Spider
Henrietta Biggle and Kenneth McCormick had a history of flirtation, but on occasion she just WAS NOT in the mood, and because of who he was as a person he just never got the hint..
"Hey Henrie! Aren't you lookin' hot as ever!~" Kenny whistled, eyeing them up and down.
"Shut it McCormick!" Henrietta shouted back, slamming their locker shut and displaying the smudged makeup streaking down their face.
"Oh shit babe, are you okay?!" Kenny rushed to their side, pulling a small minionized packet of tissues from his inner pocket.
"Kenny, seriously.. Not today." Henrietta pushed the tissues away, reaching for the silk handkerchief in their corset. "Seriously dude."
"Wanna talk about it?" He pleaded, noticing his boyfriend trying to be sly about sneaking up on them- he drug a finger across his neck as if to say 'not today' but Leo was never good at taking hints.
"What are ya doin' over here all alone babe?" Butters slips a hand onto Henrietta's hip and smiles. "Your makeup looks so pretty, like spider webs.."
"Are you just DYING to be bitten little FLY?!" They growl, ripping Butters' hand from their hip.
"I tried.." Kenny whines. "I'm sorry Henrie, we'll leave you be.. if you feel like talking about it you've got my number okay?" Kenny blows them a kiss and grabs Butters' hand, walking to class with him.
"You okay Bunny?" Kenny kisses his hand once their far from view of Henrietta. "I know they can be a little rough sometimes.."
"I'm fine, is Henrie okay? These mood swings have gotten a bit worse and I'm worried about them.." Butters looks to the ground, "I know they say they don't need medication, but.."
"Henrie is brave for going without meds as long as they have, especially considering all they've been through- but I have to agree Leo, I'm worried too." Kenny kisses his cheek, "We'll talk once they're ready to talk- okay?"
Henrietta slams their locker shut and crawls into the only non-gender specific bathroom the school has, locking the door behind them.
"Fuck everything!" they scream to themself into the void as they forgot to even flip the light switch.
They struggle in the dark but eventually find the switch. No one has bothered to clean this place in years apparently.
The ceiling is matted with cobwebs, not that they mind those so much.
They pull out a compact, wiping off the stupid tears caused by yet another stupid female, they didn't always have to be so RUDE about not liking trans 'weirdos'.
"Maybe I should just take dumb and dumber up on their offer.." They think to themself. "Maybe it wouldn't be so bad.. it's not like they aren't cute.. just.. kinda.. perky for my taste."
A spider drops to their shoulder, crawling up down their arm to their fingers. "Hello friend.." they place the little spider gently onto the floor and watch as it crawls up the wall.
"I should look you up when I get home." They think aloud. "Guess I should actually go home."
They peek out the door and take small sheepish steps out into the hallway.
Kenny pops up next to them, "Hey Henrie, need a ride home babe?"
"Honestly.. I'd like that.." They state, pulling at his parka strings. "Will your beat up truck carry my fat ass?"
"If it doesn't, I'll piggyback you." Kenny laughs, fixing his hood.
"I'll hold you to that, you'd better have a strong back!" They tease, kissing his cheek.
"If he can't do it, I'm sure I can!" Leo grins, walking up from behind and planting a kiss on Henrietta's cheek.
Henrietta chuckles softly, planting a kiss on Leo's cheek. "Ya know, you're pretty cute for a JT." They roll their eyes.
"Creativity and independence." Henrietta states, flipping the card in their hand, allowing the dragons blood smoke to fill their nostrils as they meditate.
They close their eyes and allow images of their spider friend to flow into their sight, the way the little spider would weave it's web. "I kinda want one.."
Henrie woke to find that their incense had died out, the card still in their hand. "Maybe I should?" they think.
Text from Henrie <3:
"So, Kenneth.. How serious are you and your boy toy about perusing me?"
New Text from The Orange One <3:
"Are you serious Henrie?! We've only been trying for over a year.."
New Text from Butter-Flyy <3:
"You two always act like this isn't a group chat.. -rolling eyes emoji-"
New Text from Henrie <3:
"What if I were to give you guys a chance?"
They sigh, covering their face with their pillow- were they really going through with this?..
New Text from The Orange One <3:
"You already know how I feel Babe..-pleading face emoji-"
New Text from Butter-Flyy <3:
"When and Where Babe?? -two hearts emoji-"
New Text from Henrie <3:
"This is very off topic and very NOT sexual, but.. do you have any rope??"
New Text from The Orange One <3:
"UHHHHH... I mean I have rope.. It's new/clean.. What do you need it for??"
New Text from Henrie <3:
"Long story short, I want to build something."
