Starstrucked
Moving In, Moving Out
Kenny woke up to the sound of some noisy lawn mower, he groaned as he scratched his head trying to regain some senses in his pre awakenings. He grabbed his phone just to check the time, and BAM 11am. Immediately Kenny panicked as how late he woke up and went straight when to the bathroom for some shower and shit
While bathing, he was distracted by the sound of his phone ringing; he immediately rushed out to answer the call.
"H-hello?" Kenny ran back in the shower room to avoid having a wet floor waiting for the other line to reply.
"Ahh Ken dear, mom left the keys in under the carpet like always back in your schooling years, you know, just in case you wanna move your stuffs right over." His mom said cheerfully with the busy noise in the backdrop. Kenny politely go on the conversation with practically agreeing with everything his mother told him, locking his phone right after to continue bathing.
Just as he was about to exit the showers, his phone rang again from the bathroom counter, "jeez can't this day just gimme a rest," Kenny whined while pressing the answer button.
"You know, I'm surprised you never changed your number AT ALL," the voice said monotone all the way. Kenny blinked then pulled over his phone to see whose calling. CRAIG T. Kenny sighed.
"Whaddaya want from me?" Kenny said putting on he could change his clothes easily.
"You know what I want, we talked about it…" Kenny felt a smirk behind Craig's tone.
"Ohya, saw Damien last night, minutes before you left, he came in. Asked if you were round' town," Craig said sounding a little more serious.
"Did he say why?" Kenny asked while walking towards his luggage to get his hair spray.
"No. Just said that Tweek's café had not enough anti-christ elements to it and it makes him not welcome," Kenny smiled widely as he could imagine Craig's face being offended by the remarks.
"Craig hun– we're out of Luwak Coffee Beans. We need to restock soon." A squeaky voice was heard from the phone. "OK!"
"Craig hun now huh?"Kenny said teasingly while smirking as adjusted his outfit to make sure he looked cool.
"Shuddup," Craig said sounding pissed, but everyone knows he's really red behind the line.
"Oh ya –," before Kenny could finished his sentence, the phone was hung up. Kenny went to his phone to see the problem, "hmm, probably line was cut or something," Kenny said mentally.
He looked back at the mirror and adjusted it again…so you know, the outfit would look flawless. He was wearing a turtle neck sleeveless shirt, some leather jacket to give it a little edge, a rugged jean and some good ol' classic leather shoes. "Damn, I gotta thank Lisa for that outfit tutoring." Kenny said as he remembered his stylist Lisa, who would frequently nagged about whatever he wore all the time. Kenny packed everything, literally every single thing he owned into his luggage before he made his way up to tell Pat that he's moving out.
"WHAT!?" was Pat's reaction as he chewed on some cheesy nachos at the door.
"I forgot to tell you about it last night," Kenny said apologetically.
"And you choose the moment to move out to tell me about it," Pat said taking another bite on the nachos.
"Yeah," Kenny said plainly.
"Ha alright, I'll do all the sorting outs later on," Pat said biding him goodbye.
Kenny went down to say goodbye to Mr. Victor in his room. But surprisingly he wasn't in since no one was answering the knocking and the calling from the door.
"Ah, if you're looking for him, he's at the yard. Watching the mowers work." A voice sounding Hispanic said behind him. Kenny turned to see a brunette lady washing the pool tiles.
"You must be Felicia," Kenny said remembering her name, but not the person.
"Yes, that his my name," she said scrubbing the tiles making them shine.
"So, you're working early than 1pm," Kenny said trying to a little sarcastic.
"Well, my show ended yesterday. I'm waiting for another show, it's on 9pm now," She said finally looking up at Kenny, the shooed him away saying that she wanted to scrub it clean before 8pm. Kenny left politely.
Kenny walked to the yard to find Mr Victor paying the mowers and praising the clean yard.
"Hey Mr Victor," Kenny called out and waved.
