Southpark oneshots!!

🧁Your a brave boy.💕

14/15 year old bunny
Agre (age regression, which is a coping mechanism)
Mysterion was making his nightly rounds when he suddenly heard a sobbing butters..

1st pov-Kenny/mysterion:
I jumped from house to house, careful not to slip off a roof and die. I was making my way towards butters house when I heard somthing. First it sounded like slaps and kicks, then sobbing, then a door slammed and more crying followed. I made my way to the noises and found myself in a window, looking at a beat up, purple butters.

3rd pov:
Butters sat there on the floor, sobbing. He couldn't remember why his father did this or how he got grounded he just knew he deserved it. He felt himself starting to slip and mumbled "shit.." to himself. He gave in and started sucking on his thumb, grabbing his blanket and cuddling it. Butters heard an "aww" come from his window and he whipped his head towards the noise. It was mysterion, or Kenny, and he had just watched butters suck his thumb like a baby. He watched him slip into little space, and he may have even watched him get beat into a pulp!

1st pov-Kenny/mysterion:
I climbed into my room and sat beside the small boy. He grabbed my hand and held it tightly. I gently rubbed his hand and smiled. I took off my mask to show that it was me incase he didn't remember. He giggled and curled into me. I took my hand up to his head and started rubbing it. "Cmere sweetheart.." I whispered to him. I picked him up and sat him on his bed. He tucked himself in the blankets and went back to sucking his thumb. I gently traced his face and he tilted his head into my hand. I sat up on the bed beside him. "Your quiet tonight butters, is something wrong?" "Sorry.." he mumbled into my hand. "Don't apologize honey! Is something wrong?" I asked him again. "Owwys.." he points to bruises and cuts on his face and starts tearing up. Shit..how do I deal with sombody crying?! I panicked and just kissed his forehead. I wiped away his tears and did it again. I sighed with releif since what I did had worked.

"Butters, do you have any more..owwys?" I asked. He nodded and frowned. "Can you point where they are?" He nodded again and pointed to his legs, stomach, chest, and arms. "Can I see them?" I bit my lip after realizing what I just asked. Thankfully he didn't realize and nodded. I grabbed the bottom of his shirt and looked up at him. He nodded a second time. I carefully slipped his shirt off and gasped a little. I expected it to be bad, but not this bad. There were cuts and bruises everywhere. Scars from past encounters, blood spilling out of his arms, and I'm pretty sure he had a broken finger. "Oh no.." I whispered while looking over each one. I pulled out a box of bandaids I carry with me in this suit. I had Spider-Man ones, hello kitty ones, and just plain ones. I pulled out the hello kitty bandaids and put one on each of his bleeding cuts. He giggled or gasped excitedly at each one, obsessing over the tiny details, such as the bow shape, or how one ear was bigger then the other. I smiled sweetly at him and pointed at his pants. "Can I take these off to see your other owwys?" I asked softly. He nodded and I slipped them off of the poor boy, leaving him in his boxers. His legs were a tad bit better then the rest of him, seeing as it's harder to aim at thoes. He still was in pretty bad shape so I gave him some more bandaids.

I searched his dresser drawers for some comfy looking pjs. I saw some flowy blue Cinnamoral pants and grabbed them. Underneath them was a Cinnamorol shirt and I grabbed that too. I handed the pair to butters, who was shivering to death without a shirt or pants on. He pulled them on and smiled at the warmth. I sat beside him again and he hugged me. "Thank you Kenny.." he whispered. I was really happy to hear his sweet voice again. I played with his hair and kissed the top of his head over and over. I truly loved this boy. I smiled into his head and he looked up at me. He smiled widely and I kissed his forehead again. He smiled wider and fell back into my chest.

1at pov-butters:
I sat there, face in his chest, fighting off tears. He was so nice to me, but why? He must've wanted somthing in return, right? I'd give him anything at that point. I couldn't hold back the tears anymore. I started crying, no, sobbing. I started violently sobbing into his chest. "Woah!" I heard him say. He lifted my chin to look at him. "What's wrong honey?" He asked me, a light blush spreading across his cheeks. "Your being too nice to me..do you want somthing? Did cartman send you? Did my dad send you to get me in trouble for being gay? Are you just trying to make fun of me? Why are you making my heart go fast?!" I yelled quietly while squeezing my eyes shut. Kenny fell silent for a few good minutes before grabbing my chin again. "Butters. This didn't start with me wanting anything but now I really fighting this request. I wouldnt Never ever listen to cartman or your asshole dad, especially if they were trying to hurt you for being fucking gay. And your heart going fast is a good thing butters. A really good thing."

He let go of my chin, as if he was afraid of me or himself. "I need to leave before I make a mistake." He said, pulling on his mask. "Kenny.." I whispered "I'll give you anything. I'll do anything. I'll help you with anything. I'll say anything. Please Kenny, I'm in your debt." He walked over to him and I kept eye-contact. He chuckled. "Your a brave boy butters, trying to make me stay." He kissed my forehead for the last time tonight, hopping out of my window. I fell asleep wondering what he ment, what he wanted, and how I was brave, and how I could fix whatever was wrong with my guardian angel.