So if y'all DON'T see me online, I am having a six hour flight to Helsinki and a few hour drive home from there. I won't be responsive for a while. Also, yes, this chapter includes Smut because I'm in a fucking plane and wanted to write bloody something.
~Eko.
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Yet an another morning in South Park, this time occupied by Kyle Broflovski getting up at my face, yelling at me to get up.

"I swear, I'm awake!"

"Better be! Stan's sleeping and I don't have enough in my heart to wake him up after the healing he had to do yesterday but I wanted to ask you to help with something."

"Why not ask someone else?"

"Because I don't want your lazy ass here just to corrupt Stan and break down fences, I need you to do something outside of making the kids of this village criminals."

I laugh and sit up.

"Oh dear! You smell!"

"What did you expect? I haven't washed in forever."

Kyle sighs.

"Then you're gonna have to! I'm going to go down to the forest.... um.... it's a difficult one to explain but we need wood."

"What for?"

Kyle sighs.

"I need to burn something.... badly."

I roll my eyes.

"What are you gonna burn?"

"Oh last thing.... don't tell people."

"What the fuck are you burning for it to be so secretive?"

"Fairies and other creatures didn't use to live together, we have different traditions."

"What are you gonna burn?"

"Wood."

"Why?"

"It's a fairy tradition. I don't believe it but it's supposed to be something that means peace for the rest of the year. Dad told me to do it this year since he won't be here."

I nod and get up.

"Why can't the others know?"

"Brings bad luck if there are too many people."

"But why didn't you do it alone then?"

"I don't trust you here without Stan or myself watching after you until you have proved you're useful."

"Useful?"

"This village isn't like this by luck. You're glad we haven't had tree fallings or dry season yet. That's when you need to use those sticks you've got for arms to carry shit."

"Why not roll the tree?"

"Because we need each inch of wood we get. Hello, I'm looking for any sign of intelligence."

I roll my eyes.

"Be glad, I could've left you with Craig, he'd be an asshole whole way through this morning. Now, come. We're gonna get the wood first, light it second, wash yourself third."

"Can you just get fire out of your hand or something?"

Kyle laughs.

"Where did that come from? You can't make material out of thin air! We can only manipulate the environment around!"

I roll my eyes.

"Doesn't seem very powerful."

"Shut up or I make you want to kill yourself. I won't fucking hesitate!"

"Wow wow, calm down."

"Stop annoying me and I will."

I nod and just take the axe. I guess I took it with me here.... that's not creepy at all! I was so tired I fucking forgot I had it with me.

"Why did you have that with you?"

"If I had an idea, I'd say. Let's hope I didn't murder people."

Kyle laughs and I swing it on my shoulder, nearly falling over.

"Maybe I should hold that."

I roll my eyes.

"Where?"

"My mouth. Did you think I was gonna walk over there?"

"How are you in shape when you always use the other form?"

"Easy, I don't eat much. I prefer not eating much and being in my growing human form a lot. I hold on with less as a tiger."

"So if there was a lack of food—."

"There was. We used to be animals for weeks on end and sleep just after the witch ban. But Stan can teach you more, I don't remember that time well. I have small memories from the time but nothing great. The further we go, the less I remember."

He sighs.

"It sucked, fairies live a hundred years most of the time. Some live longer lives, some shorter lives... but watching everyone you were born with die in front of your eyes...... I would have hoped that Stan would've been born when I was 30 or 40, I'll likely outlive him."

"So everyone around you died—."

"Twice, almost three times. It sucks because I barely remember the people I was born with. I remember having a great friend, Someone I loved to underworld and back. I don't remember the name, face, nothing. I just remember they married and I was the flower boy, as I was four. Probably the first time I realised 'holy fuck, I'll miss out on my life!'"

He smiles.

"Then I got off the curse, thank Worlds. That day is my birthday now.... because we don't know what day I was born. Dad went to 159 and mom went to 250 before it escaped her. It was May and it was so glorious. Stan was there and so was most of the village. I was actually the last of my family to get the curse lifted, my parents thought I would get off. It's why they stopped counting."

