Stay: Duet

Kenny hadn't died in a while. Deana came over to Stan's house, when it was game night for the boys. Stan opened the door, and gasped.

"Cartman!" he shouted. "It's your replacement." He said bitterly. "Get your shit, and go." He teased.

"Ay! Shut your Goth mouth, you pussy!" Cartman shouted as he threw the mic down, and headed over to where Stan was, holding open the door.

"Who are you looking for, slut?" Cartman asked.

"Shut the hell up!" Stan said elbowing him out of the way. "He's just a little rude. How can I help you?" Stan asked smiling at her.

"It's Damien." Deana said softly as she showed Stan the cross. "Can I hang out with you guys?" she asked.

"Holy shit, dude!" Stan shouted as he let the girl in. "Is this what pleases Kenny?" he asked grinning.

"No!" Kenny shouted as Deana came in. "What are you doing here?" he asked.

"I came to embarrass you." She said grinning.

"Good." Kyle said smiling. "It's Kenny's turn to sing, and we want to see someone other than ourselves make fools of themselves." He said as he pushed Kenny into Deana's arms.

Deana and Kenny stood there, crowded into the mic. Cartman was taking snap shots, with his phone. Kenny flipped off his camera, and Cartman gave him a grin. Deana picked a song.

"Hey!" Kenny shouted. "I don't have inspiration right now!" he shouted as he heard the piano start up.

"It's okay. You'll get it sooner or later." Deana said as she flipped her long hair back.

"All along there was a blondie. A cold sweat, hot headed, cursed blondie. He threw his hands in the air, and said show me something. I said, if you dare, come a little closer. Round and around, and around, and around he goes. Oh, now tell me now tell me now tell me now you know. Not really sure how to feel about it. Something in the way he moves, makes me feel like I can't do without him, and I'm sure he knows he's gay. I know that you're gay!"

Everyone was laughing hysterically. Damien relinquished the mic to Kenny, and Kenny, with a red face, took up the next verse.

"It's not much of a life I'm living. It's not just something I took, it was given. Round and around and around and around I go. Oh, now tell me now tell me now tell me now I know. Not really sure how to feel about it, something in the way you move. Makes me feel like I can't do without you, and I'm pretty sure I'm not gay. I think I'm not gay!"

Both of the teens started singing. Damien had to read Kenny's mind, in order for them to sing this part, together, word for word. "Oooooooo! The reason I hold on. Oooooooo! Cuz I need this curse gone. Funny you're the Hellion, and not the only one who needed saving. Cuz when you never feel the fight, it's hard to know which one the curse is failing. Not really sure how to feel about it. Something in the way you move. Makes me feel like I can't live without you, and it makes me think I'll stay. I want you to stay! Stay! I want you to stay."

The boys all had tears in their eyes as they watched Kenny and his new friend standing there, singing. There wasn't a dry eye in the house. They didn't even comment on how that song made no sense, what so ever. It was nice to see some display of emotion for once, other than the usual funny displays that took up time in Stan's life. He smiled as the couple drew to the end of the song. He loved the sound of Kenny's alto blending with Deana's's pixie soprano. They made a perfect blend as they held the sad notes of the melody at the end verse. Cartman got up when it was over, flipped Deana off, and walked off to the bathroom. There was a loud sob, and a nose blowing sound.

"Way to go, Kenny." Kyle said as he too wiped tears from his eyes. "You made us cry."