Imagine Cartters

The River

Butters pov

"Butters! What the hell did you do!"

"I didn't do anything dad!"

"Don't lie to me, I know you did something!'

"Please dad, I didn't do anything!"

"You're gonna get it now!"

"No Dad please! NO!"

"You need punishment Butters!"

"No dad don't hurt me! Please!"

In the latest midnight hour
When the world has gone to sleep
You gotta get up
When doubts begin to rise
And the world is at your feet
You gotta get up

I woke up screaming and sweaty. It was just a dream, my dad wasn't there with a belt or his fists. I wasn't ten years old and I wasn't in South Park. Though I knew that dream was one of the many memories, I shared with my father. Great family memories huh?

Reach, It's not as bad as it seems
I cleanse in the river for somebody else,
For anyone but myself

Eric was sleeping besides me and had his arm around my shoulders before I woke up. I was glad he was still asleep, I didn't want him to know I was completely insane. I got up and showered. After I did I went downstairs to have some kind of breakfast. Since I was fired from the restaurant I had gotten several mini jobs but none of them made that much money. Eric was going to try and get employed, I hope he did. He was so mature about the whole situation and I had to admit I was surprised but very happy. I knew as long as I had him, I'd be fine right?

"Butters?" Eric came downstairs fully dressed shortly after I did

"Yeah?" I asked trying to hide my worry

"Why are you up so early?" He asked

"Got enough sleep I guess," I lied

"Alright then," He said giving me a small kiss "I'm going out, I'll see you in a few hours."

"Be safe!" I said watching him leave.

I'm not a selfless man
I'm not a man of wealth
If I had all the world,
Probably give it to myself
But the trees begin to walk
And the ground begins to talk
And myself

Cartman's pov

I came home all depressed. My plans to save our situation were a failure. I didn't know what was I going to do. I went to every opened job i knew of in our town and I wasn't even considered to any of them. I knew it wasn't going to be easy at all, but at least a consideration. I had plenty of experience in many of the jobs, though that didn't seem to matter. Once I said my name they told me that I wasn't what they were looking for. No explanation at all.

Reach, It's not as bad as it seems
I cleanse in the river for somebody else,
For anyone but myself

Hold my place
Don't you give up on me
Hold on... Hold on

Once I entered the house, I went to the couch. I lay on it and stared blankly at the ceiling. Why did those people refuse me at the mention of my name? What did I do to get such a reputation? I had no idea, none at all. I always had a great perspective of myself, quite arrogant yes but it gave me confidence. Though that perspective seem to have gotten smaller and smaller over the years, though it wasn't gone. Though maybe I wasn't all that great, maybe I'm just the hopless loser I always knew I was.