He nods.

"Well, lets go. Give me the axe."

I do and give it to him.

"Kyle..... did you know Stan's family?"

He freezes.

"I um..........."

"You did, huh."

"Stan asked that. He asks what his grandparents were like and how his dad acted as a child. I just... it's complicated."

"You were four so you di—."

"No no! Not at all! It wasn't that. His grandma was born over here, dad's side. So was his grandpa.... I however happen to know that his family is hiding something, Stan..... doesn't."

"What are they hiding?"

"So um.... Stan has two cousins he is unaware of. His grandparents didn't get together at first, however Stan's grandma got together with someone with the last name Tucker."

"Oh."

"Yeeeah. They made us promise not to mention it but eh, you won't tell him."

"Why is that awkward?"

"I had to live through Stan crushing on Craig."

"OOOH!"

Kyle nods.

"It was.... interesting. Part of me thought 'they can't have kids if they do get together', a part thought that since they didn't know it would be fine and the last part was extremely jealous of Crai—NEVER MIND!"

"Aw. You like Stan?"

Okay, you're new to this formation, you're having a small crush, just remember to ship it more.

"If you tell a soul—."

"I won't!"

"Then yeah. I've liked him for ages, dude is smart and kind and likes animals. Plus, we've been through a lot together."

"Does he like you?"

Kyle shakes his head.

"Doubt it, he's head over heels for Wendy... STILL. They used to date but Stan can't let go of her because she looks cute."

"Ouch."

"Say something I can't agree on. Sometimes it feels like a dramatic play. But hey, I've been trying to move on."

I nod.

"Lets get wood."

He nods and takes the axe into his mouth before turning into his tiger. He smacks me on and starts running.

I assume I can't run this fast but I could surprise myself. After all, this feels like 20 kilometres an hour. I doubt we're going that speed but it feels like it. Do tigers run that fast? I don't think, pray always runs faster and I don't think I have many animals that run faster than that in my head. Stan as a coyote runs way faster than a natural coyote, we could be going that speed I guess. Doubt it but could.

"Okay, Okay, I'm off."

I get off him and he spits the axe out of his mouth, I take it almost immediately.

"Sorry that's gonna be a little wet."

"Don't worry about it. Now, do you have a certain wood or is everything fine?"

"Anything really, as long as it burns.... I hope. That's as far as my nearly 300 years old knowledge goes."

I nod and take a hold of a short tree. It looks to be fully grown at maybe 7-8 feet-ish.

"I'ma cut this bitch. Seems dry enough to burn."

I do the rest of the through looking.

"Yeah it works. Watch out, this bitch will fall good."

Kyle nods and I hit into it, over and over.

"That looks brutal," he mutters.

"Oh shit, other side."

I go on the other side and hit it yet again. It starts falling in the other direction, hitting the ground.

"He had too much to drink," Kyle jokes.

I laugh before taking a branch, cutting it off.

"You can burn branches, right?"

"I believe so."

I nod and continue to cut the branches off. Holy shit this is an actual sport!

"Thanks for helping me!" Kyle says.

I laugh and cut one more branch.

"Is this enough?"

"Should be."

He ties a few together with rope.... Wait where did he ge—?

"Okay, done."

I nod as he shows me what looks like a boat or what is it called? The flat thing that floats? Yeah any who. One of those and like three branches.

"We burn it on water to keep us from a wildfire, especially since burning is the only dead healers can't stop."

I nod. He looks sort of awkward.

"I erm..... do you wanna go see it burn?"

"I mean.... you said it's bad luck to have a lot of people."

"Oh.... yeah but since the water people normally leave the lake for it, we've had three people, four. Two won't be too much I guess."

I nod.

"Okay then."

He smiles.

