Yay! I finally got over my writer's block! I wrote this in about half an hour at 2:30 in the morning so if it sucks...yea... But Lily has her first POV in this chapter! Yay! For those of you who don't know, (probably all of you...) I'm part of a marching band and I carry the second biggest bass drum out of five. It's like carrying 70 pounds on your shoulders. Sure, it's fine when you start out for a couple of minutes. but 3 hours every night of the week wears you down... I only told you to prove how insane I am by staying up to write this. But it's all for you guys! I wanted to show you how much I love you guys and your reviews and thoughts and opinions. Yea...

Accepted OC ~ Avery Walter-brittishlikepip

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Nitro was always caring towards me. That's what I love about him. Ruby told me that her brother pisses her off. I don't know why, they're viturally the same. I pulled his hat off, placing it on my own head. "Hey! Give it back, Lily!" he complained.

"Nope. You look better without it on." I said, shaking his hair out so there were no mats.

He groaned. "Fine." It wasn't that long of a walk home. "How much food we allowed to eat? Did Hunter say?" Nitro asked, letting me down from his shoulders.

"Only a small bit. He said that pay was low this week so we have to eat less. One cracker each for now." He walked into the makeshift kitchen which I followed him into. Our kitchen was only a cooler with a broken lid, the reason why we don't keep meat and other stuff that needs to be cold, a shelf lazily nailed to the wall and two open cabinets. Nitro grabbed the cracker box, which wasn't hard to find, being one of the few things there, and handed me two before replacing it.

"You can have mine." he said, taking his hat back. That's another thing I love about Nitro. He's always giving me his food. It's like he never eats. Whenever we ate lunch together, he'd give me his and sit there, not taking any scraps from anyone or money to buy a lunch. It also worries me. He gives me everything. I'm afraid he's going to kill himself. I don't want to think about what would happen after that...

I walked back into the living room after giving Lily her dinner, yes dinner. We eat one cracker for dinner. And people thought Kenny had it bad eating frozen waffles for dinner every night. I sat against the wall since there was no furniture in the room. All we had to sit on were pillows. And even those lost all their stuffing over the years. I tilted my head a bit to look at the wall where the dirty wall was a bit cleaner and in the shape of a clock. "We really need a way of telling time other than the old fashioned way..." I grumbled to Lily as I walked out of the house to look at the sun.

I estimated it was about 3 hour till sunset, meaning about 6:30. I walked back inside, shutting the door as far as it would go on its broken hinges. My sister stared at me over her cracker. She was nibbling on it, barely any of it gone. She always knew how to keep good things lasting. I smiled at her, making my way upstairs, avoiding the weak spots, because, thanks to Clyde, I now know what happens when you step on them.

Whenever the others came over after a year and a half of hounding me, they realized why I told them that they didn't want to come. We were heading up to my room, everyone but Clyde following exactly where I placed my feet. He choose poorly and placed a step in the middle of the whole staircase. Poor guy, I couldn't believe how loud and long that man could cry. He hadn't done anything but break the step and fall through, but that's because he was lucky enough to step on one of the stronger weak spots.

As I got to my room, I opened the door, sighing as I flopped on my not-at-all-comfortable bed. I dozed off for I don't know how long before a knock came on my door. "Come in." I said, rubbing my eyes. Kenny came in, looking at me with anticipation. "What?" I asked, seeing as he wasn't going to say anything any time soon.

He pulled down his hood hurriedly. "Dude, did you hear about what happened?"

"No... What are you talking about?" I was a bit irritated. And I had a right to be. I finally was getting some rest and Kenny came to ruin it.

"Cartman was picking on Tweek and Craig kicked the shit out of him. You should have been there." he said, sitting next to me.

"That's what you're here for?" I asked, smoothing back my hair since my hat fell off in my daze. kenny was going to be here for awhile, why not wake up for the asshole?

"Actually, no. I came here to give you this." He reached in his pocket, pulling out the newest iPhone.

I have never shook my head more viciously. "No. I'm not taking anything from you or anyone. I don't need a phone, I'm fine."

"It's a gift from all of us. Come on, you can't take a gift from your friends?" Kenny smirked at me. I sighed, taking the phone.

"You better teach me how to use this thing..."

He laughed, "But of course!" We sat there for about an hour as he taught me how to do almost everything. Only after he was done teaching me everything did I notice our awkward postion. He was sitting against the wall, legs spread out a bit. I was sitting on the right side on his lap barely with my head resting against his left shoulder. He had his arms wrapped around me to reach the phone. Kenny seemed to have noticed this from the start, winking at me as I looked up at him. I cocked my fist back and he held his hands up in surrender. Damn right, he knew better than to mess with me.

"Thanks anyway. So who all pitched in?"

"I did. Craig, Token, Clyde, Tweek and that new girl, Avery or something."

"Avery? Who's that?"

"Oh, some chick Craig and Clyde found sitting alone. Clyde felt bad to leave her alone and forced Craig to sit with her and now we're all friends or something." he said with a shrug.

"Glad to know I'm really good friends with a stranger..." I muttered, "So how the hell and I'm supposed to call and text people and get apps without any money?"

"Token set up an account for you. Whatever you want, it's yours." I groaned.

"I don't want whatever I want. I want whatever I get."

"And you get whatever you want." Kenny said, poking me in the shoulder.

"Whatever you say, Captain Underpants." I remember seeing pictures of his alter ego, Mysterion, so I created the nickname, but I barely use it anymore.

"Does that mean I'm in charge of when we take them off?" he joked. I punched him half heartedly in the shoulder and he rubbed it. "Well, does it?"

"Sure, but I'm not going to listen to you if say anything."

"Then I'll just force them off of you."

"Get out."

"Aww, but why?" he pouted at me.

"Because you're a perve and I was sleeping before you came."

"Sure thing. See you later." Good. He got the point. He waved goodbye before signalling me to call him. I rolled my eyes, trying to get comfortable again. Why did it seem Kenny was always trying to get into my pants? It didn't seem like he tried it with anyone else...

I hope I proved how much I love you guys. I'm sorry for the long wait. I haven't had the time in a long while to even think about this story or my 100 Theme Challenge One-shots. If you feel good movie deprieved...watch Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along-Blog...that's how you make a movie...

Good night... *zzzz*