Stutters 🧌

BUTTERS 😤

A/N: my head cannon is that the butters Lego smells super ratchet like moldy toe cheese 🤤

It was the end of 5th period and the start of lunch. I always sit by Tweek so I wasn't sure where to go. I would go see how Kenny was doing but he got sent home in 4th period. Let's just say Bebe will probably be on the death bed of embarrassment.

As I pondered on where I was eating food someone stands in front of my desk. I look up hoping that my savior Tweek has come to take me away, but...it was Stan.

"Hey...uhjh...Butters could you meet me behind the school at 3:00?" He whispers fiddling with his fingers. His fingers. They were wrapped in bandages splits on all of them. I wonder how he's been writing his school work. "Oh fiddlesticks what happened to you!" I ask even quieter than Stan had asked his question. I softly grab his hands looking to see what had happened.

Stan's eyes widen a bit as he lets go of the grasp I have on them. I look back up at him and a wave of guilt crashes onto my face. "Oh heck, oh darn, I'm so sorry Stan I sure didn't mean to make you uncomfortable," I panic forgetting we barely know each other. This is really embarrassing.

"I-it's okay..could you please meet me after school tho butters?" He asks his sapphire eyes piercing and pleading for agreement . I sigh and press my lips together into a line, "sure Stan I'll be there,". His face turns a very light shade of pink as he nods his head. I returned the gesture by waving goodbye. What just happened. Where is Tweek when you need him.

I wait a few minutes before everyone had left the classroom before heading out. I turn walking through the hallway until I found my locker I open it and begin searching for my phone. I find it and shove it in my pocket as I smile lightly at the pictures on the side of the locker. It was a picture of both me and Tweek making mud pies for the rest of our class. I start to laugh as I remember Kenny had actually eaten his mud pie and had to be sent home just like today. Stan had to take him to the teacher and was in charge of cleaning up his mess.

Boy oh boy.

Stan Marsh.

When I gave him his pie he smiled then turned back to his friends and pretend to eat it. That was really sweet of him. I remember going to bed that night wondering how Stan rated my pie. I secretly wished that he would think 10/10. I snickered. 3rd grade was an amazing year. I guess 11th isn't so bad either if I didn't put to much thought into it.

I shut my locker putting in the code to lock it and make my way to me and Tweek's meet up spot. The bench. A dookie brown paint flakey bench that has given plenty of splinters and slivers in the past to our bums.

I sit and take out my phone and text Tweek.

Butterball:
"I don't mean to bother you but could you help me out :'("

Twinkle:
"What happened"
"Are you alright"
"Do you need me to come pick you up"
"Oh no"
"Oh no, oh no"

Butterball:
"TWEEK!!"

Twinkle:
"What"

Butterball:
"Well could you let me explain before you worry"

Twinkle:
"Sorry"

Butterball:
"Aw shucks I didn't mean it in a mean way"
"I forgive you even though you have no reason to apologize :)"

Twinkle:
"Sorry"
"Aw crap sorry"
"Oh God nvm"

Butterball:
"Hehe it's okay take your time (•̀ᴗ•́)و"

Twinkle:
"Heh okay I got it"
"Thanks dude :]"
"So what happened to ya"

Butterball:
"Anytime Twinkle :3"
"Oh boy how do I even start"
"I messed up with Stan"
"I feel really bad about something I did earlier and I need composure :("

Twinkle:
"Man hurry and spill!!!"
"Hehe just kidding no rush, no rush"

Butterball:
"Lol lol okay okay DX"

Twinkle:
">:)"

Butterball:
"So you remember what happened with us and Stan, well first of all I'm meeting up with him after school to talk and I'm not sure what it's about but I'm really nervous"

Twinkle:
"Oh shit"
"Did he say the reason why he needed to talk"
"Your in deep crap dude"
"Do you need a getaway"

Butterball:
"I'm good Tweek!"
"That's not what I need to talk"
"Thanks for caring tho :)"
"He never said why tho"

Twinkle:
"Anytime butterbean ':)"
"You think he's a creeper"
"He most likely is"
"Gosh are you sure your good"
"Butters"
"BUTTERS"

Shoot my screen turned dark. Goodness I think it died. OH GOSH MY PHONE DIED! Tweek's gonna think something bad happened. I gotta contact him somehow. I can't let him overwhelm himself with a stupid mistake I made. I gotta find a phone.