New Text from The Orange One <3:
"I'll bring it with tomorrow. -insert kiss emoji- Goodnight Henrie & Goodnight bunny!"
New Text from Butter-Flyy <3:
"Goodnight Ken & Goodnight Henrie -insert two kiss emojis-"
New Text From Henrie <3:
"Goodnight -insert spider and heart emoji-"
"Ugh.. I can already tell this is a bad idea, but I really need to build a web.. I'm hyper-fixating and I won't be able to rest until I have one.." they think to themself.
The next day Kenny and Butters pick Henrie up for school, they don't even care that Firkle happened to see them kiss.
"I brought the rope you requested." Kenny smirks, "What's it for?"
"You'd just laugh.." Henrietta blushes, grasping their knees.
"Of course we won't!" Butters states, rather loudly.. a little too close to Henrie's ear.
"If you say so.." Henrie exhales rather loudly, "I want to build my own web.. like a spider web?" They flick the card onto the dashboard rather harshly.
"You want to build a web, like in your room?" Kenny raises an eyebrow. "To keep people out? Or.. In?"
"Neither, I just really like them.." They look up into his knowing eyes, unsure what to think when he just nods.
"I get it. I've got a pet opossum, his name is Mr. Possey." Kenny grins, patting Henrie's thigh.
"I have some uhh.. Gerbils.." Butters knocks his knuckles together, "They're real cute, but they don't really respond to commands like Mr. Possey."
Henrie chuckles. "Wanna watch me weave my web, little fly?" they walk their fingers up Leo's arm.
Butters blushes, slipping his hand around Henrie's waist, fiddling with the steel bones of their corset as he passes over them. "Maybe.."
They pull up to the school, not bothering to grab for their bags, class doesn't actually start for another hour anyway.
Henrie lights up their cigarette, puffing at it and inhaling deeply. "Mom stole my fucking thermos again."
They shake the ash from their hand when it falls. "So this is my morning coffee, don't start fucking with me about smoking right now."
"Oh.. I'm sorry to hear that Henrie.." Butters taps his foot, pulling his wig from the back of Kenny's truck. "Ken, will you help me brush it today?"
"Of course, feeling more Marjorine today Bunny?" Kenny rubs the tip of his nose onto Leo's causing the slightly more buff of the two to giggle.
"I am.." Marjorine blushes. "Is- uhh.. Is that okay with you?" She turns to Henrie.
"Why wouldn't it be?!" Henrie looks almost offended at the question. "I-"
"We just haven't really set boundaries and my dad doesn't ah.. Doesn't know about m..me yet." She blushes, hiding underneath her wig.
Henrie pulls the wig from Marjorine's face. "If you'd like, I can help you with your wig."
She blushes letting go of the wig and nods, "Um.. P-Please.." She sniffles.
Henrie sheepishly moves in for a quick peck and smiles when Marjorine doesn't back away from it. "I would be honored."
When they finally strolled into homeroom, Mr. Garrison commented on how nice Marjorine's hair looked today.
The one adult they knew would not only help keep Butters' secret from his dad, but would actually beat any other adult who tried to mention it in front of him.
"Thanks Mr. Garrison!" Marj responded with a grin, "Henrie helped me with it today!"
Once school was out, Kenny and Marjorine waited patiently at his truck while Henrietta talked for half an hour with Pete and Michael about their plans and why they wouldn't be hanging out at their house tonight.
"Anyway, I gotta go- Thanks for listening.." Henrietta looked to ground then back up as Pete and Michael pulled them into a hug.
"You totally gotta send pics when you're done with it.." Pete puffed his cigarette before tossing the butt to the ground and stomping it into the snow.
Michael then picks it up and places it in the canister he keeps with him, "Dude, no way! No littering.. Yeah Henrie send us pics! See you tomorrow?"
Henrietta nods and practically runs to Kenny's truck.
They slam him against the truck with a hungry kiss.
When Marjorine blushes and taps Henrie's shoulder, they move over to her with the same hunger.
Kenny catches his breath and laughs. "Damn babe, what is this?"
When Henrietta detaches themself from Marjorine to breathe, they giggle. "Sorry, I've just been aching to kiss you two like.. all day.." they blush.
The three of them hop into Kenny's truck, Marjorine begins removing bobby pins. "I'd leave it on, but.. your house is too close to mine." Butters frowns.
"If you'd like, I can help you style your natural hair in a femme way?" Henrietta smiles, helping with the wig.
"That would be awesome!" Kenny grins.
When they all hop out of Kenny's truck, Henrietta's mother walks out of the house concerned.
