A/n: apologizes for the slow update, school just started up again so I'll be very busy with assignments and such. Also, updates will be more slower than usual. I appreciate your patience enjoy.

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The sun began to set, casting a beautiful orange color throughout the sky along with the sound of birds chirping. A small chill managed to make. it's way into your bedroom which caused you to shiver slightly, your fingers clutching tightly onto Kenny's parka.

He paused the video game that you two were playing and looked at you with concern. "Are you cold, doll?" He asked, moving closer to you and placing his arm around you. "Not really, just a bit chilly." You muttered, snuggling into the warmth coming from Kenny's body.

"Oh, your window is open," Kenny observed, frowning slightly. "I'll close that for ya." He got up from your bed and walked over to the window, closing it before slowly coming back over to your bed and sitting beside you, pulling you into his embrace.

You sighed delightfully as you wrapped your arms around Kenny, resting your head comfortably against his chest as your legs tangled together. "Thank you..." You murmured, snuggling deeper into his warm embrace, enjoying the comfortable silence of the room.

"I think we had enough video games for today, why don't we just I don't know talk? Maybe watch TV?" He suggested, earning a nod from you. "Yeah, that sounds good." You agreed with a slight blush on your cheeks. "Then let's watch TV." Kenny said, standing up from your bed "Alright, hey what time is it?" You asked as you watched Kenny turn on the cable box.

"Uh, it's 5:00 pm." He answered, plugging the cable into your TV. "It feels so late already..." You commented. After an hour of watching mindless Netflix and laughing along with each other, it was nearly 6:00, meaning that it was time to go out on your date with Kenny.

"Alright, I'm gonna take a shower real quick, okay? Be right back." You told Kenny, hopping off of the bed and walking out of your room, making your way to the bathroom. You closed the door and locked it, knowing how perverted Kenny is he would probably try and peek in the shower while you're taking a shower if the door wasn't locked.

You quickly undressed and stepped into the shower, turning on the water to hellish temperatures of hot. You took a couple of deep breaths to calm yourself down before stepping into the shower and closing your eyes. The feeling of warm water hitting your skin almost sent you into heaven, your muscles relaxing and becoming less tense.

After taking a very long shower and washing all the dirt away, you hopped out and grabbed a towel, drying yourself off. When you finished drying yourself off, you headed out of the bathroom and walked back into your bedroom, making sure that your towel wouldn't fall off your waist. Kenny could only stare at you, his mouth hanging open as he tried not to drool.

"Wh- you're comfortable with me seeing you naked?" He stuttered, blushing furiously. "Well, I have a towel that's covering me so it's fine, but can you please get out so that I can get dressed?" You stated, tugging on the towel that covered your lower half.

You weren't ready to show Kenny the extent of your body yet; especially if he was drooling in front of you. Kenny blinked a couple of times, snapping out of his trance and nodding his head, backing out of your bedroom to give you some privacy. What a pervert.

With that, you went over to your closet and opened it, taking out some clothes to wear, you chose a comfy black jacket with pockets in the sleeves, a simple white spaghetti strap tank top, a pair of jeans, some black leathered boots, and a white beanie with black linings and a puffball at the top. You then slipped on your outfit and did your hair, drying it and brushing it out. Once you finished you exited your room, only for Kenny to be looking at you as if you were some celebrity.

"Wow, you clean up nice." He commented, admiring your appearance. "Thanks, now are we going or not?" You asked, looking impatiently at him. "Right, sorry babe, let's go." He said chuckling. He linked your hands together with his and lead you downstairs, he opened the door to your house and walked outside before closing it shut. You then grabbed your house keys and locked the door and with that, the two of you began to walk to Raisins.

Your stomach churned anxiously, hoping that nothing would go wrong tonight. After walking for a while you finally arrived at Raisins and you both headed inside and found a seat. Girls in skimpy uniforms rushed around, serving customers drinks and food to them. Some also even entertained the guests. "Hey cuties, welcome to Raisins I'm Mercedes what can I get you?" The waitress asked, smiling brightly.

"I'd like some Pepsi and a cheeseburger with fries." Kenny replied, giving her a bright smile and causing her to blush slightly. "Alright, and you?" Mercedes asked, looking at you. "Uh, I'd like some f/d and f/f." You answered, shrugging lightly as she wrote it down on the paper that was in her hands. "I'll bring those right out to you." Mercedes told you, disappearing behind into the kitchen after writing down your orders.

"Geez Ken, these girls here look skimpy." You commented, eyeing the scantily clad girls around you. "They're supposed to look and act all skimpy and seductive it's a part of their job description." He replied, shrugging nonchalantly. "Oh." You replied, nodding your head in understanding.

You were about to say something else when Mercedes came out with your drinks. "Food will be out in a few minutes, alright?" Mercedes questioned the both of you with a bright smile, handing Kenny and your drinks. She then walked away to give observe how things were doing in the kitchen.

"Sounds good." Kenny responded, sending you a wink that made your heart skip a beat. You chuckled nervously, looking away as you stared down at your drink. "Aww, don't be shy! Look at me." Kenny cooed, leaning forward a bit and cupping your face softly between his hands, forcing you to meet his gaze. "I'm not shy asshole!" You snapped playfully, trying to hide the redness of your face from his intense gaze. "Whatever you say, sweetheart~." He teased, leaning back to his original position.

"Fuck you." You mumbled quietly, pulling away from him and giggling. "Honestly, I wish you could." Kenny smirked, earning him a death glare from you. "Not gonna happen anytime soon you horny bastard." You retorted. he let out a disappointed groan at that.

After a few minutes, Mercedes came back out with your food, setting your plates down on the table. "Here you go cuties, enjoy." She said kindly, flashing a bright smile at you. With that you thanked her and dug into your meal, chewing carefully and savoring every bite.

"If you need anything else just holler at me okay?" She said, you gave her a nod and with that, she left to go severe other customers. You turned to see Kenny eating his food, a small smile gracing his lips. He has such a slightly innocent boyish charm to him, he looks cute when he smiles like this and it makes your heart flutter whenever he does it.

But you decided to stop admiring him and continued eating your meal. "Next time we go on a date, I'm picking the place." You remarked, swallowing a mouthful of food before continuing talking. "Fair enough." Kenny agreed with a shrug.

"So what are we doing after this, Mr. Prince Charming?" You asked in a teasing tone. "Prince Charming?! That's Princess Kenny to you sweetheart!" He corrected, crossing his arms dramatically, putting on this high voice trying to sound like a woman. You had to admit, it was adorable.

"Princess Kenny? Huh..." You trailed off with a hint of curiosity in your voice. "Is there any lore behind this 'Princess Kenny' alter ego of yours?" You asked curiously, raising one eyebrow, your expression was still somewhat playful. There should be a story behind it.

"Well back in 4th grade the guys and I would play together and roleplay as though we were in Lord of The Rings in our backyards. And I wanted the role as a princess so I could feel like an important character for once." Kenny explained, reminiscing the memory. You couldn't help but laugh, imagining an 8-year-old Kenny dressed as a princess despite him being a boy.

"Aww, I love how cute you can be sometimes~" You cooed, resting your cheek against your hand and smiling lovingly. "I try my best, Y/n." He grinned. "I know you do." You assured, smiling softly. You were about to say something else until Mercedes came back to your table, a bright smile on her face. "So, how's your meal going for you? Is everything tasting fine?" She asked, y'know normal waiter stuff.

"Everything's good." Kenny replied, smiling at Mercedes. "We just finished our food." You added, motioning toward the empty plate and cup in front of you. "Oh yeah, here." Kenny reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet, grabbed some money, and tipped the Raisins girl.

With that, you and Kenny both stood up and left the restaurant. As you began heading home, Kenny stopped dead in his tracks causing you to stop as well. "What's wrong?" You asked, looking at him. Kenny looked up at you with a confused look on his face before shaking his head lightly.

