Kenny x reader

°~•Hell

Satan sat there like he wasn't convinced. Which bothered me, I really wanted to see her before I woke up in my shitty bed and shitty household.

"Damien, I told you that you were grounded from the devilish power." Satan said,

Damien was growing a frown on his face.

"However," Satan started, waiting for Damien to look at him with respect. "I will let you this once for our dear friend Kenny Mccormick. And I'm tired of hearing you demolish your play thing there." Satan explained.

I covered up my mouth to hold in a laugh, while both Pip and Damien turned red.

Satan stood up and walked over to Damien, who stood up straight, letting go of pip. Satan took his right hand out and held it out, then with his left hand, he used his sharp nails to cut open his right one. Once his palm was slightly filled with blood, he held it above Damien's face. Damien opened his mouth and watched as only one drop of blood fell in his mouth. I cringed and bit my tongue. This was some weird devil shit. Damien closed his mouth and eyes straining as if he was lifting heavy weights. Then he opened his eyes and smiled devilishly. Satan had healed his wound and was making his way back to his chair.

"I CAN FEEL IT -"

Satan did one good swing, and they were out of the room. I was still standing there cringing at the terrible view I just got.

"Go follow them." Satan said a bit annoyed.

I nodded and walked off with my hands in my pockets and a smile on my face. Once I closed the door behind me, I could see Damien with his back towards me hovered over Pip. I tried leaning to the side to see what they were doing, but it was useless.

After a minute, Damien turned around and snapped his fingers. Suddenly, I was in the woods, with the beautiful moon shining through the trees. I turned around to see my dead body with a pool of blood sneaking its way towards the fair individual quietly sobbing to herself. I wanted to walk towards her and hug her gently, but my legs wouldn't move.

"You couldn't be able to do anything. She can't feel or see you." Damien stated.

I had forgotten he was there. Honestly, him talking made me upset. Not because he was giving valuable information. Something about him talking just upset me. Like when your mom tells you to do the dishes and you were on your way to do them, it just upsets you.

I was snapped out of my thoughts once I saw Y/n stand up slowly. Her legs were shaking, and her breath was quivering. I felt terrible, but I knew if she could just wait till morning, everything would be alright.

Y/n slowly started turning to my dead body, and I walked forward, not even remembering the fact I couldn't move seconds before. I stood behind her hands in my pockets, thinking about how beautiful she was, even from the back. She moved ever so slowly, then stopped and spun tight back around walking forward. I didn't understand what made her stop. I ran after her.

We passed by the pond, then the church, then my stupid ass truck. And I watched as she struggled to open Wendy's door. It was unlocked to my surprise. And I chose to be respectful and not follow. But I couldn't help but look around. I was worried Y/n was going to get hurt.

I walked into Wendy's house and looked around her living room. The place looked like a couple of bears were wrestling on the floor.

"Ahh~"

I looked up to the basement door. Moaning? Oh God. I opened it, saw a whips and chains, and suddenly got scared. "Was wendy into this stiff? I heard manly groans and looked to my right to see Wendy's parents doing some weird ass BDSM shit. I went through the door and tried to erase my memories.

I heard a quick sound like someone breaking the wind. And I felt warm and sweaty. I let my brain process exactly where I was. And it didn't take long to realize I wasn't at Wendy's house anymore, I was back at hell in Satan's office.

"It's time, my friend." I heard Satan's voice say.

"Alright, love you, bro." I said, turning towards Satan.

He nodded, and then my vision went black.

Here it go's.