~Kenny's P.O.V~

I hate being a fairy. I detest it so much. Every day, I look at my wings and curse them. Curse them to hell. Many people think flying would be absolutely amazing. To me, it's no better than walking is. Many of my friends love being fairies, even the ones with bad jobs, such as being a 'Heartbreak' fairy, but I would honestly prefer being a human any day.

On Tuesday, October 10th, 1782, I'm resting in a tree that I frequently visit. I planted it when I was still a human. Yes, us fairies used to be humans before we became fairies. Being a fairy is often compared to having a second life. But there is no third, I'm sure of that. You go to heaven or hell afterwards, and that's it. Though I've heard many rumors that there is a place in between for the people who don't suit either category.

It's so peaceful this time of morning. Birds chirping, fairies complaining about having to do work (Ha, the poor things. I almost never have work in the morning), the sun peeking over the pretty mountain in the distance. Until I hear two young boys walking past my tree. Humans can be so loud. Alright, I just happen to be lying in here. I'm not eavesdropping or anything…

Perhaps a little bit.

"Does it rain often?" The first boy asks the other one. I have never heard his voice before. But I've heard and seen the second boy a few times. But, for some twisted reason… I just want the first boy to be happy. How strange… I have not even seen his face. I might have to ask Kyle ('Intelligence' fairy) what this could possibly mean. He would know.

"About two thirds of the year." The first boy sighs at the answer to his own question.

"It didn't rain that often in America, and when it did, I was kept indoors." Wow, an American. I rarely see fairies from America, let alone humans. Very intriguing.

"Don't you like the rain? I love it." The second boy says.

"I hate it! I love the sun so much! I want to find one of those flowery grass fields with lovely blue skies and the perfect amount of sun shining on them, and just do absolutely nothing, without a care in the world. And I'll have absolutely no luck finding that here!" The first boy kicks something into my tree in pure frustration. I cringe at the sound it makes. Now look… I completely agree with what he says, I hate the rain as well, and his dream isn't too bad either, but no one abuses this tree. This tree is my only thing left of my previous life. So now, I officially hate him.

"Don't do that! Get away from there!" I hear the second boy shriek and grab the first one, pulling him away from my tree.

"What is it?" God, I know what's coming next.

"That area of the forest is overrun by fairies. Stay away from there." Of course, because fairies are evil beings that seek out nothing but to cause trouble for humans. Ha ha, no.

"Aren't fairies supposed to be kind?" I instantly shoot up and stare at the first boy in astonishment, open mouthed. This is my first time looking at him. He looks lovely, with nice blonde hair and blue eyes. The second boy looks similar. They must be brothers.

"No! They can kill you right on the spot. Or worse, they can curse you. Would you like to have ugly looks for the rest of your life, or back luck? They are the enemy of humanity." Alright, I hate the second one as well now.

"But…" The first one hesitantly looks back at my tree. I don't know how to describe his expression. It's too… different from other humans. Again, I may have to ask Kyle.

"Let's go. They are probably watching us right now with their deceiving little eyes." I glare hatefully as the two of them walk away. I'm used to humans speaking about us in this manner, but for some reason I feel more hurt this time. I am slightly surprised, though. That first boy did not seem to hate us at all. He actually looked doubtful about what the second boy said. I have never, ever seen anything even remotely similar to that before.

Damn, now I definitely need to talk to Kyle.

I literally just remembered. Today is the day where all of us fairies get the official names of our humans.

The biggest and most important law for us fairies is that roughly every few centuries, all of us are given the name of a human that lives nearby. That name is our very own human. We are given watches that are the same color, showing we own each other. We have to touch before they become 'sealed' though. That's is why all of us have to wear gloves until we receive the name of our human. The human and fairy may even be the same gender. I think God created this law for us to be able to get along better with humans. Once they touch, it is almost impossible for the human and fairy to hate each other. There are a few exceptions, though…

So, today is finally the day when I receive the name of my human. I've been waiting for almost two centuries, since I died. Since I've lasted this long, I honestly thing I deserve a reward. I arrive at the center of the forest, feeling very excited. I am so curious to who it will be. Will it be male or female? Will it be a romance or friendship human? Will it even like me?

