Yandere butters •Bunny•

why

Butters sat down next to Craig who didn't seem to mind his presence. Yet it seems like no one did, the news, the murder, the tension everyone was feeling amongst themselves. Butters knew he was the reason for everyone's sorrow and frightened minds. But he didn't care as he watched the teacher enter the room.

"Alright class, settle down!" She said in a booming voice.

Everyone looked at the teacher. Wide eyed. All though some weren't bothered by it.. .like cartman or Craig or even Clyde who sat next to bebe to whom was sitting next to a depressed Wendy, Butters paid attention to that. Red and her were best friends after all...but he ended her life all because he had been jealous. Butters was jealous and madly In love with a poor, semi-pervert blonde. Red tried to take what was his.

Butters eyes widened at his own thoughts...why. why did he have to think like a crazy obsessed man from a cheesy horror movie?

He sighed and listened to what the teacher had to say. The lesson of course was important, as everyone began to write in their notebooks or even borrowed pieces of paper. And eventually, he also began to jog down whatever she was writing on the chalkboard.

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Butters stared at the clock as it ticked away, his hand gripping his books "OH jeez it's so close!....almost there-"

RINNNNNNNGGGGGG

Every single student was all ready to go and with the bell ringing, everyone hurried out in a huge talking crowd. Butters was a little behind but smiled anyways until he felt a chubby hand grab his wrist and begin to drag him to the left hall where many students walked down.

Butters was quick to act as he jerked around and even tried to break free.

"Calm the hell down Butters. I just need something from you" a familiar voice muttered out. Butters only looked forward as he saw cartmans brown hair. "No hat today?" He thought as he walked with him.

Cartman took a deep breath and let go of Butters wrist and sharply turned around "Okay, so listen" he had begun.

"Wendy is like all depressed and shit and I like need you to make Stan comfort her or something. " He whispered as he gave a low growl.

Butters only looked at cartman with a confused and a non-emotional face.

"Eric...what...?"

"No just listen okay! Kyle won't say shit because he and Stan are fighting over something completely lame and cupid me won't stop the Hitler shit!" Cartman barked back and huffed. He then crossed his arms and rolled his eyes.

Butters raised a eyebrow and his eyes were looking at him like he was fucking nuts. He was judging the boy Infront of him. He then shook his head and held it and sighed "so you want me to tell Stan to...comfort Wendy.?" Butters dared not to ask what cupid me was nor even bring up Hitler. That was a topic he hated dearly.

Cartman nodded immediately "yeah dude! You can do it, can't ya?" Butters only wanted to curl up right then and there. He was zero good at making people talk with other people unless it was talking cartman out of fighting with any other student or sometimes he would just cheer the chubby man on.

He shook his head and frowned "yeah okay ill see what I can do..."

Cartman laughed and then smirked, he patted Butters on the shoulder and his eyes looked at him intimidating. The taller boy gulped and looked away.

"Thanks Butters, I owe you one" Which he didn't mean, he never owed Butters anything. He would never pay him back. He would never. Ever. Do that for Butters.