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kirbychan234 · 5 years

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Mountain Sound - Chapter 1

Written for @k2-week

Day 1 - Cuddling

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“You’re a complete fucking mess, you know that?”

Kenny laughed and snuggled a little closer. “So I’ve been told. By you, several times.”

“And yet none of those times have gotten through your thick skull, apparently.”

As his blond-haired “attendee” nuzzled into his chest, Human Kite rolled his eyes. This one, Kenneth McCormick (he’d learned his name after the third time of saving his accident-prone ass), was one of the weirdest people he’d ever met. This certainly wasn’t the first time Kite had saved him, and he was certain it wouldn’t be the last. Kite had lost count of how many times he’d saved Kenny.

…Okay no, that wasn’t true. The number was sixteen.

Still, that was a ridiculous number for one person.

And it wasn’t like it was something he could just ignore either. Normally getting attention from someone did not involve putting yourself in life threatening situations.

Well, maybe it did. But not to the extent that Kenny did. “Okay, to be fair, I didn’t plan on that one happening,” Kenny replied as Kite managed to touch down on the ground. “Someone ran into me, and I fell. Happens all the time, trust me.”

Kite gave him a look. “You falling off buildings “happens all the time”.” It was more of a confirmation than a question, but nevertheless, it made Kenny laugh once more.

“Yeah.”

“Jesus Christ, how haven’t you died yet?”

Kenny grinned, and Kite realized too late how damning his words had been. “Well, I gots me a hot superhero to save me, of course! I mean damn, most people woulda given up on me by now, but you just keep rescuin’ me all the-”

He stopped when something gently whapped him on the side of the head. Kenny barely blinked and caught the slightest glance at a long tail slithering out of sight. “Whoa. I forgot you had a tail, dude.”

Kite rose a brow. “How the ever-loving fuck do you forget something like that?”

“What can I say?” Kenny managed to shrug while still holding onto Kite’s shoulders. “I’m talented.”

“You’re something, alright.” Kite rolled his eyes. “And anyway, do you realize how retarded you sound? You get in life-threatening situations all the time? For real dude, you need to stop doing this. What if something happens to you and I’m not there to help? What if I’m on the other side of the city?”

“I told you, I can’t help it. Shit just happens to me.” Kenny winked, and Kite was taken aback at how nonchalant Kenny sounded. Like he didn’t care about his wellbeing at all. “That’s why I’m glad you’re here to save my accident-prone ass.”

Just as Kite was about to throw another retort, Kenny cut him off by continuing. “Besides, s’not like I can just call you or whatever whenever I wanna see you or chat. This is the next best thing, right? Might as well use my shitty luck to my advantage for once and talk to a superhero cutie~”

Kite, embarrassedly, felt himself flush. And for once, he was speechless. Kenny looked far too pleased with himself. “Nobody’s ever hit on you like that before, huh?”

“Nobody’s-?” Kite stopped himself there before he said something ridiculous. “Do you even listen to yourself? You’re hitting on someone in costume? Are you nuts or something? You don’t even know who I am!”

“No, but I know enough t’know you’re a good person.” Kenny smiled warmly at his savior, and Kite’s stomach starting doing circus acts. “You gotta be if you keep saving someone as unlucky as me. And I mean…”

He looked down at the both of them, smile turning into a full-blown smirk. “You’re still holding me. That’s gotta mean somethin’, right?”

Kite flushed even more and immediately dropped Kenny, huffing and looking away. He gritted his teeth when Kenny merely laughed. “Aw c’mon Kite, don’t play with my heart like that,” he joked cheerily.

“You’re fucking impossible,” Kite groaned. “I can’t – I don’t even know how to respond to that.”

“Oh?~ Do I take your breath away?~”

Goddammit he walked right into that one. “Shut the hell up, dude.”

He didn’t exactly find himself…repulsed by the idea, despite his bitching. Kenny was sweet, if not completely insufferable, and Kite couldn’t lie and say his laugh was bad. It was almost cute, actually.

