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Y/n kicks at the front door to resemble a knock, a white casserole dish in her hands, and a plastic bag hanging from her wrist. She shifts the bag on her arm a bit, the handles digging into her skin.
The door opens to reveal a woman with red hair. "Oh, hello dear. Kenny's not home right now."
Y/n smiles at Carol McCormick, her best friend's mom. "Hi, Carol. Yeah, I know Ken's at work. I was hoping actually to see Karen. She home?"
Carol smiles, happy to see the young girl. She has always considered Y/n like family since she started coming around the house. Y/n is basically like a second daughter at this point. She thinks the girl is a good influence on her son. She opens the door wider, letting Y/n walk in. "She's in her room. Come in. She will be happy to see you."
Y/n holds up her hands, showing off the casserole dish. "I made Tater Tot Hotdish for dinner."
"Aw, aren't you just the sweetest," Carol says, taking the dish from Y/n's hands. She thinks of this girl as a blessing some days. Coming over with homemade meals a few times a month, helping out with chores and grocery shopping, and even spending time with Karen.
"I'm always happy to help out when I can," Y/n says, grinning ear to ear.
"Karen! Come get dinner!" Carol shouts, calling for her youngest child.
"Coming mom!"
A few minutes later, Karen McCormick emerges from her room. Her hair is down from her pigtails, giving her head a little break. She squeals happily when she spots Y/n sitting at the table with her mom. "Y/n!" Karen sprints forward, practically jumping into Y/n's arms. She has always seen the older girl as a sister figure and hopes one day Y/n will be her sister.
Y/n chuckles, catching the smaller girl. "Hey, Karen! I brought you some stuff."
Karen looks up at Y/n with curious blue eyes. "What is it?"
Y/n grabs the plastic bag she placed by her feet and holds it out to Karen. "It's nothing too exciting, but I found some of my old unused clothes. They won't fit anymore and I thought you might like them. Sorry, they are technically hand-me-downs."
Karen pulls out a few clothes that still have the tags on them. There is a rainbow tie-dyed t-shirt, a black f/b t-shirt, a plain white long sleeved shirt, and a pair of black sweatpants. Even though they aren't her style, she appreciates the gesture. Better than getting dirty, hand-me-downs from her brothers. "Thank you, Y/n! I don't mind getting clothes from you."
"Phew, I was hoping you didn't mind."
Carol smiles softly. "Thank you, dear. I appreciate everything you do to help us out."
"Of course. You know I'd do anything for you guys," Y/n returns the smile. She moves around the kitchen with Carol, helping her set the table and serve up a plate of food for each of them.
"This is so good. Thank you!" Karen says, quickly shoving food into her mouth.
"Ha ha, I'm glad you are enjoying it."
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Best Friend {Kenny McCormick x Reader}
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