No POV
The next day started out just like the day before. Stan, Kyle and Craig showed up at Kenny's house and stood on the porch as they listened to what was going on inside.
It wasn't as bad as the day before but it still didn't sound good.
Stan sighed and looked at the other two with sad eyes.
"We really have to do something about this guys..." he trailed off as the door swung open.
The three looked at the blond who had his hood down and had tears in his eyes. The blond froze when he saw the three teenage boys on his doorstep.
Stan thought he was surprised but noticed the fear in his eyes.
"W-what are you guys doing here?" he asked quietly.
Just then he heard footsteps coming from behind him.
"Close the damn door you worthless shit!" A angry voice yelled.
The three teens outside stood stock still, wide eyed, at the man towering over the tiny blond in front of them. He had a blunt in his mouth, his eyes were squinted with large bags underneath them, and his hair was greasy and tangled.
They noticed the Kenny had froze and didn't move in anyway except for his eyes which were now squeezed shut.
"Who the hell are these guys Kenny?" his father asked harshly.
"T-they are m-my friends d-d-dad," Kenny barely got out.
"Friends? These little shits don't wanna be your friends. Get lost you damn trouble makers!' his father yelled the last part at the three outside.
Stan wanted to punch the man in the face, while Kyle looked like he was going to blow up but the person who spoke was Craig.
"Excuse us, but we would like to walk you son to school. You have no right to tell us not to, and you have no authority to talk to us in such a manner. If you do not like it go take it up with our parents, but I don't think they would trust the one with drugs on him over their own kids," Craig said straight faced.
The older man stared at him dumbfounded. Then with rage, "I'll do whatever the hell I want ta do on my own property, now you boys better leave 'fore I get my gun. And you get out of here too Kenny, but be home right after school, we got some talkin' ta do."
He walked away and Kenny stepped out of the house shutting the door.
The blond had his back to the other three.
"Ken-" "Just... let's just go, okay?" He interrupted.
He turned and walked past them, and they followed reluctantly.
"Dude, since when do you talk like that?" Stan asked his fellow raven.
Craig shrugged, "I speak to adults the way that they speak to me."
Stan shook his head as they walked to school.
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"Kinny c-can I talk with you?" Eric Cartman stood at the blonds locker with everyone watching and whispering about what was going on with the two.
Kenny looked at him with a raised eyebrow suspiciously, "...mfft"
Cartman smiled and motioned for the blond to follow him.
Kyle and Stan stood at their locker watching the blond follow the brunette.
"What do you thinks going on with those two?" Stan asked the redhead.
Kyle looked at him. he hadn't told Stan or Craig what Cartman had told him the day before, "Cartman use to love Kenny that's why he was so mean to him, but now he's saying sorry."
Stan's eyes widened and he glared at the two retreating teens.
"Don't worry," Kyle said as if reading his mind "I don't think anything will happen, at most he'll just become another rival. Hell, Kenny's getting his own harem."
Stan looked at his friend confused, "Whats a harem?"
Kyle shook his head, "Nothing, nothing."
Kennys POV
I followed Cartman to the boys bathroom were he scared off the boys inside so we would have privacy.
I didn't really want to deal with his bullshit right now. I'm still shaken up by what happened this morning.
Why did Craig have to do that? I know he meant well but now all that's gonna happen is I'm gonna get beat more. I didn't want anything happening to them.
I looked at the big teen in front of me.
"Mfft?" I asked. What it would have translated to was, 'what?'
"I- I wanted to say that I"m sorry. For the way I've been treating you. It's not the nicest and I'm sorry.. I just... I was having problems and I took them out on you," Eric said quickly.
Somehow he had been the only person besides my family who could understand me with my parka. It's probably because we were so close in the past.
I raised an eye brow. I pulled my mouth piece down and said the only words that I could say at the moment, "What the fuck?"
He rolled his eyes, "I'm saying sorry you poor piece of shit."
I studied him. He seemed to be sincere which was rare with him, then I smiled.
I didn't notice the red tint in his cheeks as I said, "I'm sorry too. I only was rude because you were."
He smiled and hugged me to my surprise. I yelped in pain. He let go almost as fast as he grabbed me and looked at me with worry in his eyes, "Kinny? Are you okay?"
I smiled making it seem like I was fine, "Yeah, you just surprised me is all."
In reality a large bruise on my arm and stomach were aching.
He didn't seem to believe me but left the topic alone.
I put out my hand, "Friends?"
He smiled softly and took my hand and shook it saying, "Friends."
I smiled back, "great! Just please don't show up at my house every morning like Stan, Craig and Kyle do."
He looked confuse but laughed with me anyway.
It was good to have my old friend back.