Plus it just seemed like this guy really needed a friend. Kite almost wished he wasn’t in costume…almost. “So…” Kenny spoke up again, obviously ignoring Kite’s half-hearted complaint. “Think I could see you again this Friday?” He asked with a cheeky grin.

Kite blankly stared at him. “Uh…” he stammered. “I mean…if I’m around where you are, yeah.”

His laugh took Kite by surprise. “Wow, that’s cold, dude.” Kenny walked over and brushed an escaped strand of red hair out from Kite’s face. “I’m trying to ask you out on a date, genius.”

That certainly caught Kite’s attention. “Wha-what?!”

He could tell Kenny’s confidence wavered a little. “A date. You know what a date is, right?”

His little tease seemed to snap Kite out of it. If there was one thing Kenny had learned about his superhero crush, it was the fact that Kite didn’t take being told he didn’t know something very well, especially when he really did have the knowledge. “Fuck you, that’s not what I meant!” He spat. “I just – are you serious?”

“Yeah dude, completely.” Kenny tried one of his blinding smiles, which he had been told could either make someone fall head-over-heels for him (Tammy), or make someone want to sock him in the face (Cartman). He was hoping it was the former.

And from the flustered look on Kite’s face, maaaaaybe he was getting the desired effect? God he hoped so, Kite could probably punch really hard. “I – you – dude…” He seemed speechless, and Kenny took some pride in that. “I’m – you don’t even know who I am! I can’t just – are you seriously asking me to tell you who I am just so you can go on a date with me?!”

Ah, and there was the big question. Kenny shook his head. “Nah, not at all,” he replied easily.

Unfortunately, it didn’t seem to make Kite feel any better. “Then what-?”

“Let me finish.” Kenny cut him off before Kite got too far, and swallowed nervously. A bold move; Kenny put his hand on Kite’s arm. “I know how secret identities work, dude. I’m not saying to tell me your real name or whatever. I just…wanna hang out with you. Maybe get some take-out or something. We don’t gotta do anything crazy, just go somewhere private and…talk.”

“Talk.” Kite was almost deadpan. He honestly couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “I…you’re just…you’re crazy, you know?”

Kenny’s smile fell, and his gaze went to his feet. “So…is that a no?”

“I didn’t say that.” Surprised, Kenny’s eyes shot up to Kite’s face. He wasn’t looking at Ken, but from the blush on his cheeks that he could see even under his goggles…Kenny’s heart fluttered in his chest. “Fine. I think I can make some time to just…hang out, or whatever with you. It’ll at least make me feel better that your life’s not in danger every night.”

Kenny felt warm, and his smile nearly knocked Kite off his feet. “Dude,” he started. “You just made my day. Hell, my fucking week.”

“Sure.” The blush on Kite’s face got a little deeper. “Just tell me where to meet you, and I’ll be there.”

#Kirby writes #south park #sp k2 week #sp k2 week 2019 #kitenny #day one: cuddling #in an au where mysterion doesn't exist and human kite and toolshed are the local heroes

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gpaficmas · 5 years

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Robin Chronicles - Part 4

Robin sat in the family room, watching a toddler William play with his toys with a smile. Her baby was growing up so fast and already she knew he was so smart. Every day that she got to spend with him made her life happier. Right now she was waiting on Hazel, who was supposed to visit today with some news. She was looking forward to seeing her sister, actually, since she hadn't had much company as of late. It was hard to feel too bad about it though when she remembered that she did have her little William and he was never unhappy to see her or spend time with her.

"Momma look my car!" he exclaimed, bringing over his favorite car and showing it off. It wasn't the first time she'd seen this car, for he tended to like to show it off quite often.

Still she gave him a big smile and examined it as if it were the first time that she'd ever seen the toy. "Wow, this is the best car I've ever seen!" she exclaimed, handing it back to William who giggled and nodded enthusiastically before running back to the play mat where he could zoom his car around the lined streets.

A doorbell sounded and Robin knew it meant that her sister had arrived. Nonetheless, it wasn't her place to go and open the door and so she stayed put. A few minutes later, Hazel was being lead into the family room and Robin was rising with a smile to meet her.She thanked the maid who had showed her sister here and then invited the other woman to sit down.

