Kenny had been lucky to avoid detention. As it turned out PC principle wasn't a big fan of slut shaming. Instead of giving Kenny detention he had assigned the others a 1,000 word essay on why it was wrong to judge women for exploring their sexuality. Of course the man had ignored Kenny's protests that his sister wasn't actually a slut. "Of course she's not a slut, she's an empowered young woman in control of her sexuality.", he had said. As far as his friends were concerned that was the exact same thing.
He took care to avoid his friends on the walk home from school. He wanted to be alone. Josh followed him anyway. "Don't do this to yourself man, Butters got what was coming to him." Kenny tilted his head, "What am I doing to myself?" "Your choking yourself with guilt. You've let doubt pollute your mind. Well don't. Your right and those fuckers are wrong." His words renewed Kenny's confidence in himself. The truth was he had begun to feel doubt. As obviously ill timed as Butters remark was, that kind of cheery off the cuff advice, as ill timed and insensitive as it was, was classic Butters. He had never sensed any ill intent behind it before, though that was probably because those were rarely directed at him. But Josh's words had given him the strength to see the truth. Butters had been evil since the day he had met him, and the whole sweet little lonely victim thing had been nothing but a cruel ruse. After all why else would he spend spend so much time being Cartman's sidekick.
They passed a house covered in toilet paper. Mysterious clenched his fists. "This is my place", said Josh. He shrugged, "sorry it's not exactly presentable. We got TP'd last night.", he said in good humor. That cow fucker had TP'd the same night he'd ordered Kenny murdered. For some reason this made Kenny even more pissed. It was like his enemy was mocking Mysterion's inability to do anything about him. "Their've been a lot of TPing's around here lately", Kenny said absentmindedly, trying to hide how much he cared about this case. "Yeah I heard somebody TP'd Nascar", Josh was looking at him. "Oh I know all about what that fucker did to Nascar. And thanks for being the only other person to care.", he smiled grimly.
"Well maybe the Coon and Friends will catch him. I mean this is the type of villain they specialize in taking down right?", Josh twaddled his thumbs innocently. Mysterion bristled at the mention of his team. "The Coon and Friends are a bunch of fucking retarded wannabes", he snapped. "You sound like you know them rather well:, Josh said, stroking his chin. "Oh I know them. And they don't live up to the hype believe me. The Coon's a psychopath who thinks being a hero means making the world a better place for himself, and the rest of them are little better. Their just kids looking for glory. None of them knows a dam thing about being real heroes!" With that said he stormed off down the street towards his own home. "And what about Mysterion?", Josh yelled to him. Kenny turned around. "What about him?", Kenny asked. "Everyone says he's the best of them. Is he really any different from the others?" Kenny thought of his power,of Tammy, and all the crazy shit that had happened over the last few days,"Yeah he's different all right." And he once again turned towards home.