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Ello, my good people. I'm sorry I was gone for so long. I was busy and I had other things to do, but I wrote bits and pieces of this story when the inspiration struck. ^^' Well, I don't wanna jabber on a lot. WATCH "K", its a kickass anime with beautiful animation and the characters look amazing. Sexy redhead FTW!

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Sixteen and Pregnant

Chapter Eleven: Superhero

"Wendy?"

"Stan?"

Stan raced over to his longtime friend and on again - off again girlfriend. Wendy stood rooted in her spot, Token beside her, his eyes wide. Stan pulled Kenny along until they were an arm's-length away. He untangled his hand from Kenny's, throwing his arms around Wendy, grinning like a loon. His large belly bounced against Wendy's flat one, she toddled a little regaining her footing moments later. Kenny pulled Stan away when he saw the same panicked look on Wendy's face that appeared on his many times.

"Stanny, please remember not to choke her. We don't want her to die, do we?" Kenny said, amused. Stan stood beside Kenny sheepishly, his grin still in place. He unconsciously rubbed his stomach, his attention still fastened onto Wendy.

"I can't believe you're here, Wendy, we have so much to catch up on. I see that you're dating Token now," he said, happily while Wendy looked distraught. She grabbed Stan's spare arm, grasping it pleadingly.

"Please Stan! I'm sorry, you were ignoring me and I tried to talk to you but you were never around. Token was there and - I never meant to hurt you..." she said hurriedly, she appeared close to tears. Stan stared at her, confused. "Stan, I'm so sorry." She bowed her head, her hair draping over her face like a dark curtain. She sniffed, rubbing her eyes.

"Wendy? Why are you crying? I'm not mad and I'm dating Kenny, so, you're allowed to date. Besides, I think we're better as friends rather than lovers, and as my friend I was wondering if you would like to be godmother!"

"Godmother?"

Karen chose appear in that moment. She waved cheerfully to Token and Wendy, tugging on her brother's hand. "Stan, do you mind if I borrow my brother? Your Mom said to meet a Baby 'R US in twenty minutes," she said charmingly. Stan nodded at the little girl. He pecked Kenny on the cheek before gluing himself to Wendy's side.

Karen hummed as she intertwined her fingers with Kenny's. She swung his and her hands up alike a pendulum. It had been awhile since it was just the two of them. She pushed her way through the many people in the mall until they stopped outside of Build A Bear. She whisked Kenny in, heading over to the first section where you picked up an animal. Lucky for her, the store was virtually empty.

"What in the world? Karen?" Kenny glanced down at his little sister who only smiled at him.

"We're here for the newest McCormick!" Karen said as she ruffled through the many animals wondering which to choose. It had to be important. It had to have meaning, but she didn't want it to be something every kid got when they were born.

"Kenny, stop gawking at me. What's your favorite animal and don't say anything perverted. This is serious." All these stupid animals were generic. Bunnies while cute were stupid. Bears were overrated. Dogs and Cats… her niece would probably have one of those in her lifetime. Ugh, this was harder than she thought.

"Kenny, are you listening - " She stopped. Kenny was staring hard at a black monarch butterfly. Beautiful burnt orange wings striped with black lines and bespectacled with white dots clung to the smiling insect's back. "Kenny?" she said quietly, grabbing the blond's attention. "We've found our bear." Karen wasted no time in digging through the boxes until she found the perfect butterfly.

"Come on, Ken. Stuffing time!" she sang. She skipped down the yellow tiled floors to the next station. There a bored, pimply teenager sat next to the popcorn-looking machine filled with fluffy cotton. Karen wasted no time in handing the limp fabric animal over to him. The teen sighed as he arose from his stool. His shoulders sagged as he trudged closer to the mechanism. 'I hate my job,' was the language that his body clearly spoke, which was a real downer on both of the siblings' mood.

"Hey, go away if you don't want to do this! This is for the newest addition to our family and you're kinda ruining the mood," Karen said bluntly. The teen rolled his eyes, handing the animal to them.

"Whatever," he said. Kenny rested his hand on Karen's shoulder, placating his little sister from doing anything rash. Karen fixed her meanest glare on the teen, which to her amusement made him shift his posture into something more respectable. "Do you guys need any assistance?" he asked, a bit more reputable.

Kenny shook his head and Karen mirrored him, shooing the guy off in a regal manner. "Thank you, dearie," Karen said. She moved over to the contraption fitting the back of the animal form on the other end of the machine. She signaled to Kenny to start the device watching in slight wonder as the whirling began. The fluffy cloud-like items were shifted down into the tube. The butterfly came to life right before their eyes. Karen bounced on the heels of her feet.

"Karen, how fat should this thing be? " Kenny asked.

"Uhh, this should be good," Karen said as she poked the butterfly's plump stomach. Kenny flicked off the cotton and Karen carefully unhooked the stuffed animal. She turned to its hole, wondering how they were supposed to close it up.

"How?" She raised an eyebrow. Kenny chuckled at his baby sister's confusion. He swiped the butterfly from her hands and sealed the hole within a few seconds. He handed it back to her with an impish expression.

"How?" Karen repeated.

Kenny chuckled again. He flicked his sister's small nose lightly, sticking his pink tongue out playfully. "Big brother magic," Kenny teased and Karen couldn't help but giggle. She felt like she was really small again when it was just she and Kenny against the world. Karen tucked the gift under her arm and grabbed onto her brother's hand. She hurried to the outfit section, her eyes growing wide.

These outfits were beautiful and she would eventually give all of these to her niece, but for now she had one idea.

"So, Kenny," Karen started. Her attention shifted to the superhero area and underwear. Thankfully, they were next to each other. "Whatever happened to Mysterion? I haven't seen my favorite superhero in years!" Karen reached up to grab a long purple footie-pajama outfit. She took it off its cardboard hanger, shimming the cloth on the butterfly. She hummed as she continued to assemble the outfit together. She made sure to block her body and the stuffed animal from Kenny's view.

"Kenny," she called as she swiveled her head to view her flustered brother.

"Well, you know, Kare-bear, he's very busy," Kenny attempted to answer.

"Really. I thought he forgot about me," Karen lamented.

"He'd never forget you. He always is thinking about you," Kenny protested. He never noticed when Karen turned to her left to grab a dark cape with an attached hood.

"You only say that because you're my brother. I don't think he cared, I doubt he even loved me," Karen continued on. She scrunched her nose as she stared down at the darkly dress insect. She was missing that little metal spring with the lime-green 'm', but it would have to do until she got Kenny's.

"How could you think that?! I cared and loved you! I stopped being Mysterion when I didn't think you needed me anymore," Kenny said hotly, blushing furiously. Karen grabbed her finished Build-A-Bear in her arms and faced her big brother.

"I love you too, Kenny," Karen said happily. "I always knew you were Mysterion, silly. I figured your daughter needed her own Mysterion!" She presented the monarch butterfly decked out in the superhero outfit.

Kenny took the stuffed animal out of her arms, gently. He inspected it over; perfect, running through his thoughts. He held the gift in his arms in an almost revered manner. "You're the best sister a brother could ask for," Kenny said.

Karen grinned cheekily, determined not to get all sappy. "I know."