Out in South Park

Rosalynn is not your average teenager. She loves to draw, skateboard, hang with the guys, and is quite innocent. Her dad's job requires her family to move quite often, so when he lets them know the day after school ends for the summer that they have to move. No one is really surprised. They pack up and head out of California to a small little town in Colorado called South Park. Rosalynn has no trouble getting friends, but what happens when she falls for one? Why does she feel so close to everyone right off the bat? Why is South Park such a weird town?
(The cover art I did not draw. It's from Deviant Art by the user kamaniki. I also do not own any of the South Park characters and landmarks that I will use, obviously. That credit goes to Trey and Matt.)
[Until I get time, this is unedited. So for typos and mistakes like that. I'll get around to it.]


19. Tammy

*Late That Night*

Just a few minutes before three, and I can’t take it. The rest of the day without Kenny wasn’t terrible, but I missed him something terrible. I’ve also got some things to ask him about death and his life.

My phone vibrates and I quickly grab it and answer the call. “Welcome back.”

“Glad to back,” Kenny’s voice is a little deeper than normal.

“Where are you,” I smile.

“At your front door. Well, actually on your porch swing. It’s a beautiful night out.”

“I took a nap just for you, so I’m coming down.”

“See you soon, then.”

I let my phone fall onto my bed and hop up, slipping on some shoes and throwing a blanket over my shoulders. Then I head downstairs, quietly head out the front door, and spot Kenny on the porch swing.

“Kenneth,” I smile as I place the blanket over both of us and sit down next to him.

“It’s beautiful out here, isn’t it,” Kenny puts his arm around my shoulder. He’s not wearing his parka, just a band t-shirt and shorts.

“It is,” I snuggle into him.

“Hm,” he hums.

“Kenny, I have some questions.”

“Ask away.”

“When you die, where do you go?”

“Heaven or Hell. It just depends.”

“Where did you go this last time?”


“Do you like looking at the stars?” I start to really take in the night sky.

“Yeah. It helps me clear my mind,” he kisses the top of my head.

“Who’s Tammy?” I blurt out.

“What? Who is who?”

“Tammy. Who is she?”

“Who told you about her?”

“It doesn’t matter. Forget I asked.”

Kenny swiftly brings me into his lap and puts his lips near my neck. “Who told you?”

“Wendy did.”

“Now we’re getting somewhere.” His voice is deeper and demanding. Very strict and I can’t help but really like it. “Why do you want to know?” He presses a hard kiss to my neck.

I squirm in his grasp, “I don’t know. I guess, I’ve been told by multiple people that she was important to you. I just, felt you should tell me. I could’ve had anyone tell me, but I wanted you to. Felt you should. I thought you’d tell me one day just because. You haven’t so I decided to ask.”

“She was my first real girlfriend. I loved her. At least, so I thought. Nine year old me was kind of stupid. I did everything to make her happy. See her smile,” his voice is calming down. “Then, she died of an STD. She was a whore, I knew that. And she took me with her. It’s over and done with.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Are you?” Kenny’s voice is back to being demanding.”

“I am. I truly am. I didn’t know,” I feel a tear escape my eye.

“Well, now you do. And there’s one more thing,” he roughly kisses my neck again.

“What?” I whimper.

“I don’t give any fucks about Tammy anymore. I love you. Only you. Okay?”

I nod, “I love you too.”

He kisses my neck one more time before pulling away. “Wait, are you crying?”

I wipe the tears off my face, “Maybe. You kind of scared me there at the end. At first, being demanding was very attractive to me. Then, it really freaked me out.”

“You should have told me to stop,” he pulls me back into his chest. “She just, you just, I’m sorry Princess,” his voice is finally back to normal. “You’ll have to tell me next time. I just lose control sometimes.”

“I accept your apology,” I close my eyes and snuggle into his chest, grabbing onto his shirt near his stomach. “I’ll try to next time. I liked the neck kisses though.”

“Oh, you did?” He chuckles. “Want another?”

“Be gentle.”

He nuzzles his face into my neck. “I will.”

I giggle, “Your nose tickles.”

He gives a quick kiss before chuckling. “Does it? Are you ticklish?”

“A little. Don’t tickle me, please,” I pout.

He pulls away from my neck and wraps the blanket around us better. “Not here, I won’t tickle you this time.”


“It’s so peaceful out here at night.”

“It’s a little cold, though.”

“I’m keeping you warm, right?”

“Yeah, plus the blanket.”

“Is this going to be a regular thing for us when I die?”

“Hm, I guess so. I’d like to do it even if you don’t die. Go out and lie in the bed of your truck.”

“That sounds like a great date for when we start going on dates and all that.”

“We could even have sex under the stars one night.”

“That would be fucking amazing. That’s happening.”

“Can I ask you more questions?”

“Go ahead.”

“I know you answered this before, but does it still really hurt when you die? I’d think somehow it would get better with time. Is that what you said last time?”

“It has gotten better. It’s still quite painful. It is okay to ask that a lot, I like letting stuff about my death off my chest.”

