Luckily, for Kenny and Wendy, there was a cheap hotel just outside of South Park. They walked in with wrinkled clothes from earlier and Kenny managed to get them a room despite it being past midnight. They walked to their room and then stopped in front of it. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Kenny asked, he didn't want her to regret it.

"I'm sure." Wendy kissed Kenny and wrapped her heads around his neck. He vaguely aimed for the door and opened it, pulling her inside with him, then he kicked the door shut. Their hands roamed and their bodies collided as they stepped across the green shag carpet to towards the bed.

When they got to the bed they separated so Kenny could lay Wendy down. He hovered over her as they locked lips again. He toyed with the hem of her shirt, eventually lifting it up and over her head. He let his hands find her breasts, as he kneaded them softly and she let out a sigh.

Kenny began to kiss down her neck, peppering kisses all over her collarbone and chest. Wendy let out a continuos stream of sighs as he did this. She was loving this, she'd almost forgotten they were in a shitty hotel.

When Kenny's kisses got to the top of Wendy's lacy pink bra she squirmed with need. Wendy raised herself up and with one swift movement she removed her bra and tossed it across the room. Kenny sat back to admire her. She looked beautiful with a flush on her face and her hair messed up, her hat he fallen off somewhere in the covers of the bed. "You're so beautiful." Kenny breathed and he stared into her brown eyes.

Wendy looked up at him and smiled, "Thanks." She replied, pulling him down so they could lock lips again. Kenny began kissing down her body again. He kissed all over he neck and chest, slower this time, noting the spots that made her twitch or let out a small gasp. He left a small love bite just below her collarbone and then continued down to her breasts.

Wendy's breath caught as Kenny began to kiss softly around her beast. He was happy they were so sensitive, he loved it because to him boobs were about the best thing this world had to offer. He gave her whole breast attention and then he softly grazed her nipple with his mouth.

"Oh god," Wendy sighed as she left her eyes flutter shut.

Kenny took her nipple into his mouth and sucked softly, Wendy arched her back and pushed against him. He let his teeth softly bursh against it and Wendy let out of breathy moan. "Oh Kenny..."

After Kenny had spent a sufficient amount of time he moved over and did the same to the other breast. He got the same reaction and was pleased with himself for doing so. Wendy's mind was too clouded with lust and pleasure to think about much. She just didn't want this to end.

Kenny began to kiss down her stomach, leaving a trail of hickeys as he went along. He got to the top of her pants and began to unzip her jeans, she raised her hips so he could get them off. Once they were off Kenny kissed the dips of her hips making her squirm.

He brushed his hand softly over her panties that were now damp. He started to pull them off and Wendy helped by lifting her hips again. Kenny let his eyes travel up her body and then he met with her eyes. Wendy was biting her lip, nervously waiting for some type of reaction. "You're so fucking beautiful." Kenny stated, Wendy's face lit up. He went back to her face to kiss her deeply, her fingers automatically tangled in his hair and his caressed her body softly.

Eventually he made his way back down and he kissed the inside of his thighs as he spread her legs apart. He took a moment to admire her. Kenny loved every aspect of the female body, he was so lucky. He kissed the inside of her thigh again, leaving a dark hickey. He loved leaving them, especially in places no one else would see.

"You have a beautiful pusssy, Wendy." He said, making Wendy's face flush more than it already was. He brought his lips to her and softly kissed the outer lips, causing her to moan softly. He used his tongue and lips on her until she was writhing beneath him. She had reached down and tangled her hands in his hair because she didn't want him to stop anytime soon.

Kenny made his way up to her clit and Wendy let out a louder moan this time. "Fuck..." She breathed as Kenny continued. Her hips raised on their own and he pushed them back down as he continued. "Oh Kenny~" she moaned as she bit her lip, not caring is she disturbed the other people at the hotel anymore.

Kenny kept at it until Wendy started breathing heavily and then emitted cries of pleasure. The orgasm rocked her and Kenny caressed her as she came back down. "Holy fuck." She shifted beneath him. "Your tongue..." she couldn't finish her sentence.

Kenny smirked, "Thanks." He continued to kiss her thighs softly until she had cooled back off. He pressed his lips to her and she was heading quickly to orgasm number two. He brought a finger forward and slid it inside her gently. His finger probed her until he found a spot that made her moan.

With Kenny's tongue and his fingers at work Wendy knew she couldn't hold back for much longer. "Please don't stop." She breathed, he had no intention of stopping. The tension built until her hips were raised off the bed and her legs were shaking around his head. She came a second time and drug her nails into Kenny's hair to keep herself from crying out too loud.