"Hello Will," Hazel greeted the toddler, waving at him as he held up his car.

"William, come greet your aunt properly," Robin said, her voice firm but kind.

"There's no need for that," Hazel interjected, sighing when William did rise and come to see her.

"Hello Aunt Hazel," he said dutifully, in the way that he'd been taught to greet people. Even as a toddler he held himself a little straighter when he greeted her, despite the way that her name was chipped by his toddler manner of speaking.

"Hello Will," she repeated, leaning forward and pressing him on the top of his head. "Please go play with your cars. You looked like you were having fun and I didn't mean to interrupt."

A smile spread across his face and he happily ran back to his toys, getting right back into zooming his cars around.

"I have something to tell you," Hazel said, diving right into her reason for the visit and taking a seat while doing so. "Kenny proposed."

Robin looked at her sister stunned. She knew that she'd been seeing someone while at college, but she'd sort of assumed that once she'd finished school she'd be leaving that life behind and find someone of their social circle. She'd heard a lot about Kenny. He was studying journalism in school, he was on a full scholarship and his family lived in a rented house. He had no savings to his name. He was not the type of person that a Dixie girl was supposed to be involved with. "Did you figure out how to turn him down?" Robin asked, thinking this was why she'd come here today.

"I'm not turning him down," Hazel answered. "I'm telling him yes."

She blinked several times, shaking her head. "But- Hazel, what will happen?" She'd never considered that her sister would take things further than toeing the line. That she'd do more than some college rebellion before settling into the life that she was meant for.

"Mother and father are cutting me off," she answered with a shrug. "They've already made it quite clear that if I say yes I won't be entitled to any money. They're freezing my cards, my accounts, and I'd imagine writing me out of the will. They also said I am no longer welcome to visit."

"Hazel," she looked sadly to her sister, wondering why she'd go through with this. If Kenny could be worth the loss that she'd be experiencing.

"I swung by to say goodbye to you and to Will," Hazel continued with a sigh. "Since I imagine that William is also going to forbid you from seeing me."

Robin shook her head as she looked at her sister, wondering where she'd gotten that idea. Just because her parents were cutting her off didn't mean that she had to too. Nor did it mean that William would want her to stop seeing her sister. "Hazel, I think you still hold the wrong impression of William. He'd never ask me to do anything that would hurt me like that. He's a busy man, yes and he has a lot of weight on his shoulders but he loves me and he takes care of me."

Hazel snorted lightly and shook her head. "Robin, I need you to hear this before I go. William is abusing you and I know you don't see it, but he is."

"What? Hazel, don't be ridiculous," she answered, pulling back from her sister. This hurt. She loved William and she knew that he loved her too. Even if he didn't act the way that Kenny did with Hazel, it didn't matter. He was a good husband. She was lucky to have him. "He's never hit me once. Never threatened to hit me. Never called me any nasty names even. I can't believe you'd even imply something like that."

"There are different types of abuse, Robin," Hazel replied sadly, reaching out to try and take the other woman's hand but Robin pulled back still. She was hurt and she didn't understand why Hazel was acting this way. "He's got it so that you can't even see it but from the outside, I see it and you deserve better. Even if you don't see it, I need you to know it."

Neither of them realized that William Jr. had come by at this point. He was working from home today, having had a late night the night before at work and now he stood in the doorway with an unreadable face. "Are you insulting my wife's intelligence?" he questioned, his voice low.

Robin immediately jumped up and looked to William Jr., a guilty expression on her face. She hadn't tried hard enough to shut her sister down. She was going to make William feel like she didn't care what was being said and that wasn't the case.

Hazel also stood and she sneered in the direction of William Jr. "How like you to be hiding around and manipulate a situation," she spat with distaste. "But Robin knows that I was not insulting her intelligence."

"Oh, cause it sounded to me that you think she wouldn't know if she was being abused," William replied, walking in and over to his wife. "That you are smarter than her and it's your job to explain her own life to her. Robin, do you know what's going on in your life?"

