|•|Kenny's POV|•|

Owwww, shit my head hurts. Fuck I've gotta change the cloth on Dovy's head. Wait why the fuck are my hands bond? Where am I? And why's it so damn dark?

The sound of someone having a coughing fit reaches my ears. Suddenly, I'm blinded by a bright light that forces me to close my eyes. "Ah fuck what the shit?" I protest.

"Ken?" The hoarse voice of Dovahkiin questions.

I squint my eyes in attempt not to be blinded and I'm met with the sight of an ill looking Dovahkiin tied to a pole with something on his nose. "Dova! What's going on?" I call out looking around to find chicks in suits and masks. What the fuck.

Once they see me looking at them though they back up and out of the room and close the door.

"I *cough cough cough hack* don't know but I'm feeling like crap. What the fuck is on my nose?" Dov responds.

"I'm not completely sure. Looks like a clip or something. HEY BITCHES! WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU AND WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT WITH US!" I shout out hoping to get their attention.

Unfortunately I get nothing in response. "Well that didn't work." I grumble.

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After about 20 minutes of just sitting there with the masked bitches coming back ever five minutes to check on us, Dovahkiin's ears perk up.

"Someone's coming. But there's more than two of them." He says listening closely.

"Are they moving us?" I wonder, panic once again sparking up in me. I may or may not have had a miniature panic attack when they had come over to place rag on Dovahkiin's head. Said they needed him alive.

"It's ok Kenny I-*cough cough* I don't think it's them." Dovahkiin says looking towards the door.

After a few seconds, Dovahkiin's ears twitch again and the door slow creaks open.

"Guys? What the fuck are you doing here?" I whisper shout at them as they rush towards us. Craig works on picking the lock on Dovahkiin's chains as Michael cuts my ropes.

"Oh you know only saving our friends." Stan responds helping Dovahkiin up as Kyle does the same for me.

Suddenly the doors slam shut and both Tweek and Butters scream. "What the fuck!?" Cartman yells.

"Well it's locked now and the locks on the other side. So Picking the lock it out of the question." Clyde announces, after attempting to open the doors.

"No shit Clyde as if we didn't know that!" Cartman yells at him.

"Hey it was worth a shot!" Clyde retaliates.

"I'm just going to stop you guys right there, because the last thing we need right now is arguing!" Token intervenes.

"Yeah Token's right we've got bigger is- what was that?" Pete questions looking up at the sound of a creak.

We all direct our gaze upwards to see what the hell made that sound. That was a mistake because a shit ton of Blood gets poured onto us.

"AHHH! W-W-WHAT THE F-FUCK MAN!" Tweek screams freaking out.

"Wait I don't think it's real." Dovahkiin says sniffing it with his no longer clipped nose. As he says that, a series of (almost) in sync poof like bangs fills our ears as we are all covered head to toe in glitter on top of the fake blood.

"PAY BACK BITCHES!" The sound of several female voices shout at us from the now open door way.

"WHAT THE FUCK!? YOU FUCKING BITCHES!" Cartman yells out.

"HENRIETTA IM GONNA KILL YOU!" Pete screams rushing towards her. Naturally she runs away screaming. The other girls clear out of the way.

Annie walks up to Dovahkiin and hands him a few pills and a bottle of water. "FYI we planned this not knowing you were sick." She announces as Dovahkiin takes the medicine and chugs the water.

"It's fine... Ish. But next time don't fucking kidnap us. You gave Kenny a panic attack." Dovahkiin says glaring.

"You guys gave us panic attacks!" Wendy counters.

"Your fault for trying to prank call us in the first place!" I counter.

"You played along with it!" Bebe retaliates.

"And we were originally going to take Pete but him and Michael were surgically attached to each other." Annie giggles showing Dovahkiin, Craig, and Stan a picture I presume.

"Aww! 'Bout fucking time too!" Dovahkiin snickers looking at Michael whose watching Pete try to Kill Henrietta.

"You should've seen this morning, Michael was just Holding Pete like a teddy bear. And evidently a nice smelling teddy bear considering he had his face buried in his hair." Kyle comments helping me walk over to see the pic.

"Did you get a Picture?" Annie asks excitedly.

"Well duh. But you don't deserve to see the Cuteness." Kyle says crossing his arms.

"He Also forgot his phone sooooo."
Stan adds on.

"Dammit Stan." Kyle grumbles.

"Can we just go back to Kyle's house now. I don't think I'm going to really be able to stay awake much longer."  My poor sick Dovy requests.

"Yeah. Let's get out of here. PETE MICHAEL LETS GO! KILL HENRIETTA LATER!" Craig yells at them.

We hear a scream come from somewhere outside this blood and glitter filled room.

"Or finish killing her now that also works." Butters mumbles as we begin making our way out doors.

"I'm just gonna let Pete handle that." Michael say following us back.

"Fuck it leave him, let's just go. I guess we're going to have a video game day or something." Kyle sighs as we begin walking.

"N-N-No horror g-games." Tweek stutters out. "T-too much pressure and t-too many j-jump scares."

"Mm we'll see. We'll probably take a vote once we get back." Cartman says. He's been a lot quieter recently. Huh.

"Gah! What do you m-mean!?" Tweek asks, on the verge of a freak out.

"It means Cartmam is a fatass dick." Clyde replies.

"Fuck you Clyde." Cartman grumbles back evidently not having the energy to fight him. See. Somethings up with him but whatever.

"Screw whoever Yu, is, shouldn't you be saying, 'Fuck Token Clyde'" Dovahkiin says, a shit eating grin on his face.

Clyde's face lights up like a damn Christmas tree with only red lights on it. "GO FUCK YOURSELF DOVAHKIIN!" He shouts.

Guess Token sees this as a set up for a better come back because he says back "But Clyde he has Kenny for that."

"Except for he factor that we haven't done that." I mumble, flipping him off.

"Wait. You guys have been together for five years, and you haven't had sex yet? Are you just like waiting for marriage or some crap?" Pete whispers at me, finally joining us.

"There is no way I am making it to marriage." The both of us respond simultaneously.

"Ok what the fuck is holding you guys back then?" Michael asks.

We both look at each other and shrug.

"Life?" Dovahkiin offers up, earning several eye rolls. What is holding us back?

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END OF CHAPTER 6
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An: Oops. This is kinda late and kinda short. Honestly I don't know where I'm going with 2/3 on going stories I have published.

I started out thinking, YA THIS WILK BE GREAT! But now... Then my Free! one which none of you guys probably read, it hurts me to right but I promised if continue it for a person because I know how it feels for an author to suddenly say "This is really crap I'm ending it." When you think it's great.

So now it's been at 704 words with a 78 pre An explaining things that I won't be able to do.

I also got bottom braces yesterday. No top ones yet.

But that's besides the point. What's important is whether or not you enjoyed this chapter and if you did to Boop that vote button on the nose and perhaps cough up a comment. Or a lung whichever you feel like.

Any ways I'll see you guys In probably like a 12 say minimum.
Au revoir Little biscuits!

🎲Cookie out🎲