"Alright, all of you! Line up!" We all line up horizontally, facing the same way. The oldest (he's existed longer than any of us have, and he also happens to be an elderly man) and wisest fairy in the forest walks in front of us, giving fairies a thick, square piece of wood, one by one. The wood square must have the name and an image of the human on them. Though he is handing them out, the elder fairy doesn't decide the matches. God does.

"Craig Tucker, here is yours. Kyle Broflovski, yours. Clyde Donoven, this is yours. Ah, Kenneth McCormick." The Elder stops in front of me. He respects me to the extreme, earning a fair amount of jealousy from Kyle. The Elder thinks I may someday be the new wise fairy after he finally perishes. Maybe I can be, since almost all fairies seem to admire me because of both my looks and natural intelligence. But, I think the position should be given to Kyle, who is actually an 'Intelligence' fairy. I'm just a boring 'Healing' fairy. Kyle seems to think the same way I do, judging from the look on his face.

"You have a fine human to be with, Kenneth." The old man gives me my wood square and carries on. I look at it.

"IT CAN'T BE!" I scream a second later, almost dropping the wood. I squint. There's no doubting it… the boy I saw earlier this morning… the first one… the one who hates rain… is my human.

His name is Leopold Stotch.

My friends all come over to be to start looking at each other's humans. None of us like to keep secrets. Well, considering these circumstances, I now do. "Kenny, is yours a romance or friendship type?" Kyle asks, trying to see mine. I hide it behind my back. I don't want someone such as him to know who I have. He won't ever stop pestering the poor boy.

"H-How do you tell?" I ask slyly.

"There should be a small symbol in the bottom right corner. If it's a yellow heart then it's friendship. If it's red it's romance." Clyde says. I look at the bottom right of the square, praying for a yellow one. No such luck. My heart is a bold, plain red. Wonderful, I have an automatic romantic bond with the male human I saw this morning… that I claimed to hate. No wonder I was feeling those unusual things about him! Craig sees my distressed face and manages to peek at my square.

"Don't worry. I'm in the same situation as you are." He holds up his piece of wood. It has the face of a boy with blond hair and green eyes, with the name 'TWEEK TWEAK' above it. In the bottom right corner, sure enough, there is a red heart symbol.

"What about everyone else's?" I ask. Clyde answers me.

"Mine says 'TOKEN BLACK'. It's only friendship, though."

"I've got two." Kyle says, holding his up. "One says 'ERIC CARTMAN' and the other one says 'STANLEY MARSH'. They're both friendship types." I walk over to Craig and put my arm around him.

"We're in this together, my dear friend." I tell him, feeling annoyed with the situation.

"Kenny, get the fuck off me."

I have been waiting for them to come back all day. They must take this path near my tree to go to school, and from what I have heard, school finishes around late afternoon. I never went to school when I was human. We were too poor, so I just worked. So I'm not really an expert with things like these. Though I never did get a good education, fairies consider me one of the wisest. I don't see why.

I want to officially meet Leopold, and I need to give him his watch. If a fairy does not give their human their watch within one week of receiving their name, then the fairy will immediately die. And so will the human. It is left up to the fairy to make sure they both survive, hence the fairy is given the watches. The watches are supposed to convey that the human and fairy are both taken, to keep other fairies and humans away. Mine and Leopold's watches are both white. How… dull.

I eventually start to hear them walking towards the tree. From the look on his face, Leopold is definitely not happy. He suddenly stops walking, ironically in front of my tree again.

"Who?" He asks the other boy. I narrow my eyes. Is he talking about a girl? Dear Lord, I hope not. If he is, then there is going to be some trouble. Most people I knew in life don't know this, but I am a very jealous person.

"God, obviously!" Leopold looks up. I jump and hide behind some leaves. Right now, I'm in a state where humans are able to see me. I was mistaken, though. He is just looking at the sky. Phew, it would have been an awkward first meeting if he noticed me spying on them.

"And what if I blaspheme? It won't make a difference. What will happen if I do?" You will go to hell, that's what. After you die, that is.

"They say you'll be struck by lightning on the spot." Who even thought of that? That is completely false. Leopold seems to think so too. Good; he's not a gullible idiot.

"Fine then. Let us test it out, shall we?"