"Hey mom." Henrie rolls her eyes, "these are my uh-"
"Hello Ms. Biggle!" Butters shines a smile no one could say no to, "How's Bradley?"
She lets them in the front door and even promises to bring up some black and white cookies.
"How the FUCK did you do that??" Henrie laughs, "Even Pete, Michael, and Firkle have to sneak in!"
"Charming, isn't she?" Kenny chuckles, caressing Marjorine's jawline and bringing her in for a kiss.
"Very.." Henrie blushes. "So I gathered some information on different knots we can use for the web.
Marjorine curls up on Henrie's bed, resting her head on their lap as they talk.
Henrie plays with her hair as they continue going over the plans with Kenny, before they know it Marjorine is snoring.
"Poor Bunny.. She had a long day.." Kenny frowns.
"What happened?" Henrie looks down at the sleeping teen on their lap, "Poor baby.."
"We'll talk about it later. What knots are we using?" Kenny pulls the rope from his backpack.
"I was looking at some different designs.. Mom recommended using 'pinterest' so.."
"Ugh, Marjie's mom uses that site." Kenny rolls his eyes, "They'll look at projects forever and never actually DO any of them!"
"Yeah, mine does too. I actually found some decent ideas though. I was thinking I could either do one draped over my bed, like a curtain, or a spiral one on the ceiling!"
Kenny stands up eyeing the room, "You know.. We wouldn't have to knot it if we made it like a dream catcher!"
"How would that even work??" Henrie replaces their lap with a pillow for Marjorine's head as they stand, their eyes glittering at the thought.
"Have you got any cup hooks?" Kenny eyes the room. "I could bring those and more rope tomorrow if we don't have enough!"
"I think I do! I have a junk drawer, hold on!" They grin, eyes sparkling as they pull out the bottom left drawer of their dresser.
After a few moments of carefully searching, they come up with a mug full of hooks. "Found them!"
Henrietta's mother knocks on the door, "Oh Henrietta!~ I brought cookies!~" she sing-songs as she enters the room.
"My it's so dark in here, I do wish you'd add some brighter colors!" She hums to herself, setting the cookies on the bedside table.
"Jesus mom, you'd think by now you would GET that I don't do bright colors." Henrie glares.
"Thanks for the cookies Mrs. B!" Kenny smiles, looking over to the peacefully sleeping Marjorine. "I'm sure Bunny would thank you too, but.."
"What a little angel." Mrs. Biggle pulls a blanket over Marj and smiles.
"Yeahhh.. Can you like.. Leave now?" Henrietta rolls their eyes.
"Alright sweetie, I'll be downstairs if you need me!~" She smiles, closing the door behind her.
"Thank fucking god she finally left." Henrie huffs, "Let's get this thing started!"
They hang the hooks about three feet apart, one foot between them in the corners.
Marjorine awakens to the two of them falling onto the bed when they've finished.
"Wha-" She wipes her eyes.
"Well good morning sleepyhead~" Kenny kisses her cheek. "There are cookies."
"Hm.. Cookies.." She lazily looks to the bedside as Henrie hands her a cookie.
"Wakey wakey.." They tease, tapping the cookie on her nose.
Marjorine groans, gripping the side of her head. "Mmm.. Thanks.."
"Do you need water baby?" Henrietta asks, worried.
"Y-Yes please.." She mumbles.
"Ibuprofen?" Kenny grabs the bottle from his backpack.
"Mhmm.." She sniffles.
Henrie gives Kenny a look, then heads for the kitchen for water.
"Bunny, do you wanna talk about it?" Kenny pets her head, pulling her into his chest.
"Mm-Mm.." she shakes her head. "Cuddle me?" she wraps her arms around him.
"Okay, but.." Kenny begins, "When Henrie gets back with your water, you need to take this." He shakes the bottle of pills and sets it on the bedside table, pulling her into his arms, laying back onto Henrietta's bed.
"I talked my mom into giving my thermos back!" Henrie shouts, "It's ice water."
They hand it to Kenny, who helps Marjorine sit up.
Henrie feels her head, "no fever." they hum.
"No.. just pain.." Butters groans, wiping his lipgloss off before swallowing the pills.
"Maybe you should go back to sleep.." Kenny suggests, "Henrie?"
"You can use my bed." Henrietta smiles, "I've got the pull out couch anyway."
"It's plenty big enough for the three of us." Kenny pouts.
Butters sips slowly on the ice water, "I-I'd like.." he blushes. "Can we cuddle?"
"You wanna tell me about that bruise first?" Henrie asks.
"Oh.." He frowns. "Some asshole hit me."
"Who?!" Henrietta growls.
"I don't know his name."
