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"M-My name is Butter's.. A-And.. I-I don't know how I got lost.. Geez.. I'm in a lot of trouble..." Butters trailed off. Tweek frowned. This poor child needed help.
"I'll call the police and tell them okay?" Butters nodded. Tweek dialed 911 and brought the phone his ear.
"What's the problem?"
"I found this kid alone and lost. He doesn't know much besides his name." Tweek spoke.

"Alright sir. Can we have his name and look for any amber alerts."
"He said his name is Butters." Tweek heard the typing of a keyboard.
"There's nothing. Please give us your address." Tweek did so. The lady on the phone told him some officers would be over soon.

He hung up and looked over to Butters, who was sitting on the floor watching cartoons.

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