"W-What?" - What!?

Ironic. The other boy just voiced what I was thinking.

"I'll sin, and then let's see if I'll be struck by lightning." WHAT THE…!? "All right, I'm doing it. F-

It takes all my strength not to reveal myself and stop him. "DON'T! YOU WILL DIE!" Good thinking, boy. No, Leopold won't die. I'm just afraid he'll have to be a negative fairy for this. I'm luckily a positive one with an easy job. When humans become a fairy after they die, they are either a positive or negative one. Being a positive fairy is like the equivalent of going to heaven, I suppose. You just don't want to end up being a negative one. The way Craig did… alright, bad memories, bad memories.

"Phillip, I need to prove to you these things aren't true. I highly doubt God is listening to little boys like us sinning, and then striking us down with lightning if he does. He created this world. I think he would have much more interesting things to do than kill us."

How… How dare he speak of God like that? Yes, I have a romantic attachment to this boy, but I also still hate him. No one can insult God.

Or my tree.

The second boy is staring at Leopold open mouthed. He must be religious the way I am.

"Well, that's what I think, anyway." Leopold takes a few seconds to think.

"Alright, here I go." My breath hitches in my throat. "FUCK! SHIT! ASS! GOD, FUCK YOU! I HATE GOD!" I don't believe it. He did that… for no reason at all. I almost feel like killing him. But then I would kill myself too. And that's suicide. Suicide is a sin; I think. It caused Craig to… bad memories again.

"What's wrong? I hardly even said anything." Leopold says to his brother.

"…" The boy doesn't reply. Leopold leans against my tree, most likely to wait for the other boy to be able to process what he said. I'm still processing it. But when I see Leopold is not going anywhere, I take that as a chance. Before my kind and loving side can stop myself, I pull out a magic feather that will make him drop unconscious, and then drop it near him. I don't plan to kill Leopold, for I would die as well, but I plan to give him a long talk. And when I say long, I mean LONG. God is no joking matter. And neither is my tree.

Leopold feels me glaring at him and looks behind himself. He sees the feather, like I hoped, and picks it up, studying it. He seems mesmerized by the pure white color of it. He seems to take a while deciding whether to keep it or not. I can practically see his mind debating on the choices. I feel no satisfaction as the feather starts to take effect. Leopold looks like he may fall down any second. I don't like it.

The other boy suddenly shrieks like he did this morning, making both Leopold and I jump and glare at him.

"Leopold, turn to me slowly." Leopold does as the boys says, looking awkward. "Stay there." The other boy puts his hands together and mutters a spell that immediately makes mine fade. Leopold looks awake again. Damn it all. Damn. It. All.

"…What did you do?" He asks the boy.

"I destroyed the spell on you. They taught us that in school when we were very small. That feather was making you fall unconscious. A fairy must have purposely dropped it just now, hoping you would pick it up."

"But why?" Leopold looks puzzled. I cannot believe he doesn't understand why. Why does my human have to be him?

"They were most likely outraged at your blasphemy." Leopold snorts and starts walking away. He doesn't seem to take us fairies seriously.

"Leopold, I swear to dear God, even if it takes your entire lifetime, I will make you truly respect the lord. And my tree." I say to him, even though he cannot hear me.

I by chance meet Leopold again that evening while I'm pacing in the forest. He seems to have run away from home, and also seems to be lost. As expected of someone like him, who doesn't think and just acts. Yes, I'm still extremely angry from when he blasphemed almost in front of me. He does not notice me appear behind him. He is too busy trying to figure out what to do and where to go. Alright… now I pity him. He turns around and crashes straight into me. He nearly falls down, but then stands straight again and starts speaking.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't watching…" He trails off when he sees me. It is most likely my wings that scare him. I don't think he pays attention to anything else.

"GYAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" His scream actually scares me a bit, but I don't show it. He backs away from me, but, of course, trips on some tree root. I start walking up to him. When he hears me, Leopold looks at the ground, waiting for me to end his life. Fat chance. When I stop in front of him, he somehow gets his voice back. "P-PLEASE HAVE MERCY ON ME! I MEAN NONE OF YOU ANY HARM!" The fool. I hold out my hand, waiting for him to take it. Even though a fraction of me does hate him, the rest of me, which is about ninety per cent, loves him unconditionally. I don't have a choice. He is my human. And unfortunately, a romantic one.