"Hey Kenny!" Mr Victor sounded really happy then walked closer to Kenny. "So, whaddaya think, beauty ain't it?" He asked motioning his hands to the yard.
"Great to see some changes," Kenny said smiling.
"I'm gonna make this motel shine like it used to. Heck, bet everyone's gonna be happy!" Mr Victor said merrily then clapped his hands in delight.
"Sure they will," Kenny said as he looked around the yard.
"Say, you're all dressed up, where you heading?" Mr Victor asked as he looked at Kenny's outfit.
"Oh right, I just wanna thank you for the room. I'm gonna leave now, not the crew, only me. I'm staying at my parent's for a while." Kenny said
"Ohh you don't have'ta thank me for that," Mr. Victor said while slapping Kenny's back hard.
"Oh and, I was wondering if I could borrow your car –,"
"Just use it! As long as she's home when you're gone." Mr Victor said smiling big at Kenny. Kenny thanked him again, and earned himself another hard slap on his back.
(LINE BREAKER)
Kenny took a big breath before heading in the Tweek Bros, only to be greeted by Tweek at the counter.
"K-k-kenny, ummm. Butter's right over there," Tweek spited out with a nervous crack here and there. He pointed the cube at the furthest corner of the coffee house then ran in the office.
"Wonder what's his problem?" Kenny said looking back at Tweek's weird gestures and stuffs.
Kenny took a quick glance at his phone to see the time, 1,45pm; Butters must be pissed to wait this long. Kenny quickly walked over.
It wasn't too hard to spot a certain blondie, besides Tweek who've just got out of the office looking somewhat odd. Kenny stopped at the side of the cube.
"Butters?" Baby blue eyes immediately turned to see Kenny, Kenny missed looking at them so, so much.
"K-kenny!" Butters got up and Kenny smiled gazing down at those eyes once more, then being hugged tightly by little arms.
"I miss you!" Butter said and suddenly starting getting all teary. Kenny comforted him while bringing him to sit down, just to avoid getting stared at.
(LINE BREAKER)
"HOW COULD YOU LEAVE WITHOUT SAYING GOODBYE!" Butters was clearly upset over what happened few years ago. Kenny smiled just looking at him pouting.
"Butters, you know…" Kenny stopped embarrassed all of a sudden when he realised that Butters was turned to look at him with his huge baby blue eyes again. Kenny gulped and left his mouth opened.
"Hmm?" Butters hummed just when Kenny suddenly stopped talking, he then took out the menu from the menu case at the end of the table then brought it closer to Kenny, signalling him to order up. Kenny flipped the menu trying to find excitement in its classic looking style…probably Craig idea in looking more professional.
"You can find lots of cakes at the back," Butters said as he smiled widely to Kenny, unaware that he was getting closer to him. Kenny flustered then continued to focus on the menu. "Gawd, Butters is such a tease," Kenny screamed mentally trying to regain himself and not the 'retired' perverted self. Butters in fact was just wondering why Kenny was fidgeting when reading the menu. He titled his head to the side a little.
"So, where's the waiter?" Kenny asked finally looking up around for any sight of them.
"Umm, we could wave at them or snap. Somehow the workers here are kinda slacking. Poor Tweek trying to keep things together," Butters said as he kneeled on the cubicle cushion trying to spot any waiters. After a while, someone finally made an effort to make an appearance and took out a notepad and pen.
"Orders sir?" his rough husky voice made it a little hard to understand, but it didn't matter. Kenny glanced at Butters, silently asking if he wants anything; only earning himself a shake and a little gentle smile.
"One black coffee, and a chocolate cake," Kenny ordered trying to look serious and professional, but his one sided smile gave the cover away.
"Anything else?" the waiter asked looking like he wanted to walk off quickly.
"Nope, thanks," Kenny said and put the menu back to the case. Butters giggled a little when Kenny shifted over, closer to him.