"Tenorman." Kenny scowls. "Scott Tenorman. He's had a vendetta against my friend-group since we were ten. He sees my Bunny being trans as a 'reason' to pick on him."
Kenny pulls Butters closer to him, peppering kisses on his face.
"So we need to scare him?" Henrie grins evilly, "and I think I have the perfect way. Let's finish this web."
The next day:
"We'll need silly string, more rope, and a TON of RC spiders." Henrie grins.
"How are you going to get him in the room?" Butters asks inquisitively.
"They're not going to make it to the room, but.." They give a sly look. "I was going to eh.. 'seduce' him."
"Are you sure you want to do that?" Kenny scratches his chin, "I mean.. I get it kinda? but.."
"It's just for a night, right?" Henrietta clasps his hands into theirs. "I'm not actually interested in this kid, okay?"
"I know babe." Kenny chuckles.
"Don't you need a uh- Costume?" Butters asks.
Henrietta bursts into laughter, "You think your goth 'spider king' theyfriend doesn't have the right clothes for this?"
"I meant for us, babe." Butters giggles, sticking his tongue out at them.
"All you boys need is full black. I've got that, and if I didn't Pete and Michael do!"
They finish shopping, Kenny drops Henrie off at their house.
Pete, Michael, and Firkle show up.
"What the hell did you text us? It's incomprehensible!" Michael raises an eyebrow, climbing through the window.
"Fucking AWESOME web, my goth spider king!" Firkle's eyes sparkle as he eyes the web.
Pete flips his hair, "What's this about a plan to scare someone?"
"I need you guys to help me." Henrie puffs their cigarette. "Someone hit one of my significant others."
"So you're going to scare them?" Firkle asks, "Why not just like... kill them? Or send them off to Scottsdale?"
"He's already eaten his parents, I doubt much else will traumatize him." Michael states with an eye roll.
"I've been informed that he is absolutely terrified of spiders. Can I borrow your tarantulas?"
"Totally, as long as they don't get hurt.. Pinky and the Brain are my life." Firkle states flatly.
"Of course not Firk."
"Here's the plan."
The next day:
New text from Unknown Number:
Hello ginger-snap~ You're such a cutie.
New text from Soulless Ginger:
Who is this?
New text from Unknown Number:
Your secret admirer.
New text from Soulless Ginger:
Fuck off twerp, I know it's you again.
New text from Unknown Number:
That almost hurts my feelings, but I didn't get all dolled up to be told no.
New text from Soulless Ginger:
If you're not the fatass, prove it.
New text from Unknown Number:
Turn around handsome.
"What?" Scott looks up from his phone and turns around to see about 23 RC spiders heading toward him. "The fuck?"
He turns to run only to be sprayed from head to toe with silly string.
"Awe, what's wrong cutie, I thought you wanted to play?" Henrietta giggles, "Now!"
Pete and Michael wrap him with rope, tying him down.
"Mister, I wasn't kidding. I admire you all right." Henrie pouts playfully, stepping just short of his genitalia.
"What the fuck do you want from me? What have I ever done to you?!" Tenorman sobs angrily.
"Bunny boy, come to mama." Henrie waves their finger at Butters, pulling his head onto their extra perky chest once he walks over.
Pinky and the Brain creep down Henriettas arms, finding comfort on their forearms as they hold Butters.
"You're going to be NICE to MY significant other, or else." Henrie's foot slides closer to Scott's genitals. "You're going to lose these bits." They step gently onto the flesh beneath their boot."
Scott wimpers, tears falling from his face. "I'll leave her alone.. What's with all the spiders?!"
Michael grins, dropping the jar of collected spiders near his head. "Sorry Hen, I couldn't find any fake ones."
The spiders crawl on the teenager, covering his neck and head. "I SAID I'D LEAVE HER ALONE, WHY ARE YOU STILL TORTURING ME?!"
"Well, you see- We have to make sure you're true to your word." Firkle states flatly, pulling his switchblade from his back pocket and dragging it softly along his neck. "We don't trust you."
"What are you doing with that knife?" He shivers, the spiders having decided to crawl into his shirt and down his pants.
"Nothing... yet." Firkle puts the knife away. "Can we send this stupid fuck to Scottsdale?"
"I mean, why not?" Pete ashes his cigarette, deciding not to put it out on Scott's temple.
Henrietta pets Butters' head, allowing Pinky and the Brain to settle into their chest as well. "Sounds good to me, What do you think baby?"
Butters nods, disturbing the tarantulas slightly.
Firkle brings over the portable terrariums and collects them.
Kenny kicks Tenorman in the ribs. "That's for everything, consider yourself lucky. Also: Fuck you."