Kenny was surprised at how long the orgasm lasted. He waited until Wendy relaxed into the bed. She let out a sigh and looked at Kenny. "That was amazing." She breathed.

"Thanks." Kenny sat up and looked at her, licking his fingers clean.

"I feel greedy, I'm up two orgasms to none." She sat up.

Kenny shrugged and grin. "It's fun making a hot girl orgasm."

Wendy smiled and pressed a kiss to Kenny's lips. She unzipped his jacket and he let it slide off him, next came his shirt. Wendy ran her fingers down his chest and then pushed him down so she was on top of him. She started to unzip his jeans and Kenny helped her get them off. She brushed her hand softly over his tented boxers. "Do you have a condom?" She asked.

"Of course." Kenny leaned off the bed and grabbed his jeans, fishing a condom out of his wallet.

Wendy took the condom from her and pressed a kiss to his lips. She didn't want to get pregnant or anything, she was happy Kenny was so quick to comply. She removed his boxers and rolled the condom on to him. She looked down at him, he looked up at her. They kissed again, longer this time, more passionately.

Wendy straddled Kenny and grabbed him, guiding him into her pussy. She lowered herself slowly until her full weight was resting on his hips. "You feel amazing." Kenny breathed.

Wendy slowly raised herself and lowered herself again, they both groaned in pleasure as she did so. Kenny brought his hands up to rest on her hips. They held eye contact as Wendy continued. Neither could tell if the others eyes were filled with love or lust but at this point they didn't care.

"Let's change positions." Kenny suggested, Wendy nodded and got off him. He rolled over on top of her and kissed her deeply as he slipped inside her once again.

He picked up the pace and Wendy dragged her nails down his back, leaving marks that would last for days. "Kenny~" Wendy moaned as she reached her third orgasm for the night.

Kenny couldn't hold back after that. The came in unison and then rocked softly as they came back down. Kenny rolled off of her and onto his back, reaching down and peeling off the condom, tossing it in the trash. He rested his hands behind his head as he basked in the afterglow. "Wow." He stated.

Wendy was also feeling the afterglow joy, "Wow." She repeated. Kenny turned his head to look at her, they kissed again and then Wendy cuddled up against him.

This was weird for Kenny. Usually people just left after sex, but he supposed his was different so he wrapped his arm around her. He didn't want her to leave, he wanted to stay like this forever. Both their eyes closed as they laid there.

"Are you sure we have to stay up all night to watch the sunrise?" Wendy asked softly with a yawn.

Kenny was tired too, all his vigor for staying up had been lost. "I guess not," he sighed, "But set an alarm so we can wake up in time to watch it. Wendy nodded and sat up, walking over to grab her phone. Kenny followed her with his eyes, her naked form was so beautiful to him.

Wendy noticed his staring and blushed, she wasn't used to someone looking at her like that. She wasn't used to having sex as good as what just happened. She walked back over to Kenny and crawled into bed with him, he pulled her close and closed his eyes. "Sleep good, babygirl."

Wendy smiled and pulled him close then pulled the sheets up over their naked bodies. "Sleep good, Kenny."


In the morning Wendy's alarm went off at seven am, waking her up, but not Kenny. She unwrapped Kenny's arm from her waist and got up to turn it off. She got dressed and then walked over to the bed and shook Kenny awake.

Kenny rolled over and yawned, "Is it morning already?" He questioned, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. She nodded and smiled as Kenny ran his hair through his bed head. He got up and got dressed too. "Are you ready to watch the first sunrise of the year?" He asked Wendy.

She nodded, "The last thing on the list of things to do."

Kenny laughed, "We were actually supposed to stay up all night, but oh well. There's always next year."

Wendy nodded, "Yeah, of course." She reached for her jacket and Kenny walked over and stopped her.

"Here, take mine." He said, handing her his orange jacket. Wendy took it hesitantly and then put it on. It smelt like cigarettes and Kenny and Wendy couldn't have been more pleased. They stepped outside and Kenny light a cigarette as they stood in silence and watched the sun peak over the mountains. Eventually the early morning light had flooded everywhere.

"That was beautiful." Kenny commented.

Wendy nodded in agreement. "I'm happy you convinced me to watch it."

Kenny laughed and glanced at her. He thought she looked good in his coat, Wendy never wanted to take it off. "Do you want to go get breakfast?" He asked her after a moment. "We don't have to dine and dash this time." He added with a grin.

Wendy nodded, "Just let me go back in and grab my coat. She stepped inside the hotel room and glanced around it one final time before grabbing her purple coat and heading outside.

