Depressed

Helping Stan

I can't believe it, Craig's actually leaving South Park!! My friends, all of them went into a total meltdown, and me... I did nothing to help. But why would they...? No, I can't stop here. I need to help them!

I am Butters Stotch, and I'll help my friends feel better!

I went to their houses one by one, and asked where they were. But everytime I do, they saying that they're busy, and all that.

So I had to make a plan, about how they are all connected and stuff.

(Stan is to Kyle is to Kenny is to Tweek is to Clyde is to Token is to Craig...)

I wrote it down, and followed each of where I need to go.
So I went over to Stan's first.

Once I rang the doorbell, his sister came out, which made me a bit scared.
But I held it in.
She asked of what I was doing here again. I told her that I need to see Stan. She stared at me for quite a while and then let me in.

I went upstairs to Stan's door, and knocked softly.

"Stan? It's me, Butters... And I want to help you..."

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"What for?"
He replied.
It's just so heartbreaking to see my friends like this, but I knew I have to be strong.

"Stan... I know Wendy broke up with you, and... it hurts..."
I explained it bravely and confidently as I could. But I felt Stan listen to me, to my words.
But he didn't say anything.

"..."

"Hear me out... okay?"
I told him. He whispered a soft "yes" through the door. So I gave him the words...

"Even though t-that happened, Stan... you s-shouldn't lose hope... not at all... because when s-something... bad happens... it's considered a-a challenge..."
I explained. After saying what I felt about his situation, I also felt releif that he might help me with the others as well.

"Butters..."
I heard Stan say. He was hesitating, I can feel it. I came to him for a reason, because I knew Eric wouldn't help me.

"Butters... T... Thank you... so much..."
Stan continued. Those words I haven't heard from him. Those words he was hesitating about. It was completely embarrassment for him, I guess.

He unlocked his bedroom door, and came out. I hugged him happily, that he was back.

"Glad you're back, friend!"
I told him. He hugged back.

"Yeah, thanks again!"
He told me happily.

"Will you help me w-with the others Stan?"
I asked him. He looked at me and gave me a smile. He nodded and insisted to lead the way.

One complete, seven more to go!