South Park Butters X Kenny

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I've been too depressed to go out of my room the past week. I've mostly gone out of bed to play a little Hello kitty Island adventure, just to cheer myself up a bit. It doesn't do much though.

"Butters!" My mom called from the bottom of the stairs. "Come downstairs, Scott's here!"

"I'm coming!" I call back and stand up from my desk chair. What is Scott doing here? He's my friend but I don't really get a lot of friends over..
I walk down the stairs and there's Scott talking to my mom.

"Butters! How are you?" He asks as he walks over to me.

"I'm fine, what brings you here?" I ask him confused as he leads me upstairs to my room.

"I was thinking about how depressed you've been lately and I found just the thing to cure it!" Scott said excited as we walked into my room and he closed the door behind us.

"What??"

"A party, Butters. Bebe is having a party tonight and practically everyone's invited, it could be just what you need!" He said as he paced around the room. "And it's a great opportunity for me too, since I don't really get invited to parties often..." he added quietly.

"I don't know.."

"Pleasee! I don't wanna go alone, please come with me??" Scott begged me.

"What if Kenny's there?" I say. I feel pretty anxious about seeing him again. 

"That doesn't matter, we'll just avoid him if you want." Scott replied enthusiastically.

"Fine, I'll go.." I say reluctantly. "When does it start?"

"In two hours or so. So take a shower and put on some clean clothes!" Scott said as he walked to the door. "I'll see you at my house in about an hour and then we'll go." He then walked out of the room. I look around my room, I should find something decent to wear. 

Two hours passed and I was all cleaned up. I walked over to Scott's house and knocked on the door. Scott came to the door.

"Let's go!" He said as he grabbed my arm and dragged me all the way to Bebe's house. I've rarely seen him so excited.
We arrived at Bebe's house at around 10 pm and there were already some people there, thank god. Scott looked around.

"Oop- I'll be right back!" Scott said and rushed off. What's with him?? Oh, wait.. I see him walk over to Sophie and start chatting. Gosh darn it, he just wanted to come and see her. I wish he hadn't talked me into coming too. I walk into the kitchen to see if there's someone I can talk to.

I walk over to the kitchen counter and pour cider in a cup. As I drink it I see Stan walk over to me.

"Butters!" Stan says cheerfully and clumsily puts his cup half full of beer on the table, almost spilling it.

"Hi, are you okay?" I ask, a little worried. Stan tends to drink too much at parties.

"Dude! Of course, dude! What kinda question issat?" He kind of blurted out

"Never mind." I say. "How are you?"

"I'm amazing, loving life right now, fo' sure!" 

"That's good." I smile a bit awkwardly. I don't really want to be here right now..

"What's going on with you and Kenny?? Everyone is- everyone's talking about it, man, like what the fu- what happened??" Stan said as he grabbed my shoulder, mostly to support himself.

"I don't really want to talk about it.."

"Was it Cartman??"

"What? Why?" I ask confused.

"People've been saying that recently, he's been hanging out with Kenny everyday since the break started, jus' saying.." Stan said as he leaned closer to me. "I think something's going on with them.."

"Hey.. Bebe said something kinda simil-"

"Hey fellas!" Jimmy came up to us and poured himself a drink. "W-What's goin' on?"

"Oh, not much. How have you been?" I reply.

"I'm great! Hey, I heard about you and Kenny, man." Jimmy said and gave me a pat on the shoulder. "Sucks." He gave me a reassuring look and I smiled politely.

"Yeah.." I say.

"Anyways.. enjoy the party f-fellas!" He said and then went into the livingroom.

"I forgot what we were talking about.." Stan mumbled.

"Me too."

"Oh well." He shrugged his shoulders and then he went and joined the crowd in the livingroom.
I sighed. I don't feel like talking to anyone right now, I'm too stressed.
I go and look for Scott to tell him that I just want to go home. I walk past the people in the livingroom and up to Bebe's room. People often gather in her room when she throws parties to talk, the music's always kind of loud downstairs. I open the door to her room and my eyes widen.

"Oh-"