So they continued their conversation about anything that comes to mind, forgetting about the coffee and cake that came a while ago. A long chat with Butters never seem to get bored or nuisance to Kenny, in fact he just loved having him all worked up with his cute giggles and dimple smiles and of course, his loving stories. Kenny was all ears and eyes for him.
"Say Ken, aren't the media gonna find you or something?" Butters asked as he finally stopped talking about "his" stories. Kenny expression changed.
"Hopefully no, I hate when they track me down. I need some privacy," Kenny drank his coffee and looked straight-sterned. Butter then felt guilty for bring up the topic and pinched himself on the hand. Kenny turned to see the suddenly gloomy face then smiled at him, and then looked around to check on the time.
"Shit, it's 5pm already?" Kenny hissed, and remembered that he was moving in to his parent's for the day, week, for as long as he is in South Park. Butters tugged his sleeves, Kenny turned to face him.
"Kenny, I-I would really like if we could have a-another c-c-chat someday," Butters said looking downwards, probably embarrassed. Kenny grinned.
"Sure, just call," Butters looked up to see Kenny's face the blushed beet red.
"O-ok," Butters said softly and shyly. "He's so cute," Kenny said in his mind then he felt his heart skipped a beat, and his face growing red.
(LINE BREAKER)
Kenny insisted Butters to take a ride with him but Butters declined saying that he was driving too. So they both bided each other farewells then parted to opposite directions. Kenny drove straight to his parent's and parked his car on the grassy area, not wanting to block the garage entrance. He dragged his luggage behind him and unlocked the door with the key under the spot his mother told him this morning. Thank gawd he didn't forget where the spot was.
As usual, the house was still empty, no one's home yet. Kenny went straight upstairs and placed his luggage in the middle of his long-missed bedroom. His bedroom was still the same, only it had been tidied up and repainted orange. His desk at the corner had been replaced with the broken one he used to have, so as the broken window and the broken wardrobe door…which was bought second-hand anyways. His bedspread must have been washed again, since it looked new and fresh. Other than that, everything was in place, including the "secret" things too. Kenny then when down just to switch on the lights in the house, then when upstairs again to have a moment in his bedroom.
"Hey I remember these," Kenny said as he rummaged through his belongings in a cardboard box next to his desk, sitting in the "a little" dusty corner. In the box as a pair of grey sock; still looking new, an inexpensive looking toy ship, a box of 24 set Crayola, and some other cards and random items that Kenny didn't dug out of a look. The memories flashed back during their time in elementary school. It was his birthday and the teacher made everyone made something special for Kenny, since he was known as the poorest kid in town with a good-for-nothing parent. Everyone made lovely cards for Kenny, and the teacher put them all in that cardboard box. Kenny was really happy, but he just didn't show it to anyone. The next day, Stan gave Kenny his grey socks because he thought that Kenny didn't like his card that he made for him. Kyle gave him his toy ship because he said Kenny didn't have any toy to play with, and he sneaked it out of his house. And sweet little Butters gave Kenny his Crayola set because he thought that Kenny needed it more than he did. Kenny silently accepted their gifts then straight away put them in the cardboard box when he arrived home after that day. Since then, the box was never opened, till now. Kenny flipped through some of the cards just to have a little excitement, "wow, we do have shitty handwritings in elementary," he wowed in amazed, trying to figure out what the card wrote. And it wasn't a surprise since the sender was Clyde, and his handwritings are still horrible to read.
**KNOCK KNOCK**
Kenny blinked then tore his eye away from the card, did he just heard–
**KNOCK KNOCK**
Who could that be?
Munkii is back!
Hey everyone, hope you like it so far. Will have to be patient for update tho.
I ran out of ideas how to end it, and am thinking how to intro Damien inside. Hahaha so cliffhanger.
Kenny, Butters needs more love!
Please do reviews/comments, I'll reply them on the next chapter. (AND, why am I not getting any REVIEWS/COMMENTS lately)
Anyways, STAY TUNED FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER.