Kenny wasn't too surprised when his parents divorced. If anything, he was surprised it didn't happen sooner. Now all he had to do was make sure he got to stay with Karen and protect her, he didn't want to be put in different homes... Luckily, all the kids went with Carol, and apparently, Carol already had a new husband, a man who'd just moved to South Park; a man with a kid of his own. Carol expected Kevin, Kenny, and Karen to move into the new house while she and her new husband were out for dinner, so they didn't bother her and their new stepfather during their budget honeymoon.

Kenny held two stacked boxes as he stared up at the new house. It wasn't too much, he had to admit, but it was a lot better than his childhood one. He grabbed Karen's hand and led her into the house, bringing her into the new room. Carol had mentioned something about how Kenny, Karen and their new step-sibling share the spare bedroom and Kevin getting the basement since he's the eldest, so that was probably why there were already a few things in the corner, probably the mentioned step-siblings. Kenny set down his and Karen's boxes, patting the girl's head as he pointed to the boxes. "How about you unpack? I'll work on dinner."

Kenny left the new bedroom and went out to the kitchen to look through the cabinets, looking for some Pop-Tarts or something. While he was warming up the Pop-Tarts, he failed to notice you walking into the kitchen for a glass of water, not having been told your father was marrying a woman with three kids. You jumped and dropped the glass, expecting to be home alone right now. Kenny looked over his shoulder at you with the just finished Pop Tarts, surprised to see you as well, but not nearly as much. "Oh hey,"