Kenny and Wendy sat across from each other at a table in Olive Garden eating a salad. Wendy was picking at her salad as Kenny watched her, "I feel bad about doing this."

"Wendy, you just have to think about who you're taking the money from. Olive Garden is a multimillion dollar company, they aren't going to miss the cost of two meals." Kenny said reassuringly.

Wendy let out a sigh, "I guess you're right." She agreed reluctantly.

Kenny smiled, "I'm just trying to make this the most memorable New Year's Eve for you, life's about having fun."

Wendy rolled her eyes as she took a bite of her salad. "Do you really think life is about having fun?"

"What else could it be about?" Kenny asked, taking a bite of his salad. "I mean, life has to be fun or how can you be happy?"

Wendy thought about that as she continued to eat her salad. She didn't reply to him as waiter brought them their food. She looked down at her chicken Alfredo and decided Kenny was right about having fun.

As they ate Kenny stared at Wendy from across the table. He noticed how he hadn't done a good job cutting her hair and wished he could at least even it up a little, though it wasn't too noticeably uneven unless you looked closely. Kenny couldn't help but feel kind of bad for her, it must've been hard to break up with Stan, even if he was an asshole. To him Wendy just seemed like a sad person, she was always busy, that couldn't possibly be enjoyable.

As he was looking at her the waiter appeared behind him. "How is everything?" He asked.

Wendy looked up from her food and Kenny quickly moved his gaze. "Everything's great, thanks."

The waiter smiled, "Are you two on a date? Last date of the year?"

Wendy and Kenny both laughed in unison. "We're just friends." Kenny explained.

"Ohh, I see." The waiter gave Kenny a knowing smile. "I'm glad everything's tasting good." He turned and left.

They were quiet for the rest of the meal. When they were done Kenny looked over at Wendy. "Are you ready for the fun part?" He asked.

"I don't know, maybe we should just pay." Wendy suggested softly.

"Nah, that's no fun. Come on." Kenny stood and extended a hand to Wendy who took it hesitantly. He lead her through the restaurant and to the back where there was another exit. Together the stepped out into the freezing air and made their way back to Kenny's truck.

Once they were inside Kenny started it up so they wouldn't freeze to death. "It's already nine thirty, what should we do next?" Wendy watched as Kenny reached across the truck and turned up the heat then flipped his hood up and pulled the strings.

"How can you just do that?" She asked.

Kenny gave her a confused look. "I'm fucking cold." He muffled to her.

"No, that's not what I meant. I mean you just basically stole from Olive Garden." She gestured vaguely in the direction of the restaurant. "Don't you feel bad at all? I want to go back in and pay them."

Wendy turned for the door an Kenny reached over and grabbed her wrist to stop her. "No, don't do that. This night is about being fun and crazy, not going back in and paying the bill." He explained, muffled by his jacket.

Wendy broke her wrist away from his grasp. "No one can understand you with your hood up." She stated, then she reached over and pulled his hood back down.

It took Kenny a second to process what had just happened. No one had ever just reached over and taken his hood off like that, and admittedly, it was a strange feeling. His jacket was almost like a barrier between him and the outside. Wendy looked at him and then worried she'd crossed a line, she turned away from him and looked down. "Sorry, what did you say?" She asked softly.

Kenny flipped his hood back up and this time he didn't pull the strings. "This night is about being crazy and having fun." He repeated.

"I can't be crazy and have fun at the same time!" Wendy exclaimed, turning back to face him.

"Relax, it'll all be alright." Kenny assured her.

Wendy glanced out the window at the Olive Garden and then slouched. "You're right."

"You know it." Kenny laughed and looked over at her. "What do you want to do next? Skinny dip or smoke?"

"We can't skinny dip, it's like five degrees outside." Wendy pointed out. She couldn't imagine stepping outside with no shoes on because of the cold, let alone get in water butt naked.

Kenny let out a laugh, "Hot tubs." He said simply.

"Where the hell are we going to find a hot tub?" Wendy questioned.

"Well I know for a fact that Randy Marsh is throwing a party for New Years, everyone is there."

"Yeah, so?" Wendy looked out the window. The Olive Garden sign flicked as a couple walked out hand in hand, laughing.

"Well Mr. Mackey is definitely at that party and he has a hot tub. His back gate is always unlocked." Kenny explained, reminiscing on all the times he had sneaked into the backyard with Cartman and Butters.

