Parting ways with Craig and Tweek, making a last minute study date if none of their papers were finished by the due date Wednesday, Kenny and Hunter's date was getting back on track. Mostly. Whether or not she was a guy, it didn't look good to be walking down the street with his companion in such a fouled-up state, so they had to delay even further so she could go into the nearest bathroom to clean up some of the blood from her face. Kenny made the mistake of going into the men's room with her, but at the time, there was no way either of them could have guessed how terrible a decision that was.
Rinsing away as much of the surprise altercation as she could at the sink, truly appalled by how filthy and cracked the mirror was, Hunter looked back at the reflection of Kenny. Spitting out what she hoped was the rest of the blood, the girl spoke over her shoulder. "Thanks for letting me get that out of my system. God, my dad is such a butt-fucking ass-munch! So not like you, so thanks again - I really appreciate it." Still furious and thinking with all the wrong parts of her body, Hunter channeled her outrage from her fists to her lips. "In fact, if you come over here, I can show you just how grateful I am..."
Practically dancing in place, Kenny whooped in excitement. "Whoo-hoo!"
A very naughty kitty, the huntress grinned as wide as the Cheshire, sitting herself up on the very same sink that had repulsed her only seconds ago. Eager as always, the blonde closed the distance in the blink of an eye, mouth colliding hard against his girlfriend's. Her mouth tasted strongly of blood, but at the moment that only served to intensify the fervor in which their bodies danced, limbs caught in an electric frenzy.
Just as she reached down for his belt buckle, the door swung open once more, and who should have entered the room but Mr. Garrison, wrapped up in his own dirty little secret. Mouths hanging open in horror, Kenny and Hunter watched as their teacher realized he was not as alone as he had thought, his partner straightening up a little too quickly. With something very like nausea, they recognized the second man as their French teacher.
"Oh, Kenny, I haven't seen you working the circuit in these parts in a while." Acting as nonchalant as if they had been in a normal setting and not almost seeing each other fucking, Mr. Garrison looked on in annoyance as his date scurried off into the nearest available stall. "I didn't realize that you and your boyfriend were exhibitionists. Maybe sometime we could get together and have a little 'talk', if you catch my drift."
Unfortunately they did. Eww.
Not cluing on to the first part of what Mr. Garrison had said to Kenny, Hunter did catch the second bit. "We're not exhibitionists!" There was a guilty rumble in her stomach, as that was not strictly true, nor was it entirely false. "I... We just... It was the heat of the moment!"
Unconvinced, Garrison thought that Hunter was in major denial. "Oh of course you are! This is pretty much the only bathroom in the town that will let you use it without purchasing anything, and that's only because the owner films everything that happens in here."
"That's illegal to film people having intercourse without their permission!" The daughter of a lawyer, it was only natural that she would view it like that.
"What, no! The owner only does that to prevent vandalism!" He felt as if he were talking to the biggest retard in the class - he felt as if he were addressing Eric. "But people know that, so they only come in here if they really have to go to the restroom, or if they want to be watched having sex."
Oh God, was that true?! Were they exhibitionists? It wasn't like she was thinking about being watched while they were doing it... In fact, even in his room, Hunter had tried to keep herself covered as much as she could, but the fact still remained that they had already done it in public once before...
Fuck, what had only started out as a distinct possibility in her mind now became a full-fledged promise. "Kenny, I was going to say this during dinner, but I think that we should slow down. So far it feels like most of all of what he do is have sex, and I want you to know that there is more to me than just my tits - I want to know that we can be a real couple. So do you think that we could try to go three dates without having sex?"
Snorting, Mr. Garrison scoffed. "Please, three dates? How easy are you?! If you really want him to show that he's committed, you better make it at least ten. Any less and you might as well be selling yourself on the corner for less than a pack of smokes."
As much as she hated to admit it, Mr. Garrison had a point. A fucked up point, but a point nonetheless. Ten dates was kind of perfect (although five would have been the best option for them), and then once it was time for them to get close again, she should be more willing to try some of the things he wanted to do. If not, if they failed miserably, well that meant that they probably had little business being a couple in the first place.
Reading the book as if it were a girl, Kenny could have punched Garrison square in the balls, were he not convinced that the old perv would like it, or that he wouldn't get detention for the rest of the year. "Thanks." Kenny was more than fine with her wanting to take her time, but ten dates?! That was going to be murder on his balls. Sure, it could have lasted for that long or longer, but to know ahead of time that it was going to take that long? And because they didn't date every single day, that could have meant months before he got to see Squishy again!
Proof of how much he must like her to agree to this - and with a witness - the blonde agreed, sobbing on the inside. "Ok, we can wait ten dates..."
"Oh, I know, how about we make this into a special extra credit-assignment!" Thinking back to their lackluster grades and Hunter's request for some extra credit, this killed two birds with one stone, maybe even three. "Using the honor system - Hunter'll do the right thing, just like his good friend Kyle, I'm sure - we'll make it so that you get a fifty point bonus on your final grade, but if you screw the pooch and fuck before then, I'll deduct the bonus points. So in other words, the longer you two hold out, the better your grades will be."
Battling the desire to inquire as to the moral integrity of this agreement and getting a better grade, Hunter asked the second biggest question she had. "But what if we crack before our second date, say in about an hour?"
Pointing at her, as unaware of her gender as any of the students, Mr. Garrison sounded grim. "Then you're just as big a slut as your boyfriend." Yep, a guilt trip on morality, because Hubert was so the most qualified person to give one. "Your grade won't suffer because you can't keep it in your pants, just your dignity and self-respect." He still wasn't prepared to give up on the idea of a steamy foursome just yet. "Unless you boys just want to save the trouble and have sex with us?"
Entering into this secret arrangement - only slightly better than cheating directly from the state answer sheet on a state standardized test - Hunter felt close enough to her mentor to tell him to go fuck himself, in a more polite manner. "We'll just stick with the assignment, thanks."
Literally telling Garrison to fuck himself was what Kenny was thinking, but as much as he wanted to stand up for his girlfriend, the blonde boy could tell that this whole thing meant a lot to her and would be killing two gigantic birds with one stone, so he resisted the urge. Although, being that noble would have been easier if all of this hadn't hit him all at once. "Fuck that. We'll do your assignment, but that's all we're doing."
Well fine then, it was their loss...
So they ruin their sibling's first date, get into a fight with a close authority figure, brawl with their friends, and get propositioned by their homeroom teacher. Wow. Ok, so the whole Garrison/secret assignment thing just hit me spur-of-the-moment. Is it obvious? Thankfully it managed to fit into my plans...
I do not own South Park, that's all on Matt and Trey, but I do own Hunter and the rest of the Bloodworth clan!