"Thanks. I um... confession, I don't like fire. That's why I've been kinda angsty this morning. I saw great people get burned in an age where I didn't understand that it wasn't fires fault and l sort of have an irrational fear of it. It's far greater than you could imagine, seeing as I know it's harmless by now but still I can't be the one that lights a fire."

I nod and give him the axe.

"Okay then. You hang onto this... this can't get wet before it burns and leaves to the lake."

He gives me the platform and sticks before turning, pushing me on his back again before running. This would have a perfect opportunity for him to spend time with Stan if Stan didn't have to do a huge operation the day before. Goddamnit, that's bad timing. Really bad, I would have loved them getting together. It would have been adorable. But hey, they've got time, neither of them is even 18 (well Kyle is in a way. It's overly confusing so I'm just going to use his physical age)  They've got time.

I get thrown off his back. I sigh and look at him as he changes.

"Sorry but I really couldn't do it any other way, you didn't get off."

I sigh and give him the wooden thing.

"Hey! People!"

They rise out of the lake.

"Oh it's time already?" Bebe asks.

Kyle nods.

"Turn around, we'll dress and go."

Both of us turn, letting them have their privacy.

"Ow! Shit!"

"Wendy. Let's see if Stan's up. If he isn't, we can wait."

"I know, I know, it just hurts."

"Don't worry about it, Sugar. Tweek and I will help you move."

They walk past, Wendy holding onto the two. A lot of other kids come behind them. WAIT THE POND HOSTS THEM ALL?

"Okay then."

I look at Kyle, he takes the boat and takes what looks like the fire stick thingy. I haven't woken up completely, I can tell by how many words I'm lacking at the moment.

"I can do it."

He gives it to me with a thank you and I light the sticks, pushing the thing further into the lake.

"Thank you, Kenny."

I smile as he hugs me.

"Don't worry about it."

"I just really get anxious with fire. What if I were to burn myself? What if I don't put the stick out properly and I start a fire? What if I accidentally kill someone with it? What if I burn myself, badly, and force Stan to heal it but he gets properly hurt and—."

He's actually getting anxious again.

"Didn't happen, Kyle."

"I'm always scared it will!"

I kiss him. I don't know what part of my body does the decision or why it does it but I kiss him. Which is most definitely not a good idea but I guess instinct doesn't always work out.... fuck me.

"Did you—?" He asks, after I push myself away.

"I'm so sorry. Goddamnit, I'm clearly on a mission to destroy any respect I've gotten."

He shakes his head.

"It's fine, I promise. That......... I just didn't think that would happen."

I roll my eyes.

"Well it did and I fucked everything up, I know."

Kyle shakes his head.

"You didn't. I doubt you could fuck everything up with something like that.... I didn't think that'd happen, for sure. But hey, maybe in anxiety I was giving the wrong kind of emotion to you, I don't know, I have never been that anxious around anyone but Stan and that's always been comfortable for me, maybe I did that kind of signal because I was awkward as well as anxious, I don't like showing a lot of emotion to strangers. It didn't fuck anything up, that's for sure."

I nod, thanking him.

"I mean, I doubt it meant anything. Hah, that would be something."

"Why would it be something then?"

Kyle rolls his eyes.

"Had that happened with Bebe, I would have believed it wasn't because of magic. Hell.... you could have been with anyone else and I would have believed that. But I'm..........I don't know.... I doubt anything like that gets felt, towards me, for real."

"Why not?"

"Because I don't..... never mind, it's really stupid."

"It's not."

"I've spend all my life I've had any kind of hormones chasing after people that don't like me, especially Stan is a prominent case of that. I honestly doubt anyone could like me without me having that effect via you know....magic. I just.... it's always given me that idea, it was common for fairies to use magic like that.... maybe through all of those nearly 100 years.... to create that kind of thing. I don't want to use it....... not like that at least. But it does come off as w tempting option every now and again. I don't know if I did it. If I did, I hope it was by accident, that some far away part of my brain didn't want to have that kind of thing. Sorry, I doubt I make any word of sense but—."

"Didn't you have sex—?"