Wendy hadn't even heard what Kenny had said. She was watching the couple who were now kissing under a light, she let out a soft sigh as she remembered again she had broken up with Stan. She felt so empty and weird, like if almost wasn't real. Wendy remembered she was in a car with Kenny, that didn't seem real either. She glanced over at him, "Sorry, can I ask you something?"

"What is it?" Kenny asked, not phased by her ignoring his comment about the hot tub.

"How do you like being single?" She asked.

Kenny thought for a moment. "Freedom I guess. It's nice to be able to do what you want to do." He said with a shrug. He hadn't had a girlfriend for a long time. Being single was just natural for him. He hadn't let a relationship get any deeper than a booty call, other than that he just hooked up with whoever was around. The idea of a relationship had been warped in his mind. Growing up and watching his parents beat on each other constantly made him realize nothing good could come out of something long term. Everyone in marriages seemed to be unhappy anyways. Kenny wanted to have fun and try to be happy.

"But are, you know, happy?" Wendy questioned.

Kenny thought about that, he turned and looked out the windshield, was he happy? He couldn't say. He thought he was happy. He felt happy whenever he was smoking weed with Craig or fucking so hot person he barely knew, but he didn't know if he maintained the happiness during the rest of his life. "I'm happy enough." He shrugged.

"I'm worried I won't ever be happy." Wendy admitted.

"You don't have to be in a relationship to be happy." Kenny pointed out.

"I know, and I wasn't happy with Stan, it's just- I don't know what I want in this life. I just feel lost and I have no idea what I'm doing." Wendy felt tears prick her eyes but she didn't want to cry in front of Kenny so she held them back.

Kenny looked over at her, he could tell she was on the verge of tears, he had been taking care of Karen for years after all. "That's just what life is. You make a plan, and you think you know what the future's gonna be but it all gets ripped away from you. Sometimes you just have to take a chance and do crazy things. Like dining and dashing for example, or cutting your hair."

Wendy brought her hand up and touched her short hair. "So life's just like this and you can't do anything about it?"

"You're missing the point. Life is shit no matter what you do, but you have to try and make it good. That's why I do all this crazy shit." Kenny explained, he kept his gaze on Wendy. "What have you been doing to make yourself happy?"

Wendy thought about that. For the last year she had been completing with Kyle for better grades, they both wanted to be valedictorian, but there could only be one. On top of that she was the school president and she'd been trying to help Stan throughout it all. "Nothing." She finally came to that conclusion. "I've been working so hard the past year."

"We'll take a day off, and by day I mean take this night off. You can give yourself a break sometimes." Kenny rested a hand on her shoulder.

Wendy turned to look at him. "You're right."

Kenny smiled, "I've been having fun with you tonight."

"Me too." Wendy agreed, smiling softly.

Kenny pulled his hand away. "We've never spent time together."

Wendy laughed, "Yeah, Stan would've flipped his shit if we hung out. He didn't even trust me to be alone with Kyle."

"Which is funny because Kyle is gay." Kenny pointed out.

"He is?!" Wendy asked in surprise. "I had no idea."

"Oh fuck, I probably shouldn't have said anything."

"Bebe's been trying to get with him for years, no wonder she's never been successful." Wendy laughed.

Kenny shrugged, "She always has me to fall back on."

Wendy smiled, "Yeah, she likes you a lot."

"We work out good, because neither of us want to be in a relationship." Kenny stated.

"What's it like just to have mindless sex with people?"

Kenny grinned, "It's fantastic."

"Don't you ever get attached?"

"No, I barely know anything about Bebe outside of the bedroom, there's no emotional connection there. We're just fuck buddies, same with other people. But then there's my friends, like Craig, I could never sleep with him because we're friends and if he's good in bed, then who knows." Kenny laughed as he explained all this to Wendy.

"You really have this down to a science." She never thought he had this all planned out, she figured Bebe was the same way.

"Yup." Kenny nodded. "Anyways I need to smoke, do you want me to get out of the car so you don't suffocate or some shit?" He had been talking so much more than usual he hadn't even realized how long it had been since he'd had a cigarette, but he knew he needed one soon. If he didn't smoke then he got irritated, he knew it was bad, but he wasn't worried about dying.

"I don't mind if you smoke in here." Wendy decided it was his car and if he wanted to smoke in it, he could.

"Sweet." Kenny pulled out his pack of cigarettes and his lighter and lit one up. Wendy watched as he took a long drag off the cigarette and exhaled. "One of the things you said you were going to do tonight was smoke." Kenny reminded.

