South Park Butters X Kenny

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I arrived at the party with Cartman at around 9 pm. We drank about 5 beers each before we went to Bebe's. I feel pretty drunk, but I could drink some more.

"Kenny, want another one?" Cartman asked as he dragged me to a table in the livingroom with a wide selection of booze. I looked at all the pretty coloured bottles.

"Look at all these colours man, who comes up with this?" I ask Cartman.

"The fuck are you talking about?" Cartman said and laughed. "What do you want?" He then asked.

"Gimme one vodka coke, minus the coke." I say and Cartman chuckles and hands me a shot of vodka. "You have to have one too!" I demand as I take the shot glass.

"Of course!" He agreed and poured a shot for himself. We downed each of our shots and then decided to have two more, each.

"Guys!" Stan walked over to us as we put our glasses on the table.

"Stanny-boy!" I exclaimed and hugged him. "How are you, man??"

"I'm so good." Stan replied and pat me on the back before letting go of the hug.

"Where's jewboy?" Cartman asked and looked around the room, almost losing balance with all the turning around.

"He'll be here later, has to do something with Ike first." Stan replied. "But I haven't seen you guys all week, where've you been??" He then asked.

"Just hangin' out, y'know how it is." I said and turned to Cartman for a highfive.

"Fuck yeah, brah!" He highfived me and we laughed. Stan didn't though, he doesn't get it.

"Just smoking and stuff like that?" Stan asked.

"Yeah, Cartman's been so good since Butters broke up with me, or ghosted me or whatever. This guy's like my rock right now." I blurted out and put my arm around Cartman's shoulder without thinking. "I don't know where I'd be without this guy right here!" I add loudly. Cartman just smiled at me. Stan seemed a bit off, he probably just misses Kyle or something, I don't know.

"Okay, cool." Stan replied. He looked at Cartman briefly before walking away. 

"What's wrong with him?" Cartman muttered to me. 

"Prolly just busy thinking about a certain someone.." I smirk at him and nudge his shoulder. 

"Yeah, probably." He shrugged his shoulders. "Let's go sit down somewhere, I'm getting kinda nauseous.." Cartman then took my hand and clumsily led me through the livingroom, no empty seats there, so we went to the second floor and to Bebe's room. We were both drunk so it felt like a good idea to lie down somewhere. My ears rung slightly and the hallway seemed like it was rocking from side to side.

"You need water or something?" I ask Cartman as we go into the room. There were a few people there, I didn't really see them too well, I think Nicole and maybe Craig? "I-uh think I need water, man" I say and laughed a bit as I sat down on the floor by the bed.

"I could go for some water." Cartman said as he sat down next to me. I put my head on his shoulder, I felt dizzy.

"We'll go get some water." Nicole said as she and Craig stood up.

"Or not.." Craig added as they walked out of the room and he closed the door behind them.

"What a fucking douchebag." Cartman scoffed.

"Such a douche, man." I agree. 

"Maybe we drank a bit too much.." Cartman said quietly as I lift my head up from his shoulder.

"Maybe.." I take my phone out of my pocket. I have no notifications, as usual. I don't know what I was hoping to see. It's a bit over 10 pm already. I wonder what Butters' doing..

"Whatcha thinkin' about, Kenny?" Cartman asked as he looked at me.

"Nothing.."

"Come on man, is something bothering you?" He asked and put his arm around my shoulders.

"I just can't believe Butters ghosted me.. like-" I paused and thought for a moment. "Like we just got together?? How could this be over so soon?" I say and look back at Cartman. "That's a little weird right?" I ask him and lean a bit closer to him, I think the alcohol is messing up my balance.

"Don't-" Cartman leaned closer, our noses almost touching, his balance must be messed up too. "Don't think about Butters." He said. "Just be in the moment, man."

"What moment? Like- uh.." my brain froze for a second. "Like this moment?" I then ask.

"Yeah.." Cartman said so quietly I barely heard him. "Just focus on me, forget about everyone else." He whispered and I felt his hand touch mine.

"Just you?" I'm getting confused.

"Yeah.." Cartman lets out a little sigh.

"W-what?" I feel sick. My stomach all of a sudden feels like it's upside down.

"Just give me a chance.." he brushes his lips against mine.

"Wh-" I throw up. All the vodka I had earlier went back up and all over Cartman's face and shirt.

"Dude!" Cartman jumped up. "What the fuck?!" He exclaimed as he wiped his face with his sleeve.

"I'm sorry! I drank too much, man!" I almost shout back.

"Oh, I'm gonna be sick.." Cartman's face went pale and he jogged out of the room.

"Sorry!" I call after him. I heard the bathroom door slam shut. I crawl to the door and close it, it's too noisy downstairs. I go back to where I sat by the bed and looked at my phone.  10:15 pm. Maybe I should just go home? I can't stand up though.. I close my eyes for a minute and then someone opens the door..

"Oh-"