"Wendy!! Wendy!" Butters whispered as loud as he could towards Wendy's bedroom window. He would have texted her but his phone got taken away because his dad got yelled at by his boss at work.
"Geez..." He muttered under his breath. He looked down and spotted a small cluster of tiny rocks. He picked them up and threw the whole lot at the window. Soon enough he saw the window open and Wendy peering out.
"Wendy! Down here!" He whispered, waving his hands.
Wendy glanced down.
"Butters?" She asked in a normal tone.
"Uh. Yeah." He replied louder, feeling a bit awkward. Wendy and him weren't even the closest of friends, he just thought she'd be able to help him out with his problem. A friend to confide in.
"What do you need?" She asked.
"I, uh. Look, I just need to talk to you." Butters said, frustrated. Wendy remained quiet for a bit and then nodded.
"Yeah sure, let me open the door. You could have just knocked you know. It's only 6 pm." She said making Butters embarrassed. He only did it because he wouldn't have been allowed to have friends come over so late and he couldn't help but think the same way for her.
Sure enough he heard the door open and he entered the house.
"Well, come upstairs." She said, gesturing to the stairs. He followed her upstairs, ringing his hands nervously. He didn't even know how to word it, the main reason he went to her was because he was because he trusted her not to tell anyone.
They made it to her room and he awkwardly stood in the middle of it. Wendy raised her eyebrows.
"Dude, sit down on the ground or something, you're making me feel awkward." She said bluntly.
Butters complied and sat down on the ground crisscrossed. Wendy sat down on her knees and looked at him. Finally Butters cleared his throat and looked to the side.
"So...uh. I- I don't really know what to say. I came to you because I thought you could help me." He said quietly.
"With what?" She asked. Butters sighed.
"That, that's the issue. I don't know what my problem is. I guess, for the last month I've been feeling..off. like, I'm not happy with myself? I don't know, I just no longer feel like, like me." He ended, looking down at his hands.
Wendy remained quiet.
"So, what made you come to me?" She asked.
"Well, actually I was on YouTube and I saw this guy who was doing some sort of aerial silk tutorial and he looked very feminine. And I watched a lot of them until a Q and A came up and he said that when he was 16 he went through a period of, like confusion and experimented, and then was..happy? But that's the thing, he didn't tell me what experiments he did! I don't know what he did and he said that it would help to have a friend and I know we aren't the closest but I always knew that my other friends wouldn't understand at all and just imagining going to one of them makes me cringe so hard." He rambled excitedly, now looking at Wendy with wide eyes.
"Hm, well. I think I know what you're going through and you're in luck cuz I can help you!" She said with a smile.
Butters smiled a toothy grin and thought he was going to burst from relief and happiness.
"So, what do we do?"
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Someone Different ~Bunny~
Romance"hi...butters." Kenny said looking down at the squirming and flushed Butters. "haha, hiya.. fellas." "Why is he wearing this?" Stan asked. "Why do you care?" Wendy snapped back, as the employee, Heidi, and Bebe glared at the group of boys. Butters...