"That's different. Never has a person genuinely liked me in my life: I've had girlfriends but most of them were there to use me... for what? Don't know. But I don't..... fuck, forget it!"

"No. I won't. It sounds like self esteem issues and those are not good things to have."

"It's not issues! I just know the truth to my life! I'm stuck chasing after people if I don't use the fairy shit to my advance. But the fact it, I don't want to do that. My mom and my dad even used it at first but over nearly 300 years you learn to love someone for real. I don't want to, it's so creepy to me. It feels kinda like the other person doesn't have a choice and I don't want that."

"What does it do exactly then? It doesn't force you, does it?"

Kyle shakes his head.

"No, it doesn't. It's..... a bit weird to try to explain it. Kinda..... I don't know. If I understand it correctly, it kinda forces people in a mood, just like everything else. Exactly why I talked about the killing yourself earlier, it truly makes you feel like you want to die... y'know... but different. There is no better way to explain it than it forces someone to be attracted to someone else.... I don't know if it gives a bravery boost while you're at it or is that a whole new thing. I vowed to not use it... for real, I did not mean to if I accidentally did."

I sigh.

"Kyle, I doubt you did something like that—."

"No, I must've."

"Shut up while I finish!"

He nods and I take a deep breath.

"Sure, some kind of feeling, I'm sure happened but I do think I've been, if not slightly, attracted to you. I don't know where it's from, I doubt it's beyond maybe never being around kind people before.... but if you're scared that you did some shit to activate that, you're wrong. I'm sure that I did it myself, out of my heart, maybe I got a boost from something but I promise I did it myself."

"I'm so sorry it had to be me. You should've met Stan first, that would have been better for you. I'm definitely nobody to be attracted to."

I sigh and grab him by the shoulders.

"Shut up about how insecure you are, please. I'm fine with this. What do you want to happen? We can pretend it didn't happen if you want that, we can say that it was an accident. What do you want out of it?"

"I'm fine with it as long as you promise I didn't manipulate you by accident."

I nod.

"I promise. Now, I believe your heart is with Stan, no?"

He shakes his head.

"I seriously need to move on from him."

"Is that what you honestly think? I know the situation can bring pressure."

"Yeah, I think so at least. He's gonna get with Wendy.... I think."

I nod and he smiles a little.

"I.... fuck it."

He is the one that kisses me this time. Aw, that's kinda adorable. Which is weird, this dude is half a head taller than—it's more. He's way taller than me, which I didn't think fairies were, and still really adorable. HOW? WHY?

"That's nice."

Both of us laugh. Holy shit we've gotten close... quickly. That's... Jesus.

"Hey, Kenny."

"I'm fine with Ken."

He nods and I smile a little, kissing him a little rougher than our previous have been. He seems into it, wrapping his arms around my neck.

"If you're gonna, please go to Kyle's or something."

Kyle looks at me with a face of 'Are we going to?'

"Do you wanna?"

"Sure."

Bebe winks at us and we just walking. It's funny, every other time he has ran with me on his back but this time he doesn't wanna seem desperate so he's walking, in his human form. I can't tell if that's adorable or idiotic, it's only like ten minutes that we walk... wait he's holding my hand? NOW IT'S ADORABLE.

"Hey," Stan says, waving.

"Hi Stan!"

Stan looks down at our hands, then to Kyle and finally to me.

"Oh, congratulations."

He looks at me a moment longer.

"Oh no no no. Got this wrong. Kyle's still single!"

Kyle looks at me with a face that just screams 'excuse me?'

"Oh okay!" Stan says, smiling slightly.

Kyle nods.

"Thanks Stan, I've got something to ask from Kenny! Bye!"

Stan continues to look confused as Kyle drags me into his house, closing the door behind himself.

"Which part of 'i wanna move on' is so hard for you, Ken? I don't want to be trying to swim uphill forever!"

"Shut up. I'll leave this if he confesses, I'm sure you prefer him."

"What?"

