My Very Own One-shots Book

He's So Innocent :Michael x Butters

A.N.: They are 10 years old. Firkle's text. Michael's text. Pete text. Henrietta text.

Michael didn't understand why Butters hanged around them. He was so sweet and innocent. He was the happiest conformist of them all but when ever Butters asked to hang with them he always caved.

Speaking of the Butters he came over singing a silly song. He had a smile on his face. He was wearing his usual clothes except they were a bit tighter. He was wearing tight clothes like the goths. Michael sighed.

"Hiya fellas! Mind if I sit here?"

Butter gave an adorable smile. The others sighed and Michael felt a small smile form. Butters looked at each of them. When it seem like they would say no he did his cute little puppy pout. They all caved in and allowed him. He happily sat next to Michael.

He sat quietly listening to the goths music. When they all lit there third cigarette durning recess Butters pouted.

"You guys shouldn't smoke," Butters said.

"Why not?" Pete sneered.

"Because smoking can make you sick and I don't wanna loose you,"he hugged Michael and snuggled into his side,"I would miss you guys."

"Seems like you would mostly miss Michael," Henrietta pointed out.

"He makes my heart super happy and you guys just make it sorta happy."

Michael cleared his throat, "We should cut back. They are getting pricey to get."

The other goths rolled his eyes. Butters smiled and cuddled Michael. He decided he wanted to sit in Michael's lap. He tugged Michael's jacket and looked at his lap before pouting. Michael sighed and gave him the okay. Butters smiled and sat on his lap. He cuddled Michael and Michael found himself cradling Butters. For once Michael felt content and even happy.

Not long after the group heard soft snores. Butter fell asleep with a smile on his face. Michael gave him a soft smile while the other goths smirked.

"You got a soft spot for him," Pete stated.

"What? No I dont," Michael said.

"You do," Firkle insisted.

"Whatever. If I do all of us do. We all let him come and sit with us," Michael fired back.

"True but you're the softest. It's alright though. You are still goth enough for us. You can keep your little friend," Henrietta told Michael with a smirk. Recess was over and the other kids headed in. The goths got up to go except Michael.

"What's wrong?" Pete asked.

"He's still asleep," Michael answered.

"Just carry him or something," offered Firkle with a shrug.

Michael got up and held Butters. Butters stired but stayed asleep. He cuddled Michael and curled up in his arms. He was so adorable. Michael carried him to class before ditching. He only return when Butters came out so he can walk him home.

It was Saturday and the goths were gonna watch a scary movies. They always go to Firkles house and have scary movie marathons. It was perfect. The house was always dark and empty with only Firkle neighbor coming over to check on him or cook for him. Michael texted the other goths in a group message.

I'm wanna invite Butters.

Go ahead I don't care but he has to bring something then.

And he can't cling to us. You have to deal with him.

Figured you would want to.

Fuck you guys. He will bring something. I'll pick him up and deal with him.

With that Michael grabbed his phone, keys and cookies that he bought and headed out the door. He walked towards butters house. As he got closer he can hear music. He heard Butters sing. He had such a good voice. He seen Butters dancing in the garage. He was wearing polk-a-dot socks and a tutu over his normal clothes.

"Feeling good on a Wednesday!" Butyers snag as he danced.

"Hey Butters!"

Butters paused the music and looked around. He looked around. Then he seen Michael. He smiled and his face lit up. He ran over and tacked Michael in a hug.

"Michael! You're here. You never come on Saturdays."

"We are having a scary movie marathon. Wanna come?"

"Yes! Let me go grab my stuff."

He hugged Michael and ran inside. Butters grabbed his allowance, his key, an extra pair of underwear and his phone. He put it in a tiny Hello Kitty backpack. He pulled on his sneakers.

He ran out and yelled, "Bye Mom! Bye Dad! Love you!"

Michael ran over to Michael and hugged him again. They started to walk. Michael resisted the the urge to smoke a cigarette. He looked at Butters and found Butters glancing at his hand. He held out his hand for Butter and he happily grabbed it.

"We gotta stop at the store."

"Okey dokey!"

"I'm gonna get more snacks and say you bought them."

"But why? I can get them."

"Because you should save your money. So you don't have to worry."

"What about -"

"No more questions. Don't worry about it."

"Okay. Thank you Michael. You're so sweet."

Butters tippy toed and tried to kiss Michaels cheek. Butters tugged on Michaels sweater. Michael looked and butters waved for him to come closer. Michael knealed a bit. Butters kissed his cheek and giggled.

"Let's pay for the stuff Michael."

He skipped over to the line. Michael followed the little ball of energy. He payed for the stuff and left. Butters grabbed Michael's hand and smiled. He swing their arms and sang as he skipped. Finally they arrived at Firkle's house. They we inside and settled in.

"There's no blanket for butters," Michael noticed.

"I couldn't find another one," Firkle responded.

"I'll be fine Michael !" Butters assured Michael.

Michael was sure Butters was gonna get cold but he didn't say anything. He grabbed his blanket and watched the movie. Butters tried to remain calm. He kept shivering, covering his face and yelping.

Michael whispered to butters, "you okay?"

"Y-yeah just cold."

Michael took off his sweater and gave it to Butters. Butters smiled and cuddled up in it. Even though it was big on him it was warm. After awhile Butters yelling and quivering got annoying. Michael pulled Butters into his lap and cuddled him with the big blanket. Butters snuggled into his chest. He felled asleep. Michael smiled at the smaller boy. He didn't know what brought Butters to hang with them bit he wasn't complaining. He was happy to hold his precious friend close to him any day. Butters was his innocent and sweet friend. He would protect him and his innocence from the world do they both can always be happy.