Bridging Stat (Kris Statlander x OC)

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Zeke

I heard a squeal.... Why the fuck did I recognize it...? That was when I heard the voice.... And you've gotta be kidding me....

"Butters you little bitch give me a kiss!" I swear to god I could feel Kris' entire body tense at the word kiss.

"How in the hell do yous know each other?" Toni questioned as I felt Harley slam into my back. I couldn't help my groan as she did.

"Bimbo." There were three of us that said it at the same time and I couldn't help but laugh. That was when she hit me in the side just barely missing my bad arm.

"Bloody hell you are all children.... Could you idiots stop trying to hit him in the arm...." Toni said and I couldn't help but look over at her and give her a grateful look.

"Now why in the bloody hell would I...?" Kris turned me around as Harley trailed off and I couldn't help but laugh at her expression. "Oh bloody hell I'm sorry Butters. It's just been so bloody long since I've seen you."

"Wait.... Wait.... Wait.... How do you two know each other...?" Mariah I think her name was commented. Fuck there were a lot of names to remember....

"Oh Butters was actually the one to teach me guitar." I could see them all looking between the two of us and fuck.... Felt like I had been outed for fucking her when there had been nothing of the sort.

"After you forced me into it...." She hit me and it was deserved.

"Okay we all need to know this story...." Toni commented but thankfully they were all looking at Harley not me to tell the story. She looked over at me and I shrugged before I could feel Kris start to lean into me once more. She was still shivering.... Fuck it.... My hand gently ran along her back and she just about pressed into me as Harley started to tell the story of us meeting. It was pretty basic to be honest. We had a gig in Australia, she came to the show, her singing was impressive and we easily became friends so eventually taught her how to play guitar. But honestly it had been years since we talked.... Couldn't even tell you how long it had been.

"You that cold?" I quietly questioned Kris as she shivered before pressing into me more. A nod came from her and I couldn't help myself. My arm wrapped around her before I could hear her sigh a sigh of relief.

"Thank you.... I'm fucking freezing." I gently squeezed her and another sigh left her lips. Damn she's cute....

"Butters how long have we known each other? You know I'm shit with time...." Harley's such an asshole.... She does this to me every fucking time....

"You think I remember?" Kris caught Harley's hand before it could hit my bad arm and the look she gave Harley was fucking comical. She couldn't be scary if she tried.

"Isn't it like six years now or something like that?" Something like that.... I shrugged getting a laugh from most of them. At least Kris was right and they were all very easy to talk and get along with.

"Okay I've got a question now...." Willow started, peaking my interest. "Why is she calling you Butters?" I chuckled as I saw all of them looking at me.

"It's been my nickname since I was a kid...." I could feel Kris nudge me and couldn't help but laugh when I saw them all looking for more of an explanation. "Alright.... So to give y'all the full explanation as a kid I was a bit of a nerd, was picked on.... That was pretty much until they found out that I could play the guitar. Then I went from the nerd nobody wanted to hang out with to never being left alone.... Still got picked on but at least had some people I could call friends. So one day we're hanging out and somehow wound up watching Southpark.... Well about halfway through it they all decided my nickname was Butters because I was pretty much just like him. For whatever reason it's stuck from there but has evolved."

"Bloody butterfingers over here drops his guitar more than I've ever seen anyone else." That was when Kris started to laugh and I couldn't help but look down at her.

"So that explains it...." She looked up and laughed as my eyebrow raised. "The amount of shit you drop...." I groaned and they all burst out into laughter.

"Oh you've met your match." Harley said to the both of us before everyone slowly started to disperse. Was probably getting closer to showtime. "So how've you been Butters? Besides the arm shit."

"Can't complain...." Kris grabbed her phone out of her pocket before looking between the both of us.

"Mind watching him? Lovely production meeting...." Harley nodded and laughed.

"I can watch the manchild yes...." My eyes rolled before Kris tiptoed and her lips pressed to my cheek.

"I'll be right back.... Don't kill her." The words were said into my ear and I couldn't help my chuckle.

"That I can't promise you." She hit me in the side before quickly exiting the room. That's when I looked at Harley who was looking back at me.

"Oh you're whipped." Once again my eyes rolled. "You are Butters.... But couldn't have picked anyone better."

"Can say that again.... But.... Now that we're on the topic of her.... I need your help...." I could see her eyes just about light up before Toni who must've overheard leaned in.

"What can we help with?" I guess two is better than one....

"So.... I might have fucked up and not expected to be taking her on a date tonight and the dressiest shit I've got is what I'm wearing now...." They both looked me up and down. Probably digesting what I said while confirming that what I was wearing wasn't date worthy.... They exchanged a glance before Toni grabbed Saraya.... I think it was.... The two blondes explained the situation to her before once again they were all looking at me.... Do I talk? Or do I just let them do their thing...? See and this is why Andrea is my only friend that's a chick.... She's so much less complicated.... That was when Harley finally spoke up and damn.... I swear a weight was lifted off my shoulders.

"We'll help you because there's no way in hell we're leaving you in that for a date with Kris...."