Dearest Departed (And Returned): A Christophe/Ze Mole x Dorian
Notes:
.Contains OC x Canon, don’t like,don’t read
This is my first time writing Ze Mole (and Kenny),so If i screwed up his accent,I apologize
This takes place in an alternate timeline where Dorian was in South Park during the movie (in the regular timeline,she moves in during season 4)
"Though I die..."
"Please don't go..."
"La Resistance lives on..." Holding Dorian's hand and smiling at her as she cradled his body in her arms, Christophe aka Ze Mole suddenly went limp and he let go, bite marks all over his skin, dripping with blood. He was dead, killed by guard dogs...all because a certain fatass didn't turn off the alarm. While the boys went along their merry way to stop Kyle's mom, she stayed behind. It took a moment for Dori to process what just happened, but when it hit her that her newly formed crush (that she just met) was gone,tears dripped from her eyes and onto Ze Mole's shirt. Picking him up with all her might and carrying him on her back, a tatic her friend Kiara taught her, she didn't want to just leave him there, she wanted to pay respects and bury him. Which she did so, in a part of the woods, as the whole war went down, under the noses of everybody, she used his shovel to dig a shallow hole, about two inches deep, so in the off chance that he does come back from death, he wouldn't have a difficult time digging himself out of his grave. After doing so, she laid his body gently in the hole, crossed his arms, and kissed his cheek one last time. "I will win this...we will win this...for you..."
Before leaving his makeshift resting place, she took out a piece of paper from the notebook in her backpack, wrote a little letter for him in her best handwriting (as it is usually sloppy,being that she commonly writes pretty fast), folded it into an envelope and gently laid it onto the dirt. She left shortly after, reluctantly of course, she looked back a few times before inserting herself back into the action, taking his shovel with him as a reminder... [Shortly after the war] Christophe opened his eyes, all he saw was darkness around him ,his body laying flat with his arms crossed, he pressed against the "ceiling" to have dirt fall onto his chest and exposing some light from where he touched, quickly but surely, he dug his way out of the darkness to see the bright sun beaming down, everything seemed so peaceful...Was it over? He didn't know what happened,all he remembered was being surrounded by hell fire and then, soon after, everything went white. He noticed a piece of paper in the shape of an envelope in front of him, opening it up and reading it, his heart fluttered and he smiled as he read... Dearest Christophe (or Ze Mole,if you prefer) "Even though we just met, I miss you dearly...I wish I told you sooner that I love you, when I saw you, to me, It was love at first sight (sounds cheesy,I know). Now that your gone...I worry i'll never know if you felt the same. If in the off chance that you are reading this, alive and well, or via your ghost, I was the one that buried you. I wanted to pay my respects, I couldn't just leave your body lying there. If you haven't already noticed, I took your shovel with me, as a reminder of you, If you want it back, come and see me, I may or may not have put it somewhere for safekeeping" "If you ever felt that nobody ever loved you, don't forget that I do..." "Te amo" (I love you) -Dorian <3 Dorian...It made his heart pound and cheeks blush, realizing that she loved him, going so far as to treat him so well even when he died, unlike the others, who had mild contempt for him at best (with the only other exception being Kyle) and utter disdain at worst. He wanted to see her again ,not only to tell her about his feelings, which he kept locked up for a long long while, but also to see if she was alright after the whole ordeal. Sure the peaceful looking scenery of the world did tell him everything was alright, but he wanted to make extra sure she was in good health. Getting up from his shallow grave, he left the woods to see his beloved Dori, the only problem is that she didn't enclose any address or really anything about her whereabouts, he had no clue where to find her. On his way to the town however, he ran into a familiar orange parka wearing blonde, they met when they were in hell, now both of them were walking the plane of the living once more. Mole felt maybe he knew what went down, since Kenny was the one to go to Satan while Mole stayed behind. "Hey there Mole, good to see you alive and kicking again" Kenny greeted him, hands in his parka pockets. "Kenny...what 'ze hell happened?" Christophe asked puzzled. "It's a bit of a long story, so i'll sum it up, I wished for Satan to bring everything back to normal, and he did. "I see..." Mole replied with a subtle grateful tone. Kenny looked down at the paper Christophe was holding "What's that?" he asked, pointing to it. "Oh, 'eet's a letter from Dorian, she left it on my grave that she buried me in" Mole answered "Any idea where she could be?" he asked, hoping to get some insight on her location. Kenny shook his head, but his face brightened with an idea. "Instead of you coming to her, we can have her come to you. Think of it as a little surprise, imagine the look on her face when she sees you" Kenny suggested. "After all, she did make a grave for you, there's no doubt she would visit it" he added with sincerity. "'Sounds good to me" Christophe agreed to Kenny's idea. [A few hours later] School was done for the day, normally Dorian would just waltz on home so she could play her favorite video games, watch videos, and draw. But this time, and all the times afterwards...things would be a little different. She walked along the grass lined path of the woods, like clockwork, she knew exactly where she needed to go. Holding a bunch of flowers she picked that day from the fields outside the school, she strolled towards the grave of her beloved Christophe, who knew someone you only knew for a while leave such an impact on you? When she arrived, she was met with a sight that made her heart stop for a bit. The letter she left was missing and the hole was uncovered. Part of her wanted to believe what she'd hoped for, but a nagging part of her brain made the conclusion that his grave was robbed, she felt like she let him down when she felt a little tap on her shoulder. Quickly she turned her head,expecting to be told the terrible news at best and be attacked at worst. What she saw made her heart stop once again, then beat so fast, it felt like it was going to jump out her chest. "Mon cheri...I'm back..."
As soon as he said that Dori hugged him so fast, crying tears of joy into Ze Mole's chest. Christophe patted her on the back in with a comforting and glad grin. "I-I don't know what to say...I....I'm so happy to have you back!" Dori said through her joyful tears. However her expression dimmed with doubt "Wait...is this real? Or...Or am I dreaming?" She asked with uncertainty, half of her was expecting she would wake up in the classroom to the sound of nothing but Mr. Garrison's lecture. Ze Mole gave her a reassuring smile, "No, mon amor, 'zis is very much real..." he replied softly. In an instant Dorian's face sprang back to pure exuberance. "Thank the stars you're alive!" she exclaimed with cheerfulness. "Don't thank them, Mon cher, thank Kenny" he told her, looking at Kenny, who was standing close by, winking at Dorian and grinning. "Thank you so much! I am eternally grateful, how can I ever repay you?" She thanked with such gratitude after realizing that what he did brought reunited the two again. "No need" Kenny replied with much humility. "Te amo, amica mea" Dorian professed affectionately ("I love you, my darling" in Latin) "Je t'aime aussi, mon cher" Ze mole responded lovingly ( "I love you too, my dear" in French) Then the two kissed, then pulled apart for air. It was only for a few seconds, but to them, it felt like minutes had gone by. "By 'ze way...do you still have my shovel?" Christophe asked "Oh! Yes! It's in my room, we can go fetch it if you want" Dori answered, remembering that she kept his shovel with her. And so,the two lovebirds sauntered over to Dorian's house, their hands intertwined with each other, and so a love bloomed that day, a love that would have ceased to be if it weren't for a certain immortal blonde.