"Fuck it, I've already come this far." She held her hand out and Kenny set a cigarette and a lighter in it.

Wendy lit the cigarette and Kenny watched as she pressed it to her lips and took a drag off of it. She started coughing and he began to laugh. "How do you smoke? This is terrible."

Kenny laughed some more, "I'm just used to it." He shrugged and took another drag off his cigarette.

Wendy rolled down her window and tossed the cigarette out the window. "Why do you smoke?" She asked.

"Well I'm addicted, obviously." Kenny pointed out with a laugh.

"Doesn't that worry you at all?"

"No. I have the rest of my life to give up smoking, I'm only seventeen. I smoke a lot though, so maybe I have like twenty years left to decide to give up before I die of lung cancer." Kenny had already died of lung cancer once. When he was fifteen he found his parents collection of cigarettes and Kevin had dared him to smoke as many as he could. Kenny was determined and he smoked everything and got sick, really sick, eventually ending in death. He was back two weeks later though. He didn't know how to relay all this to Wendy though, no one ever believed him anyways.

"That's dark." Wendy furrowed her brow in worry.

Kenny rolled down his window and threw out his cigarette butt. "Don't worry about it. Tonight's about having fun." He reminded her. "Let's go skinny dipping."

"You still never told me where we were going to find a hot tub." Wendy said as Kenny pulled out of the Olive Garden parking lot.

"In Mr. Mackey's backyard." Kenny told her.

"Like the counselor?" She asked.

Kenny nodded, "Everyone's at a New Years party and I've snuck in there before."

Wendy was about to protest, but then she remembered that she was trying to let go. She smiled, "Sounds fun."


Kenny was sitting in Mr. Mackey's hot tub as Wendy stood outside of it. Being naked was basically second nature to him so when they got there he turned on the jets, took off all his clothes and hopped in. Wendy was a big more unsure about the idea. "I won't look at you while you get undressed." Kenny told her as he sink deeper into the water. It was nice and warm; it felt freeing to be naked and surrounded by water.

"Okay" Wendy agreed and Kenny tilted his head up until all he could see was the night sky.

Wendy quickly undressed and hopped in the hot tub across from Kenny. Once she was in Kenny looked at her, "How does it feel?" He asked.

"Like a bath, but you're here and it's outside." Wendy laughed and looked at him.

"It's freeing."

"That's true." Wendy agreed, then she rested her head back and looked at the night sky. Kenny too this opportunity to glance at her boobs, he would never give up an opportunity to look at a great pair of tits- and great they were. Then he turned his head up to the night sky too.

"It's so clear tonight." Kenny observed.

"It makes the stars really pretty." Wendy smiled as she looked at them.

"Yeah, Craig always tries to teach me the constellations but I can never remember them." Kenny chuckled. To him the stars all looked them same, he could never remember which ones were part of a constellation and which ones were just random balls of gas. He could only ever point out the Little Dipper but he had been with Craig long enough at night to know the names of many more.

"It kind of puts life into perspective."

"What do you mean?" Kenny questioned, closing his eyes.

"I mean those stars are older than us and they'll still be around long after we're gone." Wendy mused, "Our lives are just flashes on a screen."

"That's why you have to make the most of it." Kenny replied.

"Do you think things happen for a reason?" Wendy asked out of the blue.

"No. I think everyone is just an erratic thing with no rhyme or reason. We might have a greater purpose, but then again, maybe not. I don't think about it too much because we can never know the answer." Kenny didn't want to get in a religious argument or anything like that, but he had died many times and still didn't know what the purpose of life was.

"I think everything happens for a reason." Wendy said, "Like I think I was supposed to be hanging out with you tonight instead of moping around Cartman's party."

"Why do you think that?"

"I've just had a lot if fun tonight with you, more fun then I would've at the party. You were the one that said life was about having fun." She pointed out.

"You're right about that." Kenny laughed and ran his hands through his hair.

A moment of silence passed between them. Their breath came out in puffs and disappeared in the darkness. The crisp winter air was chilling but with more than half of their bodies submerged in hot water it was bearable.

Wendy was happy the snow had cleared up because she loved to look at the stars. She was glad se decided to go skinny dipping and glad she hadn't just gone home after she left the party. She would've moped around her house eating ice cream and feeling sorry for herself. "Thank you, Kenny."

"What did I do?" Kenny sat up and looked at here.

