Kenny Video Tapes His Death
Kenny was just sick and tired of everyone thinking he was always around. He died over and over, while no one seemed to care. He tried so many times to show the rest of Coon and Friends he couldn't die it was ridiculous. He tried everything he could think of. Suddenly Stan shouted at him from a different section of the table. "Dude, if you are so obsessed with this, why don't you just video tape yourself dying and coming back to life?!" Kyle smacked him in the back of his head, and called him out on his stupid idea, but to Kenny it was perfect.
He smiled wide, and shouted, "That's it!" Standing up on the table he ran for the stairs, Kyle right behind him. He slammed the door on Kyle and moved a table infront of it. He quickly went to Mrs. Cartman, who was bringing Eric some cheesie poofs. "MRS. CARTMAN! MRS. CARTMAN!" He shouted, running towrds her. "May I borrow a video camera?!" Mrs. Cartman smiled and said yes pointing him in the direction of the camera. While Eric complained to her about needing a soda.
Kenny ran for the camera upstairs, just as Kyle, along with the other Coon and Friends made it up the stairs. "There he is!" Kyle shouted. "Mysterion, don't do this!" Stan shouted. Kenny just smiled at him. "Bye you guys." He said in his deep voice, and jumped from the window and ran to his house. The others giving chase, but were to slow because they didn't want to fall to far.
Kenny quickly turned the camera on, and started recording towards his bed. He grabbed a knife from his parents and stabbed himself on the bed. Oh god it hurt. He hopped he didn't end up in heaven or h He bled out just as the others got there. Stan shouting "Oh my god, She killed Kenny." and Kyle shouting, "You bastard" were the last words he heard before waking up in his bed. He got up to check the camera. It was still recording. He gave himself a fist bump and replayed the video. It had everything.
-Kenny is so adorable-
The next day was show and tell. Everyone was like, "Hi Kenny." or "Why'd you leave early Kenny?" to him. He would just smile and mumble something indistinguishable, while the person who asked would just smile and nod. He sat down at his desk. Mr. Garrison walked in.
"Now would anyone like to share something with the class?" Kenny raised his hand and Mr. Garrison let him go first. He hooked up the camera to the projector, and played the tape in it's entirety. It showed him stabbing himself, the guys coming in and doing their lines, along with him appearing in bed with wings and a halo that slowly faded away. Kenny took down his hood, gaining a few gasps.
"I fucking told you guys!"
This comment sparked a ton of new ones.
"What the hell dude!"
"That's fucked up!"
"What's going on?"
"Why did I say she?"
The rest of the class was spent remembering all the times Kenny had died. With Kenny smug, and commenting on how he was finally justified.
I finally was able to get my idea written! :D Yes! This is a win for me.
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