South Park: Dragging Me Down

Doubt

"So are mine, but you don't hear me complaining." Kenny gave him a thumbs up. "Good job, Pippers."

"O-Okay." Pip said, not knowing what else to say to that.

Kenny smirked. It was kind of fun playing two versions of himself. For one it was needed so Pip wouldn't get suspicious and put two and two together, but in his head he had to keep his two identities separate. It was safer that way. Mysterion was still a little miffed with Pip for running off on him when he thought things were going so well, but he knew how much Pip was hurting. He could see it right now. Pip looked truly distraught and wasn't really trying to hide it because he figured Kenny wouldn't care either way, but secretly, he did care.

That was the fun of it.

Mysterion and Kenny both cared about Pip. Mysterion more overtly, but then again, Kenny was working undercover. At least this facade meant that he could spend time with Pip at school and maybe protect him from being hurt without it seeming suspicious. Pip really needed the help.

Kenny grinned and looked over at Pip who was now flicking through Kenny's English book, but his grin dropped when his eyes caught three circular scars on Pip's wrist after the Brit's sleeve slipped up.

I've never noticed those before...

Not noticing Kenny's frown, Pip quickly adjusted his sleeve and continued flipping pages in the workbook. He looked up to find Kenny staring at him. "A-Are you okay?"

Kenny was burning up inside. He knew exactly what had made those scars on Pip's wrist and it pissed him off. He ignored Pip's question. "You could teach me English History if you wanted." he forced out, trying not to sound too irritated.

"But... that's not on the curriculum here."

"Oh."

"Sorry."

Pip turned over another page in the workbook and his sleeve rolled up again. "Romeo and Juliet?" he offered.

Kenny vehemently shook his head. "I don't want to learn about that crap."

"B-But it's one of the main modules."

"I don't care. I don't even have the book so how can I study it?"

"I... can give you my copy. I-If you like?"

"What?"

"If it'll help you then you can have it."

"Why would you do that?" Kenny asked, a feeling of disbelief ruling his expression.

"I-I like helping people." Pip shrugged.

"Weird." Kenny commented, snatching the book from him. He flicked through it from start to finish then yawned. "Yeah, that's boring."

"But you didn't even read it!" Pip cried, reaching to take the book back. Kenny held it out of his reach and latched his free hand onto Pip's wrist. Pip squeaked and tried to pull away but Kenny was too strong. Kenny glared down at the smaller blonde and back down at the cruel scars marking Pip's wrist. He immediately let go and threw the book in Pip's face.

"Keep your shitty book. I don't need it anyway."

Pip pulled the book into his chest, "I-I'm sorry..."

"God you're such a pussy."

"I'm sorry."

"Stop apologizing! Fuck, you're such a moron."

"O-Okay."

"No, you're not supposed to agree with me, idiot. You're supposed to say-"

"Sorry?"