"Nothing, let's keep going." He replied, continuing to walk alongside you. "Uh, okay weirdo." You smiled, grabbing a hold of his hand, and intertwining your fingers with his. You felt him squeeze your hand gently and a soft chuckle escaped his lips.

"So, tell me more of this 'Princess Kenny'." You had to admit, you were intrigued to know more of this alter ego of his. It just sounded interesting to you. So you couldn't help but feel fascinated. "Well," Kenny started. "There is not much to tell, Princess Kenny is a very vital part of her kingdom which is called Kupa Keep that and she was a Japanese princess at some point." Kenny explained, looking ahead while holding your hand tightly. You nodded your head, listening intently to every word that he was saying.

"Do you have any other alter egos besides Princess Kenny?" You asked, this question caught Kenny off guard. He couldn't tell you that he was Mysterion, not yet at least, especially considering you didn't have any clue that he was Mysterion. This man was an enigma. You didn't even know what he does when you're not around at night.

"Nope, just Princess Kenny." He lied in a believable tone. "Alrighty then." You hummed, squeezing his hand slightly and smiling at him. "Oh, okay then. Are you going to spend the night at my place?" You asked, a curious glint in your eyes.

"I'd love to but I can't. I have plans in mind." Kenny answered, his expression turning a little sheepish at having to turn down your offer. This made you feel suspicious but you simply answered with s nod of her head.

"Okay." You simply stated, of course, you could've asked what those plans were but you weren't going to be nosy. It wouldn't hurt to have a little break from being around each other. But that didn't mean that you weren't disappointed or upset about missing your chance to spend the night with him. After walking a few more minutes, you eventually reached your house.

"Thank you for taking me out to dinner. You didn't have to do that." You thanked him, giving him a big hug and kissing him on the cheek. "Well of course I had to, what kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn't take you out to dinner every once in a while?" Kenny said, wrapping his arm around you. "A good one I suppose. Thanks again for tonight." You said, breaking the embrace and walking towards the door.

"Anytime babe. See you tomorrow at school?" He questioned. "Always." You said, giving him one last kiss on the lips. With that Kenny left, he couldn't help but feel flustered and all over the place.

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Kenny opened the door to his home and went inside, only to be greeted by the sight of his parents sitting on the couch watching TV. He silently sighed, closing the door as he headed to his room. "Oh, where have you been Kenny?" Carol asked, giving her son a curious look wondering why he came home so late. "I took my girlfriend out on a date." Kenny replied nonchalantly, shrugging his shoulders.

"Aww, that's nice of you Kenny, I wish your father would take me out on dates but he's too busy getting drunk and smoking cigars at the bar with his friends!" Carol exclaimed, glaring daggers at Stuart who was reading a Playboy magazine. Stuart glared back at her, rolling his eyes.

"Well, I'm sorry that I want to spend time with the guy's Carol!" Stuart snapped. "Yeah, and you spend all the money I earn from washing dishes at the Olive Garden!" Carol snapped back. Kenny sighed, pulling at the strings of his orange parka.

Kenny was starting to get tired of this so he went to his room, ignoring the bickering between his parents. Once inside his bedroom, he tossed his bag onto the floor, flopping down on his bed and burying his face into his pillow.

"Fucking hell..." He mumbled quietly, letting out another sigh. The poor guy needed a break from his parents' arguing. Maybe going out as Mysterion and patrolling the streets of this town would help him clear his mind.

He pulled himself off his bed and changed into his Mysterion costume. Once he got into his costume, his phone rang, pulling him away from his thoughts. He picked it up, seeing that the caller ID was Cartman. He pressed answer and placed the phone up to his ear, answering the call.

"Hey, Kenny gets in you're Mysterion and come over to my house, ASAP." Cartman-er the Coon demanded. Mysterion was confused but he complied anyways, hanging up as soon as he hung up. He knew that Cartman's crazy ass was up to something.

He was always up to something so he decided to go along with whatever it was because he didn't care anymore. Also, he wanted to take every chance he could just to piss fatass off because Mysterion found that extremely funny.

