Kenny's POV;
I wake up in my bed.
It's the day after my funeral.
Jeez, that was a bore fest!
Tweek and Craig were a different type of fest, though.
Heh, zest fests. That's fine. I'm a zest fest, too.
I cough into my hand. One petal.
Right. Butters won't remember me dying. I mean, it's my power. But he must remember that I love him, right?
I wonder if my letter to Karen and Butters still exists. Probably not.
I wake up to my mother yelling.
I'm already in my parka, so I take my tight bag and run to school.
I bump into Butters.
"Bunny!"
"Hey, Kenn'!"
I take my chance. I won't let myself die of this disease again. It fucking hurt.
I kiss him.
I kiss him deeply.
I-I mean like I was really close to him. Y'know?
I pull back and he looks at me, flushed bright red.
"What was that for?"
I'm about to have an outburst, but it's only natural he doesn't know.
"Butters, I'm in love with you and I'm going to die from it!"
I don't really lie. I literally will die.
He hugs me.
"I love you too, K-"
"NO. I am IN LOVE with you. Like, when we're older, me and you, we're gonna work in a lab together! We're gonna do time travel! You're gonna help me make my money, Chaos! And we're gonna be motherfuckin' married!"
I tell him.
I close the book.
"And now it's the future. And that's exactly what we did."
I'm telling you.
"Uhh, Kenn', who're ya talkin' to?"
Victor is joining my side. Don't worry, I snapped him out of NFT's.
"Don't worry, honey."
I'm petting my beard and I'm looking up at him now.
"It's nobody."
"Wait, were you talking to yourself about how you had that sickness and then got brought back 'n' all that?"
"...sure."
Oh, right. I've told him all about this entire story. I've put it in a book. I'm a famous scientist, y'know. People read this shit and keep going like it's cocaine, or weed, or something.
Speaking of which, I should be getting my next order of weed from my old friend Stan's weed farm later.
"Could you read the next one for me while I anxiously wait for my weed order?"
I'm asking him. Victor is nodding in reply.
"Sure, Kenn'!"
I'm wrapping my arms around my husband.
He's sitting next to me and hugging me back. I'd prefer a picture of him in full clothing than any poster of any naked woman.
I love my husband.