"I can read people. He just hasn't gotten out with it yet, he likes—."

"No he doesn't! He's called me his brother many times!"

I roll my eyes.

"All my past boyfriends started as 'oh you're like my brother.' Trust me on this."

Kyle sighs.

"And if he doesn't?"

"Then I'm going to stay here. Deal?"

"Fine, deal."

I smile and kiss him.

"Don't worry about it so damn much. Do you still wanna—?"

He nods.

"I just don't like the idea that you said that.... I really don't think—."

"Shut up about it for a second, okay?"

He nods and I continue with the kiss we were having before this moment. Well, I'm about to fuck a fairy, better be better than humans. I swear, he should be, I don't know the rules but my logic says that he's be better if he manipulates states of emotion. I would assume he would be good then.

"You're cute."

"Shut up."

I smile and continue down the body of this tall motherfucker....... well, c'mon he is tall as hell. The only taller person I've seen in my life is Token. Those two might actually, in reality, be relatives of towers. Would explain the height of those giants.

"Well shit. I'm not normally on this side of the thing."

I laugh and get his shirt off.

"I'll make sure that it isn't painful."

"I'm not sure if I wanna go all the way......"

I laugh and just take his hand.

"Don't worry, I'm not a fan of doing anything I don't have consent to."

I smile and continue, still holding his hand. Maybe a reassurance or maybe I just have cold hands.

"So um.... are we gonna do it like blowing or hands?"

I shrug.

"Which are you comfortable with?"

"Both."

I nod and start taking his pants off.

"So.... how did you catch feelings for Stan himself?"

"I....never meant to. O-obviously I didn't. He just.... he's been there for me through so much."

"What age were you?"

He takes a sharp breath as I just continue to use my hands.

"I um.... I was super old he was like... 1.............12! He was twelve!"

"Is that pedophilia?"

"N-no! I didn't have shit for hormones till I was six. I didn't know what liking someone was before that. Well I knew but.... fuck, you kn-know what I mean. Like, I didn't like anyone before I was like 6 and couldn't like anyone before then. My body wouldn't let me before that age."

"Okay, I'm excusing you, mainly because you being with an adult would be pedophilia."

"No doubt."

I get on my knees.

"Okay, I'm gonna do it."

He nods and I take his dick into my mouth, starting to suck on it. Look I could form it kinder ways but I don't really feel like it. I've always been blunt. Wait now I'm interested why it's called blowing? Should I blow? Like literally blow blow, like I would blow air or hair out of my face. What the fuck is my mind even about? Did I seriously just ask myself why a blowjob is called one? WHY CAN'T I ANSWER THAT QUESTION? I SHOULD KNOW THE ANSWER! DEAR LORD WHY CAN'T I ANSWER THAT QUESTION? It should be so simple, I've done this before, I've had this done to me before. Why can't I answer that question?

He moans, rather loudly. In his throat but you can hear it. He's close... I guess I did a good job or his partners fucking suck.... Wait..... they probably do. I suck as well.

"F-Fuck."

I take it into my mouth as he whimpers a little. I always liked noises. It's funny, it's sort of a turn on for me to hear moaning and shit...... I don't know why though.

"My turn I guess."

"Okay then."

I take my own pants off. He laughs.

"I don't know how you're already turned on but okay."

"I'm always turned on, I'm a fucking pan."

Kyle laughs and starts doing the thing I was just doing. So yeah, he's cheating. He's most definitely taking help from magic, I can tell that much from what I'm feeling right now. I don't know how to explain it, it's.... sex ain't so grand, he's helping it be grand.

"Fuck."

I bite my lip a little. Oh I'm not gonna be quicker than him, no matter how much he's cheating with magic on his side........
.....yeah, I last three seconds longer.

"Well yay. I'm fucking hungry!" He says, after barely a moment.

"What? How?"

"I told you, I move as an animal most of the time so I don't eat much!"

I laugh and he gives me a glance of 'shut up', making me laugh louder.