Kenny was already in the car with the heating turned up, he was cold without his jacket of course, but he wasn't going to ask for it back. Wendy got in the passenger side and he drove them to Village Inn.

Once they were inside and seated Kenny couldn't help glancing at Wendy over the menu. He felt weird. He knew he'd just had sex with her the night before but he still wanted to spend more time with her, get to know her as a person.

Wendy looked up and caught his eye for a second before looking away. "Which do you think is better, blueberry or chocolate chip pancakes?" She questioned.

"Blueberry, definitely." Kenny stated, setting down the menu.

Wendy set hers down too, "Really? I thought you would've gone with chocolate chip."

Kenny laughed, "Why?"

Wendy shrugged, "I just thought you'd like sweeter things, that's all."

"I'm not really a fan of chocolate." Kenny said with a shrug. He took a sip of the coffee the waiter had brought them a few minutes earlier and glanced around the restaurant. The only other people besides them were a few elderly couples.

Wendy stated at him, gaping for a moment. "How can you not like chocolate?" She asked.

"It's too sweet for me." Kenny explained. The coffee he was drinking was black and the thought of adding sweetener to it sickened him. He used to be able to sit around and eat candy all day but now the thought of anything sickly sweet was almost too much for him to stomach.

"You're crazy. How can you not like chocolate? What about Oreos, do you like those?" Wendy questioned, she figured there had be at least one sugary sweet thing Kenny liked.

"Oreos are disgusting." He stately flatly, "I don't like sweet things."

Wendy shook her head, the waiter came by to take their orders. Wendy got chocolate chip pancakes and Kenny got an omelette. She was a little disappointed that he really didn't seem to like sweet stuff. After the waiter left she turned back to Kenny. "There has to be at least one sweet thing you like."

"You're right, there is one thing."

"Well what is it?"

"Sweet sweet love making." Kenny laughed lightly as he took another sup of his coffee.

Wendy rolled her eyes, "Be serious!"

Kenny thought for a moment. "I like berry pie. Like the kind filled with strawberries and blueberries and shit."

Wendy smiled, "Berry pie is pretty good." She agreed. She felt her phone vibrate in her pocket and looked down to see that Bebe was calling her. She figured she'd better answer or Bebe would go into a frenzy, "Hold on I have to take this." Wendy excused herself from the table and stepped outside to answer the call.

"Wendy, what happened last night?! You totally disappeared, me and Red were looking for you all night." Bebe blurted as soon as Wendy answered the phone.

"Yeah, I left." Wendy answered simply.

"What happened? Me and Red want to know all the details. She's with me right now." Bebe and Red were lounging on her couch, both slightly hungover from the night before.

"Well I'm kind of busy right now." Wendy glanced back at the restaurant.

"It's right in the morning, what the hell could you possible be busy with?" Bebe questioned.

"I'm getting breakfast."

"With who?" Bebe asked.

Silence passed between them as Wendy thought about telling her. She didn't know how Bebe was going to react and she didn't want to get in a big discussion about it over the phone. "Wendy, oh my god, who is it?" Bebe asked again.

"I'll tell you later." Wendy shook her head, "So much happened last night."

"Okay, but you better tell us all the details." Bebe said, "Have fun eating breakfast with this mystery person."

Wendy rolled her eyes, "Thanks." She hug up the phone and then walked back into Village Inn. The food had came to the table while she was gone.

"Who was it?" Kenny asked as he took a bite of his omelette.

Wendy reached for the syrup to put on her pancakes, "Bebe, she was wondering where I was."

Kenny nodded and they ate in silence. Neither of them had anything to say to each other. When they finished Kenny paid the bill and then drove Wendy home.

"Thanks for the fun New Years." Wendy smiled and took off Kenny's coat to give back to him.

Kenny took his coat and smiled, "Yeah, I had fun."

Wendy got out of his truck and walked up to her front door, glancing at Kenny as he drove away. She went inside and found her mom in the kitchen making a pot of coffee, with her back to her. "Oh Wendy, how was last night?" She asked. She figured her daughter had spent the whole night at Bebe's, that's what Wendy had told her anyways.

Wendy smiled, "It was fun mom."

Her mom turned around with a mug of coffee in her hands, she took a sip and then looked up at her. "That's good Swee- oh my god! What did you do to your hair?" Her mom exclaimed, dropping the mug. It shattered as coffee leaked all over the tile floor.

Wendy smiled sheepishly, "I cut it off."

Her mom walked over and ran her hands through her short hair, "Why? Your hair was so beautiful long."

Wendy shrugged, "I was ready for a change I guess."

Her mom sighed and dropped her hands to her side. "You're dad is going to flip when he sees this."

