'm tired, Kenny. Dog tired."

This caught Kenny off guard and he widened his eyes. "Are you gonna take a nap?" he asked quietly.

"I wish I could." Jamie sobbed.

Just before Kenny would release his arms around Jamie, the ladder spoke again. "Can you nap with me, please? I don't want to be alone when I'm trying to rest while having to deal with the fact we are brothers."

This confused Kenny a bit. Should he? Would this make him look gay if he did, deciding to sleep with his baby brother? Would this make the two of them look negative towards people? Kenny remembered that for the first few days of knowledge, he couldn't sleep with the bearing of Jamie being his brother, it was just too much for him for a few days, until he could finally go to sleep.

But he then remembered Karen, goddamn Karen. He would do anything to make her happy, to make sure she was okay and at least out of harm's way. She was the younger sibling that he once had, now he had two.

He made up his mind. If he would try to make Karen happy, he would also try to make Jamie happy. And besides, that's what older brothers were supposed to do.

Kenny turned to his right to see that Jamie's PC had apparently turned off by itself during the hour he had embraced his brother. A cool, but unexpected thing.

"Okay, baby bro, I will." Kenny softly released an arm, while the other arm completely wrapped around Jamie's body. He walked over to the bedroom door wall, and shut the light off. He then turned to see Jamie's bed, before he walked over towards the quilt and covers. He then pulled the two over, then slid onto the bed, gently pulling Jamie with him inside as well. Once they were both inside, Kenny pulled the covers back up. "Rest, baby bro. I'll be here." Kenny whispered into Jamie's ear.

With Kenny's soft voice, and warm puffs of air, Jamie's mind drifted off to sleep….

Kenny then looked up at the window, seeing nothing but quiet times, just quiet times. "Oh well, there'll be another day for crime fighting." He whispered to himself, before he drifted off to sleep as well.

A/N: That concludes one of the chapters I'm making, or else the preview of our story. Before I go, here's a little description of our character, Jamie Stevens McCormick.

Jamie Stevens-McCormick: The main protagonist of the story, and the son of Mrs. Stevens and Stuart McCormick. He has blonde hair in a cowlick, wears glasses, and often is dressed in a dark red jacket with pockets and a dark green scarf. He wears dark green pants and mittens as well, and has black shoes, and sometimes dons a fedora that is old, but fits his head. He's diagnosed with autism, is friendly, and is a very nice individual, although he can get angry if someone pisses him off.

Anyway, stormtroopers, see you next time!

Oh, and by the way:

"-Regular Character Dialogue

'-Quoted or name of Trademark

()-Kenny talking muffled

-Thoughts.