“Do you guys play any sports?”

“We are on our school’s baseball team that’s in the spring and fall. We’re pretty good. Then the other guys may play other sports or some club.”

“I’ll come and watch you at every game.”

“Sex after a game would be amazing.”

“You’d have to win the game.”
“Of course. No pity sex.”

I giggle, “I love how comfortable I am around you.”

“It’s really nice that we can talk about anything. It’s a rare thing to do with another person.”

“I just want to fall asleep. Right here in your arms. But I can’t because, well, of many reasons,” I yawn.

“I’ll protect you,” Kenny coos. “And, I’ll take you to your room at any time. You’ve seen my muscles. I can carry you.”

“You do have very nice muscles,” I smile. “There’s no doubt in my mind you can carry me. And hold me down. Tackle me, but you’d never do that.”

“Of course not. I don’t want to hurt you. Bruises from kissing don’t count.”

“Nope, they don’t,” I yawn once again. “Take me to my room before six.”

“All right, I can do that. I’ll just wait until you fall asleep.”

“Good plan. You’re so smart.”

“You know it.”

“One more thing before I shut up.”

“What’s that, Princess?”

“I love you, my perverted bastard.”

He chuckles. “And I love you, my beautiful, um, princess.”

“So cliché.”

“My nerdy skater? My cuddly dork? My skating princess?”

“Please stop,” I giggle. “I’m just you beautiful girl.”

“That I love so much.”

“Mmhhm,” I bite my lip to hold back a yawn.

“Goodnight beautiful. See you in the morning.”

*The Next Morning*

I wake up with my head on Kenny’s chest and my hands still gripping his shirt. We’re in my bed with the covers just barely covering me. A soft snore escaping Kenny’s lips.

It’s so nice. Just being this close to him. Just knowing he loves me. Just knowing he’d do anything for me and my happiness.

“Mmm,” Kenny pulls me closer.

“Kenny,” I squirm and break out of his grip, sitting up so I can look at him.

His hair is everywhere and his mouth is slightly open. His shorts are off and this moment makes me want to wake up to him a lot more.

“Kenneth,” I run my hand through his hair. “Wake up, it’s already ten.”

He groans but blinks his eyes open. A smile instantly on his face when he focuses in on me. “Morning.”

“Good morning sleepy head,” I smile back.

“Did you sleep well?”

“The best I’ve had in a while.”

“Good.” He smirks, “Have nice dreams?”

“I, um,” my face heats up. “Did I say something in my sleep?”

“Just moaned my name a few times.”

I cover my face with my hands. “Oh god.”

Kenny laughs, “I thought it was kind of cute. You’re still very innocent to me.” The bed bounces a bit as he sits up and pulls me into his chest. “I’ve moaned your name in my sleep.”

I pull my hands away from my face and wrap my arms around him. “So, you’ve had wet dreams about me?”

“Yeah, quite a few times. They were amazing, may I add.”

“I don’t doubt it.”

“The real thing will be so much better.”

“Won’t I be in pain? Bleed?”

“Everyone’s first time is different. Let’s hope it doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t have to. I mean, like, some girls are just, hm. I’ll shut up.”

I laugh. “I get it. I think.”

“So innocent,” he lightly tickles my sides. “I love you.”

I giggle, “I love you too.”

I think we should get ready since we are going to the movies in a few hours.”

“You mean, I’m going to get ready here and you’re going home to get ready.”

He sighs, “Fine. Then we can meet up at my house.”

“Sounds perfect.”

*A Few Hours Later*

“This popcorn is amazing,” I smile as I pop more into my mouth.

“Can I have a candy bar?” Kyle asks Cartman.

“Hm,” Cartman looks all over his candy. “Nope, I don’t have any Jewish candy.”

“You fucker.”

“Kyle, I’ll give you one of my candy bars,” I reach across Kenny and throw Kyle a candy bar.

“Thanks Rosa,” Kyle smiles.

“I’m so excited about watching this in the theaters again,” Stan takes a sip of his soda.

“Didn’t we all go see this back when we were eight?” I ask.

“We may have,” Kyle answers. “I’m so glad you remembered us.”

“So am I.”

Kenny leans in close to me, his lips brushing my cheek. “You still would’ve fallen in love with me, so it wouldn’t have mattered. But I’m glad you remembered.”

“And you’re glad I can remember, right?”

“Fuck yes.”

“Go ahead and kiss my cheek.”

“How’d you know I was going to ask?” He pecks my cheek.

“I know.”

He leans back, puts the armrest up, puts his arm around me, and pulls me close.

“I’m kind of glad we are the only ones in the theater,” Cartman says.

“Same,” I snuggle into Kenny.

“An empty theater isn’t rare,” Kenny whisper to me. “So, if that were to happen one day, we could have sex in the top row.”

“Hm, I could think about doing that.”

The lights dim and the trailers start. It’s finally time for the movie to start. For Terrance and Phillip: Asses of Fire to start.


Hope you liked it! Trying to stay true to South Park with all the cussing and sexual talking. Haha, one more for today! :D

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