He finally opens his eyes and stares at my hand.

"Are you retarded? I want to help you up, fool!" I tell him harshly. He looks embarrassed, but takes my hand nevertheless. He looks at me properly this time. He stares for a long while.

Feeling vulnerable, I snap at him. "Haven't you been taught manners?" The boy looks as if he wants to die. Does me telling him off affect him that much? "You should know it's rude to stare at people."

"…" He finally stops looking at me. Wonderful, now I feel cruel. I shouldn't be speaking like this to my human. He looks afraid of me, which makes me want to kill us both right here and now.

"Are you afraid of me, Leopold?" He looks at me again, surprised I know his name.

"Yes." Unbelievable. He told me the truth.

"Good. You didn't lie. So, why are you afraid of me?"

"…M-My stepbrother told me that fairies kill people and put curses on them…" I frown as I remember what his stepbrother said this morning. "N-NOT THAT I BELIEVED IT OR ANYTHING! IN FACT I STOOD UP FOR YOU FAIRIES! IF YOU THINK I DID OTHERWISE THEN YOU'RE MISTAKEN! HAHAHAHAHA!" He laughs nervously, looking paranoid. I don't like seeing him this afraid of me. He needs to go home before I start screaming at him for making me feel this way. I put my hand on his shoulder and steer him around. "You're home is in that direction." I tell him, pointing straight ahead. "You can use this to help you."

I shove his watch into his hands, making sure it is open so he can see. There is actually almost no point in them except to tell the time, show we own each other, and to communicate. For example, if I willingly think to Leopold 'I love you' (God forbid), it would appear on his watch.

Right now, I want him to go home, so I think to the watch 'The way back to your home' and a pink arrow appears, pointing to his home like it is meant to. I would escort him myself, but I can tell he doesn't like me very much. "Off you go then." I say, giving him a gentle push. He starts to walk away without hesitation. Poor thing.

"We'll meet again." I inform him loudly, just as I fly off.

I hope he heard me.

~Butters' P.O.V~

As Phillip and I walk to school, I pass that tree again. I have a feeling that the fairy I met last night comes here often. The watch it gave me has started glowing. Perhaps it's nearby. I look around, trying to spot it.

"What are you doing?" Phillip asks me, looking irritated. He has been angry with me ever since last night. I don't like him now, so it doesn't matter.

"…" I look carefully in front of the tree. Though blurred at first, I eventually see the fairy standing in front of me. "Nothing. Let's go." I tell Phillip, turning away. Just before I leave it, I give the fairy a nervous wave. It seems shocked that I can see it. When I enter the school house, I immediately notice that Eric, Stanley and Tweek all have watches like the one I have. Strange. Eric and Stanley's are both red, while Tweek's is dark blue.

Did they meet fairies too?

When Stanley sees me, he immediately pulls me aside towards the back of the room, where Eric and Tweek are waiting. They must have noticed I have a watch like theirs. I hope they don't think I've stolen it from a shop.

"So who is yours?" Stanley asks, eyeing my watch.

"Wh-What?" They all roll their eyes, even Tweek. Now that is saying something.

"Which fairy is yours?"

"Which fairy? What are you talking about?"

"The fairy you own. What's his or her name?"

"I own a fairy?"

"You own the fairy that gave you your watch, didn't you know that?" Stanley looks tired.

"You're mistaken! The fairy only gave me this watch to show me the way home. N-Now leave me alone!" I try to walk away, but Stanley grabs my shoulder and slams me against the wall.

"Which fairy was it?"

"I-I don't know it's name! We barely even spoke to each other…" It's true. We only exchanged a few sentences.

"Unbelievable. You don't know your fairy's name, and yet you already have your watch."

"That's enough, Stan. Leave him alone." Someone says from behind him. It's a red haired fairy. I feel like running away.

"Oh no, he's here to torture us again with his smartass comments." Eric says, frowning.

"Right back at you. Um… Leopold, was it?" I nod shakily. "What did your fairy look like? Was he-

"There's no need to ask, Kyle. I already know who it is." Another fairy comes over. Tweek immediately looks away. The new fairy speaks again. "This boy's fairy is Kenny."