"What is it now Cartman?" Mysterion grumbled, opening the window to escape through. "Shut up, Kenny and just get over to my house!" The Coon whined. Mysterion rolled his eyes and hung up the phone before climbing out his window and walking towards Cartman's house which was a few blocks down from his own.

As soon as he made it, he knocked on Cartman's door which Liane answered. "Eric honey! your friend is here!" She called out to her son, who glared at her. "Shut up Meem!" Cartman hissed under his breath. He shoved Liane away from the door frame and gestured for Mysterion to come in and he obliged, Coon shutting the door afterward.

"Mysterion, so glad you could make it, come with me please." Cartman said, dragging Mysterion into his basement that was supposedly his 'secret' base. "Why have you called?" Mysterion inquired, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall. "It's about that annoying Paradox chick." Cartman said. "What about her?" Mysterion questioned, raising a brow at the fatass.

"Well, I'm glad you asked Mysterion because I for one know that you have met this bitch. And it's obvious that you want to rid of her just as much I do." Cartman stated, grinning mischievously. "And the simplest way to get rid of our problems is murder." He added, a devious smirk appearing on his face.

"I'm not killing anyone fatass." Mysterion retorted, rolling his eyes and beginning to walk out of the basement but Cartman grabbed his arm and forced him to stay there.

"Just hear me out Mysterion, if we murder Paradox then we won't have to worry about our hero franchises going to shit!" Cartman argued. "We're not murdering anybody over your stupid franchise that you made up when we were 8!" Mysterion growled, slapping Cartman's hand off his arm.

"I know Stan and Kyle wouldn't let you get away with this and I'm not either." Mysterion added, trying to leave the room but once again Cartman stopped him.

"Come on, Mysterion. You know this would solve everything and bring everyone together." Cartman pleaded. "No, I'm done playing your dumb games." Mysterion growled, pushing Cartman off him roughly. "Alright fine! I didn't need you anyway Kenny! I've got Butters!" Cartman huffed, crossing his arms in annoyance.

With that Mysterion left the basement and exited his house, deciding to patrol the streets as per usual. He was currently patrolling the streets, checking for suspicious people and anything that seemed out of the ordinary to him.

As he continued to inspect the area, he thought about what Cartman said about morning Paradox. There was no way in hell Mysterion would ever murder an Innocent person just for who just wanted to help out this community to gain public fame. He didn't agree with the Coon's logic.

And it was obvious that Cartman wanted to murder her just so that he can stay in his place of being in the 'spotlight'. Kenny didn't approve of that, even though he finds Paradox annoying he didn't think she deserves to die. Nobody does.

Mysterion just doesn't understand why Cartman hates her so much. That woman wasn't that bad of a person. Sure, she may be irritating but Mysterion still admired her and considered her to be a great heroine even though he barely knew her at all.

But he was starting to slowly like and trust her, even more, the more he thought about her. She did find his little sister after all and kept her company until he found her himself, maybe she isn't so bad of a person. She wasn't.

The sight of a familiar feminine figure snapped him out of his train of thoughts. Speak of the devil, there you were in his sight dressed in your Paradox costume. "What'chu staring at? And here I thought you didn't trust me Mysterion. Yet here you are, gazing at me like I'm some famous celebrity. Starstruck much?" You joked, causing Mysterion to blush slightly.

"Yeah, about that. We need to have a serious talk, Paradox." Mysterion said sternly, grabbing your wrist and dragging you along with him. "Talk? What about?" You asked, frowning slightly. "You'll find out in a minute but it's about the Coon." Mysterion responded, leading you into an empty dark alleyway where he could speak to you without any distractions.

"Alright, mysterious edge lord." You chuckled, crossing your arms and standing beside him. Whatever Mysterion wanted to talk about sounded serious and it intrigued you nonetheless.

"Don't call me that." Mysterion muttered. "Whatever you say, now what ever it is you need to talk about go ahead and spill the tea. I'm listening." You smiled. Mysterion exhaled, running his hand through his hair as he tried to form the right words to tell you what was bothering him.

How the hell was he going to explain this to you?