She looked at him too. "Thanks for hanging out with me and making me have fun." She smiled sweetly,

Kenny smiled back. "Don't thank me yet, we still have to stay up all night." He wasn't sure what they were going to fill those long hours with but it would probably consist of poking each other to stay awake.

Wendy had forgotten about agreeing to stay up all night. "I don't know if I can stay up all night."

"I'll keep you awake, it's cool to watch the first sunrise of the year."

"Couldn't we sleep and then wake up in time to watch the sunrise?" Wendy asked.

"It's not the same. It's just more special if you stay up all night just to watch the sunrise. Besides you won't get to see the first sunrise of the year for another year." Kenny said very matter of factly.

"I guess you're right. Maybe we can get some coffee or something." Wendy suggested, she was already getting tired and it wasn't even midnight yet.

"We can get as much coffee as you need." Kenny smiled.

"Maybe I'll actually have a chance of staying up." Wendy ran her hands through her short hair as a cold breeze blew through them.

"You will." Kenny assured her. Wendy rolled her eyes.


After hot tubbing for a while Kenny grabbed some towels that he and Cartman had hid a long time ago and him and Wendy got dried off. In an effort to not freeze to death they threw their clothes back on quickly which resulted in many damp spots. They returned to Kenny's car and he cranked up the heat. "Jesus, it's cold as balls." Kenny muttered as he pulled his hood up. He made an effort to not pull the strings because he wanted Wendy to be able to understand him.

"Look, there's only thirty minutes until midnight." Wendy pointed out.

"What do we do for the last thirty minutes?"

"Talk I guess." Wendy shrugged, "Have any New Years resolutions?"

"Not really. I just want to maintain a B average and continue doing the minimal work to graduate." Kenny grinned. "What about you?"

"I want to have more fun, more nights like this one." Wendy stated.

"Maybe you should give up trying to be valedictorian." Kenny suggested.

"No way! I can't let Kyle win." She shook her head, "Next year I won't be school president though."

"Everyone loves you as president. Why give it up?"

"It's just a popularity contest and it eats up all my time. I have to help plan every meeting, school function and assembly, it gets so tiring." Wendy sighed. "I want to be the real president someday, but I don't think I could handle it."

"What's your backup plan? You know, if you can't handle being a president?" Kenny asked.

"I think it would be pretty cool to be a marine biologist, or a teacher." Wendy smiled. Kenny smiled as he watched her talk. He loved how her face lit up when she got excited. He could read her emotions so well, she wasn't like most girls that hide everything. "What do you want to do after high school?" She asked.

Kenny shrugged, "Get out of Colorado. There's nothing for me in this small town anymore. I just want to start over."

"So you just want to leave everything behind?" That was a strange concept to Wendy. She could never leave South Park, all her friends were in the town and she didn't know how she felt about leaving everything she knew.

Kenny was different though. Kenny wanted a new beginning, he wanted friends that weren't constantly getting him in trouble, he wanted people that didn't know all the embracing stories of his childhood. He wanted to be someplace warm too, maybe Hawaii, it had been nice when he went with Butters years ago. If he could have life his way he would lounge around on an island paradise watching ladies in skimpy bikinis play in the ocean all day.

"I don't think of it as leaving everything behind, I think of it as starting something new." He shrugged and pulled out a cigarette to smoke it. He lit it up and took a drag.

"Oh." Wendy watched him smoke.

"There's probably a radio station that will do the countdown and shit." He glanced at the clock, five more minutes.

Wendy reached over and turned on the radio. A song began playing through the random station Kenny had left on ages ago. He couldn't recall the last time he'd taken his Judas Priest CD out.

I'd run away, I'd run away with you. Would you run with me? Our life could be a little bumpy, but I'd hold on.

Wendy let her hand linger over the radio as she listened to the song.

Just wanna tell you that I see you baby, do you see me?

She glanced at Kenny and he seemed to be listening too. They listened to the rest of the song and then Wendy changed the station. Eventually she found one that was talking about New Years. There was three minutes left until midnight.

Kenny threw his cigarette out the window. "That was a good song, I wonder what it was." He looked at Wendy.

Wendy shrugged, "Maybe we'll never know." She looked at him too. Kenny had beautiful blue eyes, she'd never seen them up close before.

Kenny had never seen Wendy's eyes up close either. Hers were brown, a soft brown, almost hazel. Kenny thought he could get lost in her eyes, they were just so vivid. Wendy thought the same thing about Kenny's eyes.

Two minutes.

Wendy looked away from him. "Are you ready for the year to end?"

