Chapter 8: Prom setup
My prom dress lay unworn still against my chair. I had yet to be asked out and the prom was in a few hours. I sighed knowing it wouldn't happen. I decided that I would rather be with the person I wanted to get asked by as opposed to going alone to prom. My shimmering prom dress continued to remain unused and was replaced with my Dark Avenger costume. A final sigh escaped me as I looked behind me. I would never get this choice again but I felt as if I had made the right one.
I knocked gently on Kenny's window and a few seconds later he drew back his curtain to reveal Mysterion. "So you decided to help me after all?" he grinned.
"Kind of," I replied.
"What do you mean 'kind of'?"
"Well we're not going for the knife today."
"Why?" Kenny asked suspiciously.
"Well…" And I told Kenny that I stole the knife from the Coon last night. I thought I would save him the trouble. That created questions from him about my 'family' coming over. I told him I snuck out afterwards because I felt bad for refusing to go before. Kenny seemed convinced by my lies.
"Then why are you dressed in your Dark Avenger costume?"
"I have something else to do tonight with you."
Everything was organised and going to plan. Now we just had to wait for the Coon. Loud music pounded from inside the school hall where the prom had started an hour ago. Kenny and I were waiting outside. I hadn't told Kenny the full extent of my plan; he had to wait for it to unfold. We heard footsteps and we ducked further into the bushes where we were hiding.
"Have you seen Kyle? He was meant to pick me up earlier," Petrisha complained.
"No but have you seen Stan? What a great boyfriend he is," Wendy sounded pissed.
"I know right," Petrisha mimicked Wendy's annoyance.
Another pair of feet approached behind them. "Who's there?" Wendy called out. Everything outside suddenly became silent. Although the music still blasted it was like we could not hear it.
"Come out you paedophile!" Petrisha's voice shook.
"You don't know they're a paedophile, they might be another student," Wendy hissed.
"Well I am neither of those you accuse me of, ladies," the voice trilled.
"Coon," Petrisha gasped.
"THE Coon. For fucks sake get it right!" I grinned at the Coon's comment.
"Leave us alone. We just want to go to prom," Petrisha said firmly.
"Ah contraire. I need you," Coon smirked. Kenny and I leapt from the bushes and took down the coon quickly. We weren't expecting what happened next though. In a second he tasered us and we were sprawling on the ground. The electricity ran a rampage through our bodies at a high voltage that attacked every nerve. My teeth were gritted together so tightly it felt like my teeth might break and we hands we so clenched that my nails began to draw blood. The pain was intensive but I had felt worse.
"I knew it was a trap. Next time don't get Butters to give the message. You can get anything out of him with the right methods." Dam it, Butters. I told him to tell Coon that we would be here tonight but not to say that we told Butters. There was always plan B.
The Coon quickly bound us tightly with heavy duty constraints. We yelled through our gags to let us go but the Coon started to drag us inside. I kicked around, aiming for him but he stayed well away from my legs. I wanted to use my powers but I couldn't with my hands tied up. I needed them to cast any spell. The Coon burst inside the hallway and every eye was set upon us. The Music stopped abruptly and we were dragged onto the stage. A few students tried to come help us but the Coon pulled out a gun and threatened everyone. Screams filled the Prom as everybody ducked down to the floor.
"Students of South Park High School. Feast your eyes upon the identity of these elusive heroes before I kill them once and for all." The Coon laughed maliciously.
The Coon removed our gags and I protested, "You fat, arrogant bastard. How about I reveal your identity first?"
"Not so fast. If you do I shall kill those who are dearest to you. You ruin my life, I'll ruin theirs," the Coon grinned.
"Bastard," I growl under my breath.
"Who's identity do you want to know first?" the Coon asked the audience. They all stared at him stony faced and non-responsive.
"Fine! I'll chose then. Hmmmm…"
"Hurry the fuck up your asswipe," I grumbled. I didn't want to prolong this for much longer. The Coon came over to me and bent down. He grabbed my chin and turned it towards his fat, oily face. I cringed and spat in his face. That earned me a slap right across the face which lead to a kick in the balls for him. He wheezed for a moment before returning to me, hatred filling his face.
We came up behind me to avoid my legs this time, one hand on the hood which I had sewn up and repaired. In a second he had pulled the hood down and everybody gazed upon Cassie Macadie not the Dark Avenger. Everybody was still in shock which rose when Mysterion was revealed to be Kenny. Token gingerly passed Jimmy a 10 dollar bill.
The doors burst open and there stood Mysterion and the Dark Avenger. Confusion filled the room. "Sorry we're late. I hope our stunt doubles didn't cause too much havoc," Mysterion grinned. I returned the cheeky smile. Plan B was golden.
