Pinku Cat Cafe [South Park x Reader]

Festivities

You look at the pond that is in front of you with a soft look in your eye. Why Butters decided to take you here, you're not too sure. This place has an... interesting past, but at least that time is over now. Wonder T's video got onto the news and Chad Garthunk was subsequently arrested. You're glad that Barbara will finally get justice soon.

You swing your legs absentmindedly, not noticing the look that Butters is giving you. "... What are you thinking about there, (Y/n)?" His concerned tone brings you out of your daze.

"Huh?" You blink after a second and look right back at him. You smile slightly and shake your head. "Nothing, don't worry about it."

"It's about the body that was found here, huh?"

Damn, he seems to always know what you're thinking! You kind of do wear your heart on your sleeve, though. It's to be expected. You exhale through your nose. "Yeah."

"Well, I think it's mighty sad, what happened to that poor woman. But the Freedom Pals and that new hero took care of it for us!" He says, obviously trying to cheer you up. You chuckle, knowing that he isn't aware of you being Butterfly.

"Yeah, you're right. I just hope that there's no other people wreaking havoc on this town."

"Well... there is someone. Not as despicable as Chad Garthunk, but someone who wants... some craziness," Butters explains, twiddling his thumbs in his lap. "His name is Professor Chaos. He's the Freedom Pals' nemesis!"

You raise an eyebrow. Professor Chaos... "I haven't heard of him."

"You haven't?" He falters just for a moment before looking away. "E-Even so! I doubt he would do anything to you, but it's never a bad idea to be wary. That's all I have to say."

You smile and pat his thigh in response. "Thanks for caring about me enough to tell me," you beam.

"Y-Yeah... no problem."

"Ugh, there you guys are!" A familiar voice groans from just behind you. Curious, you look behind the bench you're sitting on and smile at the sight of Cartman. You lift your hand in greeting.

"Oh, gee, Eric. I had no idea you were looking for us!" Butters' voice is apologetic, but the other fellow doesn't even seem to be that upset. Instead, he hands you and the blonde a small card advertising for the summer festival coming soon.

He looks away from your gaze, blushing a bit in embarrassment. "My stupid mom told me I had to give everyone that. She's gonna be making candy apples 'n shit at the festival. Said I'd be good at advertising."

"Oooh, I've heard your mom's cooking is wonderful!" You gasp, looking at the card carefully. You don't know what she does for work, but it wouldn't surprise you if she was a chef in her free time! You flip the card over and giggle at a picture of Liane and a much younger Cartman enjoying a candy apple together.

"If my mom was as good at cooking as Eric's mom, I would be eating just as much as him!" Butters admits.

"Hey! Shut your mouth!" Cartman huffs, feeling a bit offended about the comment on how much he eats. He's been called fat his entire life, so it's gotten pretty damn annoying over the years. He crosses his arms over his chest and pouts slightly. You find it kind of cute. "You guys are going, right?"

You smile and place the card inside of your pocket before crossing one leg over the other. "Well, duh. Why wouldn't I go? Stan and his band are going to be performing, after all!"

Butters giggles quietly, fiddling with the sleeves of his sweater. "I'm the guitarist and backing vocals for it, so I have to be there anyway..."