Immortal
Ever since I died that first time, when Santa and Jesus were having some bitch fight, I've known I wasn't normal. Hell. Everyone in South Park is abnormal in some way. But I have an abnormality that even if I lived outside of this town, I'd still have.
An abnormality called immortality.
Whenever I tried to explain it to people, they thought I was batshit crazy. So I'd kill myself to prove it, and they'd have no idea what I was talking about once I came back.
But he was different. He, even though there was a lack of proof, believed me. I remember the night I told him.
We were 16 I think. Maybe 17. Well, we still in high school. But anyways, I had been hanging out behind the school with the Goths, since that was the best place to smoke. Henrietta and her Goth-bitchiness was annoying me to the point I wanted to leave. But when I finally stood up, I bumped into a guy.
I had knocked him over, and when I bent over to help him up, I saw who it was.
"Hey Butters" I smiled sheepishly at the blonde with the big Blue eyes when e struggled to get off his ass.
"Kenny, why're you hangin' with the faggy Goth kids?" He stood up and brushed the dirt off his pants.
"Best place to smoke. Want one?" I held out my pack of cheap cigarettes I took from Kevin.
"No thanks Ken." He said quietly. He stared uneasily at the pack and I put it away. He stood awkwardly looking at me and the people clad in black. Craig Tucker was back there too, but he was texting and ignoring everyone else.
"Do you wanna get outta here?" I smirked at the smaller guy. He sighed in relief.
"That'd be nice" He grinned and started to walk away, with me on his tail.
"If you guys make out, tell me about it tomorrow Kenny" I heard Henrietta mutter sarcastically. For some reason, she has always thought homos were hot.
Butters just laughed and kept walking. I kept walking with him. We walked all the way from behind the school to his house. I don't even know why we went to his house, I wasn't planning on it. But anywhere was better than my house.
"Butters! Did you bring that Bebe girl here again?" I heard Stephen Stotch yell from upstairs, once we were in the house.
"No Dad. It's Kenny!" Butters started to run up the stairs and I, not knowing what else to do, followed him. His dad didn't respond to that, maybe just glad his son was hanging out with a guy.
I followed Butters all the way to his room. It was... Different than the last time I had seen it. It was a dark purple color now, with posters ranging from Justin Bieber to Blood on the Dance Floor.
Butters went to sit on his bed, where his binder from school was laid out with several books. They looked like teen drama novels. Pretty Little Liars and The Clique. Oh God.
"So, you hang out with Bebe?" I looked at him questioningly. "I thought Kyle was your best friend?" Butters just smiled at me.
"Kyle is a good friend, but he has yet to call anyone his best friend since... Stan." We all could remember the fighting that broke out between the best friends.
"Bebe and I have a weird friendship..." He looked off at one of the teen pop star posters. Selena Gomez it said in pink glittery cursive.
"Please tell me those posters are hers?" I looked at the whole wall of Disney puke.
"She put all the posters up." He looked around thoughtfully at the walls covered with people.
"Even those ones?" I pointed to an old BOTDF poster, which was next to a My Chemical Romance poster, and a black one that just said "Fuck It All".
"Yup." He smiled a wide grin.
"Nice. But why Bebe?" By that point I had sat down on his bed next to him, relaxing.
"Well, she discovered one of my secrets..." he trailed off and looked towards his closet.
"What secret?" I sounded like an excited little girl who just found out about some new wonder-Barbie.
"It's kinda private Ken." Butters looked all embarrassed.
"I'll tell you my Secret." I blurted out without even thinking. But I knew exactly what secret I was thinking of.
"Well... Okay. What's your secret?" Butters looked at me with expectant eyes. I hoped my secret wouldn't disappoint him.
"I Can't Die." I expected him to call me crazy. Say "Don't be silly Ken". Tell me to stop fooling around.
"I thought so." He said and looked at me intently.
"You... You believe me?" I couldn't hide the shock from my face.
"Well yeah Kenny. I remember when you were Mysterion how you tried to tell Stan you couldn't die, you shot yourself in the head, and then you came back? I thought I'd imagined it since no one else remembered..." I hugged the boy right then and there. I almost started crying because I was so happy.
"You don't know how long I've waited for someone to remember" I snuffled through the words, still holding the other blonde tightly.
"I'm glad your so happy Ken. But now I need to tell you my secret." Butters pulled away from my embrace and walked over to his closet. He opened it, grabbed a box, and sighed heavily. He opened the box and grabbed some article of clothing and a bag. He plopped them on the bed.
They were a dress and I wasn't sure what was in the bag. He opened it so I could see the long, blonde wig inside.
"I cross dress." Butters said and grabbed more things from his closet. Make-up, purses, bras, high heels, everything you'd expect from Bebe's closet- not Butters'.
"Bebe saw me in some club in Denver and thought I was hot. Turns out she likes girls and boys. But anyways she brought me back to her house her thinking I was a girl, and she recognized me before we did anything. She thought it was cool what I did and now she comes over and we go out together and she dressed me up and PLEASE DON'T TELL ANYONE!" Butters blurted all of it out so fast and mashed together I didn't understand all of it. But I was undoubtedly shocked. He wasn't crying, but he was sniffling a little bit.
"I'm not gonna tell anyone. Don't worry." I put my arm around him.
"Don't Judge me..." Butters whispered.
"I wouldn't think of it." I smiled and just held him there for a long, long while.
A/N
So how's that? One shot number one of some amount. Not quite Bunny, more Butters X Kenny friendship. There will be various pairings in these one shots, all involving KENNY3