"Of course I do," Robin answered, quickly looking up at William Jr with a quick nod. "And I was telling her that she's wrong. I am really happy and well taken care of."

Hazel closed her eyes and took in a deep breath. "Robin... can we please talk in private? I'll explain everything and maybe you'll be able to understand where I'm-"

"Robin is fully capable of understanding anything you have to say," William spoke up, a fierce edge to his voice. His arm wrapped around her protectively.

"Well then you'd let her speak to me alone!" Hazel snapped, reaching forward again to try and take hold of Robin's hand.

"Stop!" Robin exclaimed, a few tears welling up in her eyes. How could Hazel do this? How could she speak as if she were simple? How could she not see how happy she was with William? That their relationship was a loving one? Why was she trying to hurt her like this? "Hazel, I don't need to speak to you in private. I know what you think already, but you're wrong. I'm very loved and very well taken care of." She couldn't help the tears that slipped past her eyes. "And I wish you could see that. My relationship isn't yours but... I'm happy."

William rubbed her back and pulled her into his arms. Their son seemed to figure out that she was crying too and ran over, hugging her leg. "Momma!" he cried, clinging to her. "Momma no cry!" Robin bent down to scoop up her toddler, who hugged her close and pressed kisses to her face. "No cry momma. I love you!" All that served to do was to make her cry a little more at how amazing her son was and she hugged him closer to her.

"I think it's time that you go," William Jr said, his tone hard. "You know where the door is."

"Robin-" Hazel's voice was a bit softer.

"Leave, Hazel," William repeated and the woman threw a nasty glare at him before she did turn to go and do just that. "I don't know if it's good for William to be around her."

Robin looked up at her husband. "I think she just needs some time to-"

He looked at her with some pity and reached forward. "Robin," he said, his tone gentle but holding an underlying steel to it. "You've told me time and time again that Hazel is not the type that changes her mind. She's stubborn and if this is what she thinks she won't change her mind."

"But, maybe I can show her that she's wrong and-"

"Robin, do you agree with what she's saying?" He looked at her with eyes harder than before, but his face portrayed a hurt expression.

"No, of course not!" She was quick to reassure him, not wanting him to think for a second that she believed herself to be in an abusive situation.

"But she does believe what she's saying and if you continue to have her around, people will think that you agree with her," he said, his tone perfectly reasonable. "Do you want people to think that you agree with her?"

"No, I don't-"

"And do you want William to start hearing those lies and believing them?"

"No!" She held her little boy closer, wanting to shield him from everything that was happening.

"Then doesn't it make sense that you'll have to stop seeing her?" William questioned, looking at her with an open expression. "I know you're not the idiot your sister was trying to paint you as. I know you're smart enough to make the right choice here."

She thought about what it would mean never to see her sister again. Then she thought about what it would mean to let everyone think that she was agreeing to the idea that William abused her. There was no choice here at all. She gave a nod. "You're right," she answered with a sigh.

"You won't see her again?"

"I won't see her again," Robin assured him with a slight smile even though her heart sunk at the idea of never talking to her sister again. One of the few people who checked up on her just because she seemed to care about her. However, clearly, there was something broken in that relationship. Something that couldn't be fixed.

William graced her with a smile and leaned forward to press a kiss against her lips. "That's my girl," he said. "I knew I could count on you." He frowned a little as he pushed some of her hair out of her face. "Have you noticed that your hair is getting a bit unruly?"

She hadn't but she knew that she could fix that. "I'll make an appointment at the salon this week," she told him.

He nodded approvingly and told her that he'd have to go back to work, leaving her alone with William again who was starting to wiggle around in her arms so she took a seat and set him back on the ground. "Go back to your cars," she said, then looked at the doorway where her sister had vanished knowing that she'd never really see her again. It was a sobering thought, but she wasn't alone. No, she had her son and her husband and what more did she really need? "I'm happy as long as I've got you... Will," she told her little boy, deciding that maybe adopting her sister's nickname for her son would let her keep a piece of her around still.

#robin chronicles #fic

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