Chapter 10

Tools for the Raids

|+| Kenny's Group |+|

Elsewhere in the school's building, Kenny's group had been sneaking through the halls. To Kenny's surprise, most of the halls seemed abandoned. He was actually pleased with this since it meant his group didn't have to worry about being flooded by a sea of panicking students. But the scene around them wasn't all that pleasant. Despite the emptiness in the halls, he could still hear the distant cries of others echoing off the walls. Either from outside or around the corner; which he prayed they were outside since they were about to turn a corner.

With sharpened broom in hand, Kenny raises his other hand to signal Butters and Token into stopping. Carefully, the long-haired blonde peaks around the corner. He emits a sigh of content when seeing this hall was also empty. However, what pleased him more was seeing the wood-shop room not too far down.

"Ok, it's clear" he alerted the other two teens.

Nodding their heads in unison, both followed close behind as Kenny scurried to the wood-shop room.

"Alright..," before entering the room, Kenny pivots his frame to look at Butters, gently resting a hand on the nape of his neck, "Butters, stay by the door and be our look-out, ok?"

Butters was a bit apprehensive, but eventually nodded his head before he was suddenly pulled into a delicate kiss. Cheeks turned into a light shade of rouge before the endearment is cut short. "Ke-Kenny.."

"You'll be fine" he hushed tenderly, "me and Token are here. Just let us know if you spot anything…dead…but walking, ok?" he tried to pathetically joke; however horrible the attempt was. But he soon smiled when the smaller blonde emitted a soft but still audible giggle. Even the African teen scoffed a chuckle, but Kenny was pretty sure that was more towards him rather than his lame joke. Assured that the timid blonde was going to be fine now, Kenny pulled away from the younger teen and began searching the room for decent 'weapons'.

Ambling to where Token had been searching through a random tool-box, which usually contained the majority of the tools, Kenny settled next to the African. The lean yet muscular blonde gave the African teen a light nudge, which apparently spooked the other.

"Jesus McCormick, what?" he huffed, trying to regulate his heart beat.

"So….you and Clyde?" chuckled Kenny, "when that happen?"

Token merely elevated a brow before going back to searching through the box's contents. "What's it to you?"

"Hey, not judging…I just thought, y'know…you and Wendy" he continued on.

"That was just a phase. We started growing apart around Junior High…what put me off I guess, was when she admitted developing another crush on Cartman," Token explained, actually emitting some type of low growl when mentioning 'Cartman'.

Kenny could not keep his azure eyes from widening when he heard this. Who would have thought Wendy Testaburger was a difficult chick to please. 'Well then again…ol' fatass ain't so fat anymore, plus he's as toned as the Hulk,' the blond inwardly snickered. Oh yes, he's heard the girls around school going gaga for the hulking jock least once in a while during lunch. But damn, for the Wendy to want to go back to that? It took Kenny by surprise.

"Well that sucks.." was all the blonde could really say.

Token simply emitted a chuckle before nodding his cornrow styled head in agreement. "Yeah man….kind of hurt, but not too much. After we broke it off, that's when Clyde came over.." he paused for a moment to inhale a breath, "..he wanted to be a friend and 'comfort' me. Then one thing just led to another."

"One thing led to another, huh? Heh, yeah I hear yah," chuckled Kenny. He soon turns his head to steal a glance from the unaware Butters.

Of course, it didn't go unnoticed by Token. After emitting another chuckle, he went back to going through the box before pulling out something that looked like a saw.

"Hey! Electric saw!" he laughed.

"Nice…but, oh," taking the tool, Kenny spun it around to unplug the cord, "its battery operated as well, awesome! Should last us a good while, but let's look for some batteries just in case."

"Gotcha!" replied Token.

For what felt like more than twenty minutes, but was luckily only seven or ten, the boys were able to find an electric saw, a bolt-gun, a crowbar, and some batteries with extra bolts. Unfortunately, Kenny and Token didn't think it was enough to help them get through this.

"Lets' try the automotive room, we might find more stuff there," proposed Kenny. The other two male teens agreed. With a new plan set, the boys gathered what they had already found and quietly made their exit from the wood-shop room. As the boys ambled down the hall, Kenny lifted his arm to glimpse down at his watch.

'Ten minutes…' he soon checked his phone. The blond masculine wore a stressed expression on his face when he noticed neither Cartman, Stan, or Kyle had replied to his text. He only hoped they were alright.

The four of them may have had some hardships in the past, and may have ripped on one another multiple times, but they were still the closest friends. Even if they refused to admit it, they were practically family in the most oddest of way.

"Come on guys…" when Kenny realized he was falling behind the other two, he picked up his pace in order to catch up. He then silently reached out to take Butter's hand into his.

Whoo! Another chapter.

Sorry if it's a bit short, but things are getting better, I promise. ^ ^

Until the next chapter!

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