Kenny woke up screaming. He rolled over and fell face first on the floor. "That does it!", his brother exclaimed. "Kevan not everything in life is one giant plot to fuck you in the ass. I've had a really bad day so I'm sorry if I've been having nightmares." Kenny didn't dare tell his brother the truth. That he had just been murdered and had come back from the dead. "Well it sure seems like it," Kevan growled bitterly. "Let me guess your going to keep doing this every night until I have to share a room with Karen again." "No that's not what I'm doing your being fucking paranoid man." Meth and bitterness would do that to a man. Kenny knew from experience.
"Get the fuck back to sleep," Stewart yelled from his room. "It's three o Clock in the fucking morning." Kenny climbed back in his bed.
He couldn't get to sleep. The nightmares had been terrible. He had been forced to relive every single death he had ever suffered. He had awoken only after reliving the latest one. This time he didn't see himself being stabbed, or remember the pain. He only saw Butters face. Twisted with contempt and hatred. Hatred for his false friend and for the world that had dealt him such a bad hand.
Anger bubbled inside the cauldron that was Kenny's heart. He'd been made an honorary Hawaiian. Butters had called him his best friend. But they had grown apart almost immediately after they had gotten back from Hawaii. And now Douchebag was Butter's best friend. And Butters hated Kenny enough to kill him. Well Kenny was damed if he wouldn't return the favor. When he saw that phony sack of crap at school he would fucking beat the crap out of him. And Douchebag too. That kid probably had something to do with this. It wasn't in ether Butters or Chaos's nature to be a murderer. But he could be prompted into violence by others. He had once tried to blow up a hospital at the urging of the Coon. If it could happen before it could happen again.
Even if he wasn't freshly traumatized by his latest death, and the betrayal of someone he had thought of as, if not a friend, than at least a pretty good kid, he still couldn't go back to sleep. He had to much on his mind. Karen, Tammy, the TP bandit, and his murder. It was all to much to think about. He yawned. Too much to think about. Just to much. And he fell into a deep sleep.
He was kissing a grown up Tammy in her Tree Mouse Girl costume. "You know Tree Mouse Girl is a pretty shit name for a superhero." "Well what should I call myself?", she said twirling her hair. "How about…." "Wake up", a voice that wasn't his or Tammy's said. "Wake up Kenny wake up." He could feel his arm moving as he opened his eyes. "Wake up it's time for school." It was his sister Karen. "I'm up I'm up." He rubbed his eyes. "What time is it." "Eight." He leapt out of his bed. "Thanks Karen." He had to be at school at eight thirty. She had given him just enough time to get breakfast and pack his bag. "Thanks Karen." "Your welcome.", she smiled and did a little happy dance. He looked over at the other bed. "Where's Kevin?" "He went out with some friends.", Karen explained. "To school?", Kevin was truent more often than not. "I don't know. I'm just a little girl nobody tells me anything", Karen said, she looked at the ground. "Did he get you up?", Kenny asked his sister. "No I did that myself. Mom and Dad are to stoned to do anything this morning
Oh shit the tape,Kenny thought as he was eating his cereal, and thinking about just what he would do to Butters and Douchebag when he got his hands on them. Kenny rummaged in his closet. That was where stuff usually went after he died. The tape. Where was the tape. Not in the pockets of his Mysterion costume. Not under a pile of dirty socks. It wasn't in his backpack ether. "Oh shit", Kenny said in a whisper. He rummaged some more. "FUCK!", he yelled as he finally realized the awful truth. That the tape that could prove that he died and came back to life. That tape that could end his torment was gone.
"Oh my god I'm so sorry!", Karen yelled, struggling to keep the tears from her eyes. She must have thought she was the object of his anger. "It's not you Karen it's….", he thought of everything that had happened. Over these last few,very weird days. "Something else. Come one I'll walk you to school."
"Kenny I'm scared", Karen said to her brother as they trudged thought the snow. "Why are you scared Karen?", Kenny asked feigning ignorance. No matter what his sister could never find out that he was Mysterion. "Some boys tried to hurt me, don't worry it wasn't too bad,"she said trying to reassure her brother. And Ruby Tucker says I'm a slut and now everyone hates me even more than they already did. And it's all my fault.", she said crying. "Karen your not a slut and none of this is your fault.", Kenny said forcibly. "Yes it is", Karen continued to sob. Kenny put his hand on her shoulder. "Look at me", she looked him in the eyes. "None of this is your fault okay?" " "Okay,"Karen said sounding not at all convinced of her own innocence. Kenny was going to have to have a good long talk with Ruby, and those boys too. After he was done beating the shit out of Butters and Douchebag of course.