"Kenny's his fairy? Are you serious?" Kyle looks taken aback.

"Yes. I saw his square. Had Leopold's name on it. By the way, Leopold, I'm Craig Tucker. I'm Tweek's fairy. Kyle's Stan and Eric's fairy." Kyle shakes my hand happily.

"You're so lucky to have such a kind fairy." He was considered kind?

"And yet Stan and I are stuck with you." Kyle's smile evaporates as Eric speaks.

"Oh really? Well, how-

"H-How are you two not being seen by the other students?" Craig and Kyle look at me.

"Right now, we can only be seen by people who have their watches." Craig says.

"So… So I own the fairy that gave me this watch?"

"Yes. And he owns you."

"So… what's his name again?"

"Kenneth McCormick. We're friends of his, so we call him Kenny. I don't know what he wants you to call him, though." Craig looks like he does.

As I slowly get through the lesson, I notice that after the teacher is finished explaining what to do, Kyle takes advantage of his invisibility and goes over to Eric and Stanley. He seems to give them all the answers to everything. He must be very smart.

I'm gladly not sitting next to Eric any more, but next to, coincidentally, Phillip. Oh well, better than nothing.

Out of nowhere, from the corner of my eye, I see Kenneth standing outside the window. As soon as it knows I see it, it points to it's right sternly and walks away. Wonderful, it wants to speak with me. The only problem is I'm at school right now. Suddenly feeling I have to, I open my watch and see the words 'Walk out of class right now. I am waiting for you.' in it. The watch does work. I stand up slowly.

Here goes…

"Sir?" The said man gruffly turns around, recognizing my voice easily. All the students stop working and look at me as well. They are most likely thinking 'What is this twisted child going to do now?'. I won't disappoint them.

"What, Leopold?"

"I… I'm leaving now. I hate this class." The teacher looks like he may faint, which makes me very happy. My hand still hurts from yesterday.

"G-Goodbye!" I quickly say to everyone before sprinting out the door, stumbling again on the way. I expect the teacher to come and chase me straight away, and he most likely does, but before he can make it out of the building, Kenneth appears and grabs my arm, pulling me away.

"Let's go quickly. If you're seen with me, you'll be charged." Kenneth says, kicking a rock out of the way so I don't trip on it. How kind.

After walking for long; too long, I eventually halt myself and pull my arm away. I want answers. As I'm about to ask, I hear a blood curling scream somewhere in the woods. I get the feeling it's Phillip. Just a feeling…

Oh yes, I want answers.

"Where are you taking me? I think we have gone plenty far, do you not?" Kenneth turns around and looks at me, unfazed.

"What happened to your hand?" It asks me, staring at it. What a large change of subject.

"Oh! I…um, the teacher…" Kenneth nods and steps closer towards me.

"Hold out your hand." I slyly do what it says, keeping my eyes on it to make sure it doesn't do anything. I doubt it will, but I can never be too sure. This is a fairy. Kenneth raises it's hand and holds it slightly above mine. A few seconds later, it's hand begins to glow a golden sort of colour, like the sun. Just as I think about snatching my hand away (because I foolishly think the golden colour is fire), Kenneth speaks again.

"Don't be alarmed. I'm a 'Healing' fairy." I exhale, trembling slightly. I'm so afraid this fairy is going to do something to me. After it finally stops the process of healing me, Kenneth asks a disturbing question. "Are you afraid I'll take you to an isolated place and kill you?" I don't answer. It receives my silent message and looks stricken, though it is barely noticeable. "Well, I assure you, I will not kill you. I merely want to speak with you."

"And what do you want to speak about?"

"Us."

"What do you mean us?"

"Craig and Kyle must have been kind enough to tell you about what you are to me, and what I am to you."

"And exactly what am I to you?"

"You're my human. And since you're a romantic type of human, I feel very strongly for you romantically." I stare at it in shock.

"So, you're saying… you are in lo…" I can't finish the word. "With me?"

"To put it simply, yes." I look the the ground.

"…H-How? Why? If I recall correctly, I have only met you once."