"Yeah, just a little disappointed I didn't get to end this year with a bang." Kenny nudged her and they both laughed at his terrible joke.

"You know, I'm glad I'm spending New Years with you. There's no one else I would want to be with right now." Wendy smiled and moved her hair back from her face.

"I'm glad I'm with you too." Kenny said, he meant it too. Wendy was somehow different than everybody else around the town. She was smart and beautiful, there was usually no middle ground, at least that Kenny could find, but then there was Wendy. He couldn't believe she wasn't totally annoyed by him or at least disgusted by his smoking. He guessed she'd really actually enjoyed his company because she didn't seem like the type to hang out with someone she disliked.

One minute.

"Last minute of the year." Kenny observed. Wendy nodded and looked at him. His blonde hair fell in his face and he brushed it away. She wasn't sure what it was about him but she almost felt drawn to him. She never knew it would be Kenny that she want going to spending New Year's Eve with.

It wasn't love, but she didn't know what it was. She just really liked him and she didn't know she wasn't spending time with him earlier, and she didn't want this night to end. Kenny was a nice guy, he listened and he cared. She'd never met anyone like that before.

"Ten, nine," Wendy and Kenny began counting down with the radio. "Eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one. Happy New Years!" They said in unison.

As the crowd through the radio cheered, Wendy did the most impulsive thing she'd done all night. She reached over and kissed Kenny.

Kenny was surprised to say the least, but he wasn't going to object. He leaned over and closed the space between them more. Wendy pulled away and he was disappointed with how fast it was all over. "Sorry." Wendy apologized.

Kenny laughed, "Why the fuck are you apologizing? That was really just doing something for once. Tonight's about having fun and that was pretty fun."

"Oh god." Wendy mumbled.

Kenny looked at her, "It wasn't a very good kiss though, like if you really meant it we should try again."

Wendy looked at him, "What, really?" She questioned.

Kenny nodded, "Unless it was totally weird of me to just say that." He suddenly felt a wave of panic rush over him, he didn't want to mess this up. He'd never felt anything like this before but it felt so much better when Wendy kissed him than whenever anyone else had kissed him. He wanted to get back there to that place, but only if she wanted to.

"No, it's not weird." Wendy assured him. She felt it too, the only other person she'd kissed was Stan. She figured kissing Cartman when she was ten didn't count.

The front seat of Kenny's car was one continuous seat because of its old age. Kenny scooted closer to her and kissed her again. This time it was deeper than before.

Wendy crawled onto Kenny's lap and rested her legs on either side of him. He pulled her close and wrapped his arms around her waist. She reached up and slowly took off his hood as they kissed so she could tangle her fingers in his messy blonde hair.

Wendy let out a soft sigh as she relaxed into the kiss. She felt safe with Kenny, and happy. If she wanted to let go and relax tonight this was definitely want she needed. She loved the feel of his silky hair between her fingers. Wendy slipped off her coat and Kenny ran his hands up her back slowly.

Kenny wasn't sure what to do with his hands. Usually in these situations he was about to get it on, but he didn't want to move to fast and freak her out. Wendy was different to him, she made him feel different. He slipped a hand under her loose fitting sweater and rested it on on the small of her back.

Wendy pulled away, "Jesus, your hands are cold as fuck." She mumbled.

"Sorry." Kenny replied softly. Wendy kissed him again and Kenny didn't move his hand out from under his sweater as they continued to kiss. Eventually he got his other hand under her shirt and ran his hands up her sides.

Kenny's hands were like ice cubes, she shivered when he touched her warm flesh. She didn't want this moment to end. Kenny lifted her sweater off her and to his surprise she let him.

Eventually Wendy pulled away and Kenny began softly kissing her neck. "Hey Kenny?" She asked.

"Mhmm?" He let his eyes flutter shut as he continued to kiss her neck softly. Her skin was so soft, and her hands gently tugging at his heard was almost enough to drive him crazy.

"You should fuck me." Wendy said, letting her eyes flutter shut. She was surprised the words had fallen from her mouth, but she didn't care at this point.

Kenny stopped kissing her and looked up into her eyes. "Really?" He asked. It felt like a dream.

"Yes." Wendy replied, pressing a kiss to his lips.

"Well I can't fuck you in the car. Let's at least go to a shitty hotel." He laughed.

Wendy climbed off him and pulled back on her sweater. She looked at Kenny as he drove. She wondered if she was making a mistake, but kissing him sure didn't feel like one.

The song is "Fuck em Only we Know" by Banks, if anyone was curious.