On my mind (BUNNY)

Chapter 1: Recovery

𝗕𝘂𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘃


It's been 3 weeks since my best friend Kenny passed away, im trying to get over it but its just difficult 


All i've done for the past week was sit in my room. It's weird without him around. 


I hear a beeping sound come from my phone. I look at my phone and grab it 


After entering my password i check what the message was, it's Eric.  


'What does he want. He hasn't messaged me or anything since Kenny's death.' 


I open the message and read it. 


'Hey Butters be at my house at 3 pm' 


He really is confident that i will come, he didn't even bother to ask nicely, not like i expected him to be nice but you get me 



I get up from my bed and check the time, its currently 2:30 pm 


'Did he really just give me 30 minutes to get ready? Jeez..' 


I begin walking towards the door and i exit my room, i haven't left it all week. I go downstairs and no one's home. My parents are probably both working right now. I put my black shoes on and grab the house key. I begin walking out of the house. I lock the door and start making my way to Eric's house 


As i walk down the street i notice some weird things, like some 6th graders looking at pictures of 2 circles next to eachother and like a dot inside of it. It looks like someone drew it. I think that's enough explanation. 


After a while of walking i finally make it to Eric's house, i knock on the door 


The door opens and i see Eric, i haven't seen him for a while. He looks fatter then when i last saw him. Or i just forgot how fat he is.  


'What did you want Eric?' 


'I just wanted to hang out with you, is that too much to ask for?' 


I'm suprised, normally when he tells me to come over he wants my help with something stupid. 


'I guess we can hang out..' 


I'm a little hesitant but what's the worst that can happen? 


'Nice, i made us something to drink. Let's go to the kitchen' 


Eric begins walking to the kitchen, i step into the house and close the door and start following him to the kitchen. It's kinda strange how he suddenly is kinda nice to me? 


'Take a seat, i'll get you something to drink' 


With that he walks to the counter and begins pouring milk into a cup and then adds what im assuming is cocao powder to the milk 


I sit down at the dinner table and watch him make the chocolate milk, he then finishes and walks over to me and then hands me the cup full of chocolate milk 


'Thanks Eric'


Eric sits down on the other side of the table, i look at him while i take a sip of the chocolate milk. It tastes kinda funny, maybe he just used a different powder then i use


'How does it taste?'


'It's pretty good'


Eric starts smiling, it's weird but im assuming he's just glad to see me or something, i continue drinking the chocolate milk


There is a awkward silence before i decide to say something


'How are you holding up? You know, after Kenny died'


He looks at me with a sad expression, it looks pretty fake and im sure it is. Eric isn't the kind of person to really care about someone, even if its his friend


'Oh i'm fine, i just know it has been so difficult for you so i invited you over to try and cheer you up!'


I take another sip of the chocolate milk 


'Thanks i guess..' 


Eric seems alot nicer then before, maybe he changed? I'm probably just overthinking this, Eric fed someone their own parents and i don't think he regretted it at all. 


I finish my chocolate milk and i put the glass aside


The awkward silence quickly returns, i look at the time and see its already 3:30 pm. Why does time go so fast? 


'Oh butters i just remembered i have homework to do, what a shame i guess you can't stay any longer!' 


He is so bad at lying i swear.. I sigh and get up from the chair 


'It's fine, thanks for having me over'


'Yeah yeah whatever, see you at school tomorrow'


I wave at him as i walk out the kitchen towards the front door


Well he didn't change thats for sure.


I open the door and walk outside, closing it behind me as i begin walking home again 


I come across the same things when i walk home, those 6th graders and some drunk men. South park is a scary place sometimes.


I arrive home and unlock the door with the house keys, i go inside and take my shoes off and i go to the couch and i sit down. 


Well, this has for sure been the weirdest day yet.