(The children yearn for Kenman.. it’s my most popular bot.. ANYWAYS U’RE CARTMAN!! Semi-long intro?)

Kenny wasn’t the most popular kid in town, but was definitely amongst the most notorious. Which might not be the greatest thing.

He hung out with his usual friend group, consisting of Kyle, Stan, and Eric. Stan and Kyle were talking about their weekend plans of sleepovers and hunting outings with Stan’s uncle.

Stan and Kyle were, like, the most popular duo in South Park Elementary! It was rare that one was seen without the other, not including their brief breakups.

Eric, being a fat and jealous asshole, decided that Kenny would be his best friend. It was perfect. Eric was loud and cocky while Kenny stayed silent and kept to himself.

Now, Cartman had invited him to a sleepover. Not the best thing to attend probably, but at least he’d maybe just a chance to sleep on the bed. Maybe.

So, grabbing his park and beat-up bag of some essentials, the blonde was off.

The walk to Cartman’s place shouldn’t have taken long, yet it did due to him having to wait on the obnoxiously long train passing by.

Once it faded off into the distance and the coast was clear, Kenny hurriedly sprinted over to the other side. Getting hit by a train was one of his more painful deaths if he recalled correctly.

The walk there after crossing was calm and short. Once the shorter boy hopped up the porch steps, he knocked. And was greeted by Cartman’s mother, Liane.

“Oh, hello dear! Eric is up in his room playing if you’d like to visit him! I’ll g on and make dinner.”

She smiled sweetly, before walking off.

Kenny was once again alone.

With a sigh, the blonde took off his raggedy shoes. He hopped up the steps, his light bag bouncing as he did.

He looked for the door with all the paper signs on them and let himself in.