Wendy smiled, she knew it would be alright after the initial shock. "Yeah. I have to go upstairs and get a shower, Bebe and Red wanted me to come over again this afternoon."

She walked upstairs and into the bathroom. Before she got in the shower she evened up the ends on her hair a bit. It felt good to shower and get out of the clothes she'd been wearing for so long. She was happily surprised when her hair was faster and easier to do while it was short.

She got dressed and then slipped back out into the cold and walked down the road to Bebe's house. When she got there she knocked on the brown front door and Bebe answered, pulling her inside. "Tell us everything!"

Red was sitting on the couch in gray sweats with a bowl of chips in her lap. Wendy walked over and sat down next to Red, "Where do I even begin?"

"I just want to know what happened with Stan." Bebe commented, "Clyde found him passed out form drinking too much last night."

"Oh no, I hope he's alright." Wendy worried. She didn't want to worry about Stan, but it was hard to cut him completely out of her life in twenty four hours. "Well, I broke up with him."

Red gasped, "Wendy how could you? You and Stan were perfect for each other!"

Wendy shook her head, "No, I couldn't handle saying with Stan anymore. All he did was drag me down."

Bebe rested a hand on Wendy's shoulder. "Well good for you! How are you doing?"

"I'm fine." Wendy shrugged. She still didn't know how she was feeling about Stan, but for the moment she was totally okay with it. She knew her and Stan would've never worked out but it still hurt if she thought about it too much.

"Are you going to tell us about your hair?" Red asked reaching over and flicking a piece of her short hair.

"Yeah, I cut it off." She said simply.

"That's not really an answer." Bebe pointed out.

"Someone cut if off for me." Wendy smiled and looked at both of them, "Is that better?"

"Is it the same person you were at breakfast with?" Bebe asked her, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah." Wendy couldn't help but smile as memories of the night before rushed back.

Red elbowed her softly, "Well who was it?"

Wendy frowned, "You two will flip your shit."

"No we won't, we promise." Bebe chimed in.

Wendy let out a sigh, "It was Kenny."

"What?!" Bebe exclaimed, "You mean Kenny McCormick?!"

"That's the one."

Bebe and Red took a minute to process this new information they'd just revived. "He tried to get me to sleep with him last night." Red commented through a mouthful of chips. "He's bad news, Wendy."

"All that comes from Kenny is sex and weed and last time I checked that was my thing not yours." Bebe pointed out. She didn't want to sound rude, she was genuinely worried for Wendy's feelings.

"There's a lot more to Kenny than what your guys think." Wendy dismissed, "He's a nice guy."

Bebe shook her head, "Well what did you guys do all night? You got breakfast together so I figure you two were together."

"Well we got dinner and we watched the sunrise." Wendy didn't want to tell them she'd slept with Kenny or that she went skinny dipping with him in the elementary school counselors' hot tub.

"And what about all those hours between dinner and the sunrise?" Red asked, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.

"Wendy, oh my god!" Bebe exclaimed, Wendy just rested her head in her hands.

"Don't tell anyone, I don't want this getting out. Besides, it was no big deal." Wendy insisted, but deep down it was kind big deal to her. She defiantly felt something with Kenny that she'd never felt with Stan before but she knew when school started again her and Kenny would awkwardly avoid each other for the rest of the year.

"Fine, whatever you want." Bebe agreed. "That was a pretty wild New Year's Eve."

"The wildest yet." Wendy agreed with a nod. "What did you guys do last night?" She asked.

Bebe began going into detail about the party from the night before. With all the drinking and throwing up that was going on Wendy was thankful she had left when she did. She only half listened though, nodding every once in awhile. She still couldn't get her mind off last night.


When Kenny got back from dropping Wendy off he went straight to his room and slept for hours. When he woke again it was early in the afternoon. He took a shower, got dressed and then walked into the kitchen go find something to eat. In the kitchen Karen was making a sandwich for herself.

"How was your New Years, Karen?" Kenny asked as he walked over to the fridge.

"Good, me and Ruby had a sleepover with some of our other friends." She said, watching as Kenny grabbed out a gallon of milk and drank out of the container before putting it back in its rightful place. Karen wished he wouldn't do that, but she knew he wasn't going to stop.

"That sounds fun." Kenny commented as he walked over and started to make his own sandwich.

Karen took a bite of her sandwich and nodded. "How was yours?"

Kenny smiled as remembered the night before, "It was fantastic."

Karen smiled as she walked over to the table to sit down. When Kenny was done making his sandwich he went and sat with her. "Where's mom and dad?" He asked.