"What, but how?" the Coon asked dumbfounded. Mysterion and the Dark Avenger impersonators who were pretending to be the real us came over and untied the ropes binding us. We jumped off the stage and pretended to hide within everybody else. The Dark Avenger raised their hands as did I. The Coon caught on an invisible fire that only he could feel. It caused no physical damage for it was physiological. Everybody in the hall seemed convinced that these were the real heroes. Jimmy disappointedly passed token back the 10 dollars. I kept the Coon suffering until the police arrived. I told them to stay for a few minutes though and I sent a wave of liquid from the water tank nearby to extinguish the imperceptible flames that covered the Coon. The fake us take their place on stage as reporters flood in for an interview.
I dragged the Coon up to the centre stage and unmasked him in front of everyone. "This is who should have been unmasked!" I yell darkly. I hated Cartman to the core of my soul.
"I always knew he was the spawn of Satan," Butters whispered who beckoned to Wendy who reluctantly passed over some money. Our school seemed to be full of gamblers who would bet on just about anything. I kicked Cartman hard in the nuts before handing him over to the police's mercy and taking my place next to Kenny offstage.
"How do we know you are the real Mysterion and Dark Avenger?" One of the reporters asked the fake us.
"Well… um… ask us something only they would know," Mysterion suggested.
"What are your actual identities?"
"We can't say obviously," the Dark Avenger said, their voice muffled.
"Yeah, it's really them," the reporter announced causing everyone to laugh.
"Was this you're doing?" Kenny whispered to me. I only smiled knowingly. After Mysterion and the Dark Avenger were done with their interview they met up with us. We all went outside behind the school were they took off their hoods. Kyle and Stan grinned up at us. Kyle had told Stan who I was not long after he found out. Fortunately he was the only one Kyle had told and Stan hadn't said a word about it either. I had to tell them who Kenny was too.
"We fooled them," Kyle smiled.
"Good plan that was," Kenny agreed.
"So glad you look like a man with the hood done up otherwise I would never pass as a girl," Stan huffed. They took off their costumes to reveal prom outfits. They quickly drew on a bruised onto their face with make up as a cover up. Kenny and I put up our hoods, prepared to be Mysterion and Dark Avenger again.
Back inside there was lots of talk about us. "Where did Kenny and Cassie go?" Wendy asked Bebe.
"They went to hospital apparently for a check-up. Just protocol," Bebe informed Wendy.
"Stan!" Wendy sighed.
"Kyle!" Petrisha cried.
"Where have you been?" they said in unison.
"We were on our way but then some gang jumped us." Kyle motioned to his black eye. Wendy looked closely inspecting it and Kyle gulped hoping she wouldn't see through his cover up. "You poor thing. Here I was thinking you might have been Mysterion or something but he didn't have a black eye."
"And he's right over there," Stan pointed Kenny out. Wendy and Petrisha seemed to have forgiven them for being late.
"Would you like this dance, Dark Avenger?" Kenny surprised me when he asked me that. I hadn't really thought of him as the dancing type. I hadn't thought of prom turning out like this either though.
"Sure," I grinned. Kenny pulled me in close as a slow dance started to play. The whole world disappeared and it was just us and the music flowing through our movement. Kenny was so graceful and skilful. His hand was placed securely on my waist and the other was holding my other hand. I lifted us up so we were walking on the air making this dance much more special. I was vaguely aware that everyone was gazing at us. Kenny held on tighter, afraid he might fall. I laughed and assured him that he wouldn't while I was here. I lay my head on his shoulder and he on my hood. Warmth radiated from his body and I could feel his heart beat quicken ever moment we were together. I raised my head to gaze into his crystal blue eyes and lose myself within them. He slowly undid my hood and ducked his head closer to me. Our lips met. His were soft and sweet against mine but they pushed passionately as the kiss grew longer. I swung my arms around his neck and pulled myself up closer to him. My chest was pressed against his. We finally broke apart for lack of air and no other reason. We gasped and grinned at each other. I had finally received my first kiss. I didn't believe I could ever love anybody else the way I loved Kenny at this moment. He was so wonderful and perfect.
We heard a cough and lowered ourselves to the floor. "Let's keep it PG rated," Mr Mackey said. We giggled and blushed.
"So what does this mean?" I ask Kenny.
"Huh?" He said.
"Are we going out now?"
"We have been going out for a long time but now it's official." Kenny kissed me again lightly.
"What about Cassie and Kenny? It will be a dead giveaway if they date too," I whisper.
"An amazing coincidence. We shouldn't have to hide love my dear Avenger." I thought about how Kenny would die for real. That ruined everything. Everyone would know that Mysterion was Kenny when he died. It wouldn't matter though. For now I wanted to have Kenny every second I could and not let him go. I didn't know when I would lose him. I hoped to still change his mind. Love could overcome anything.