"How do I put this? Since we have a romance bond, that means… I have an automatic attraction to you. I'm sure you feel the same way."

"No, I don't feel the same way."

"Then that is that." My head snaps up. Is this thing serious?

"Then, will you continue to pursue me?"

"If you mean stay by your side, then yes, I will."

"Kenneth… I will never, ever feel for you that way. In fact, right at this moment, I hate you."

"Don't worry… I hate you too." Kenneth smiles, though I can easily tell it is fake.

"B-But you just said-

"It's more than possible to hate and love people at the same time. It happens more often than you think." I'm about to tell it how ridiculous that sounds, but we both hear a loud thud and someone crying out in pain. Kenneth rolls it's eyes and looks behind a nearby tree, where the sound came from. "Are you alright? Where have you been?" I hear it ask. There is no reply. A few seconds later, Kenneth comes out with a young girl, perhaps about six or seven. It is definitely a fairy, judging from it's wings. It looks confused, not sure where it is.

"What is the date today?" It asks Kenneth nervously.

"Wednesday, October 11th, 1782." The female fairy suddenly regains a type of bounce in it's posture.

"Oh thank God. I'm back in the present. I wasn't sure my watch was still working. It's been a while, hasn't not? A month?"

"About that amount." The girl notices me and smiles warmly. I scowl. I'm not comfortable with males, but I downright hate females. Especially young ones like this. So childish and irritating.

"This is him." It states to Kenneth, definitely not in a questionable way. It nods, avoiding eye contact with both of us.

"Hello, Leopold. My name is Ruby Tucker. It's a pleasure to finally meet you… officially." The fairy holds out it's hand. I don't shake it because I still don't trust fairies. When it realizes I won't shake it's hand, Ruby looks at Kenneth in alarm.

"Is this a time when people don't shake hands, or somethin'? I forgot." I stare.

"No, no. Leopold's just a very shy boy." I glower at Kenneth, who has an annoying smirk on it's face. Why can't it just disappear? Ruby notices me staring and smiles apologetically.

"I'm so sorry! You must be confused." Ruby pulls out a very nice looking golden watch. "I am a 'Time Travel' fairy. My job is to travel to the future and past to collect information that may be important to us fairies. I know you from seeing you in the future." If what this girl says is true, it must be very intelligent if it is able to travel through time and see that large an amount of things. I hope she hasn't seen my past.

Kenneth eventually allows me to come home. He hasn't let me out of his sight the whole day. I think he wants to just be close to me to know I'm safe. I suppose it's a good thing he's my fairy. If I'm in danger, he won't have any problem saving me. He even walks me to the back door of my home, just to be safe. Right at this moment, he's made sure no one can see him but me.

I'm also referring to Kenneth as 'he' or 'him' now. I've gotten to used to him now to call him an 'it'. And I'm sure as far as he's concerned, I'll be with him for a long, long time. Maybe my whole life.

"Go inside right now. If you see anyone, don't talk to them. Just ignore them, no matter who they are." Kenneth says to me from behind.

"Y-Yes." Before I can run away from this strange fairy, he puts a hand on my shoulder and pulls me back.

"Leopold." He whispers, sounding almost weary.

"Y-Yes?"

"…I love you." The words send a chill down my back. Those are the last words I'd ever want a male fairy, or anyone for that matter, to say to me. Kenneth obviously doesn't expect a reply because he lets me go straight after he says it. I'm glad.

Kenneth dejectedly walks away, leaving me strangely feeling… guilty? It's not like I like this fairy. I still loathe him. I'll never like him in a million years… but I feel cruel for something. It's almost like an unwilling feeling of guilt, sadness, and regret mixed together in me.

It feels horrible.

"L-LEOPOLD!" Before I can even turn around fully, Phillip comes out of nowhere and hugs me like a small frightened child would hug their mother. I decide to disobey Kenneth for just a moment.

"What happened to you?" I push Phillip away and look him up and down. He looks scruffy and dirty. He's probably been lost in the woods all day. He also has a cut on his cheek. The most obvious thing, though, is he looks like he's been crying for a while.

"I-I almost… he was a… a fairy." Phillip starts sobbing and walks inside, pushing me out of the way of the door. What the…?

What happened to him today?

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