"I think they're asleep. They didn't get home until a few hours ago, they were out drinking all night." Karen explained bitterly.

Kenny let out a sigh, "Do you think you'll be able to handle them if I go hang out with my friends for while?"

Karen nodded, "I'm sure they'll just be asleep." She shrugged.

Kenny nodded and once he was done with his sandwich he got in his car and drove to Cartman's house. When he got there he knocked on the door and Butters answered, "Oh hey Kenny." Butters beamed, letting him in.

Kenny smiled, "Hey Butters, what are you doing here?" He asked.

"I've been helping Eric clean up his party." Butters explained.

"We almost got it spotless too except for this mysterious stain on the carpet." Cartman was standing a few feet away looking at stain on the green carpet of his living room. He shrugged, "I'll just have my mom call the carpet cleaners when she gets back."

Kenny laughed, "How was the party?"

"Oh it was so great, you should've seen all the people throwing up." Cartman laughed, "Oh and then there was Stan!"

"Poor Stan." Butters commented, shaking his head.

"Clyde found him passed out and do we laid him down in a bed and then later he woke up and threw up like three times because he was so sick. It was hilarious." Cartman continued snickering as he told the story.

"Now Eric, Stan is our buddy. I don't think it's right for us to make fun of him for being so sick. I think something was really upsetting him." Butters said, subconsciously mashing his knuckles together as he did so.

Cartman shook his head, "Oh Butters. That's a totally valid reason to make fun of someone." He then looked at Kenny, "Where did you disappear off too last night?" He asked.

Kenny grinned, "Well, remember how I said I wanted to finish the year off with a bang?" He questioned, Cartman and Butters nodded. "Well right after midnight I started the year off with a bang."

Cartman patted Kenny the back. "Good job, Ken. Who was it?"

"You two are never going to believe this but it was Wendy Testaburger."

"No way dude. She would never cheat on Stan." Cartman laughed, "Who was it really?"

"No, it really was her. She broke up with Stan, that's why she was so sad. Then she asked me to take her home and we kind of got sidetracked and at the end of the night we were fucking." Kenny explained. It was actually a lot deeper than that but he wasn't about to explain to them about how he actually might've felt something for Wendy, that just wasn't the type of person he was. Even if he had felt something do Wendy he wanted to push the thought out of his mind, the last thing he needed was to catch feelings.

"Ah hamburgers." Butters muttered under his breath.

"Are you sure this was consensual, like you're sure you didn't rape her or something?" Cartman asked, he didn't believe that Wendy would sleep with Kenny on a whim. She was so uptight about everything.

Kenny scowled, "Yes I'm sure I didn't rape her, fatass."

Cartman threw his hands up in defeat, "I just have to check these things. Wendy just doesn't seem like the type of person that would stoop to your level."

Kenny rolled his eyes, "Wendy is nothing like how she acts at school." He stated.

"Well obviously not." Cartman agreed.

"She's really nice." Kenny shrugged.

"Not to me." Cartman said bitterly, crossing his arms.

"Maybe it's because you're a fat asshole with no regard for anyone's feelings." Kenny suggested.

Cartman looked at Butters, "Can you believe Kenny, calling me an asshole?" He asked him. Butters just laughed nervously.

Kenny and Cartman had a special relationship. It was based purely on insults but deep deep down they knew the other one cared for them just a little. Butters hated to be in the middle of them though, he didn't understand why the two couldn't just get along like normal friends. Cartman and Kenny were just both too prideful do admit that they cared about each other, it had been like this for years.

Cartman turned back to Kenny, "So now you've fucked Wendy. Isn't that about everyone in the popular girls squad?"

Kenny shook his head, "Annie and Red still haven't slept with me yet, but I'm working on it."

"You'll never get them to agree to do it." Cartman snorted.

Kenny grinned, "I thought I'd never get to fuck Wendy Testaburger but here we are."

"Fuck, you're right." Cartman shook his head. "I guess there's a very slim chance."

"There's always a slim chance." He sat down on the couch and Butters sat down next to him.

"Do you fags want to play video games or something?" Cartman asked them, they nodded and he grabbed the Xbox controllers for them.

Cartman made them all play black ops, he had done it so much that Kenny actually wasn't half bad at the game. It usually ended up in him and Cartman killing all the zombies while Butters got downs and constantly needed to be revived.

Cartman turned to Butters before they started the game, "Butters, I'm just going to ask you this once but please try not to suck so bad this time."

Butters smiled hopefully, "I'll try my best, Eric."

Cartman rolled his eyes as he started the game. Him and Kenny knew that Butters best would still be the worst.