Mystie ( A South Park Bunny Fanfic ) COMPLETED

Chapter 2

[TRIGGER WARNING: DEPICTIONS OF SELF H*RM. Please skip this chapter if you're uncomfortable with these topics]
Stilll 3rd Person POV:

The school day was finished at last. Butters walked out with the crowd and walked home. He gave a sigh of relief as he saw his dad passed out on the couch. He headed to the kitchen and greeted his mother.

" Hey mom." He waved meekly.

" Oh H-HahAhaA HEY Butter- s my darling de-viil!" His mother giggled crazily.

" What's for dinner?" He put his hands in his pockets and kicked at the ground.

" OHHHHH J-UUST ThaT  BITCH  your fATheR  Was SEEing!" She hissed.

" Oh... OK. ." Butters kicked at the floor and shuffled out the door.  His mother was insane. He'd grown sort of accustomed of it, but still got scared shitless of her from time to time. He clambered upstairs and fell into his bed. He cared not for showers or changing today. He just wanted to sink under the covers and stay there till he died. He shivered and picked up his pocket knife and dragged the sharpened edge acrossed his pale forearm.

...

All too soon, Butters bed was blood-stained. He giggled slightly as his tears slid down his cheeks. He threw off the covers and swung open the windows. The cold breeze swam through his hair. He let out a breath and smiled a bit. He wished he could feel like this more often. As a matter of fact Butters wished for a lot of things. He wishes that his mum be ok, that his bullies would disappear, that ke- nevermind that last one.

As he was done reminiscing, he sighed and dove back into his bed, pulled the covers to his neck and turned on his side waiting for sleepiness to hit.

-----------------1 time skip passss---------------

Ok this isn't working... Butters said to himself. He tossed and turned and eventually just threw the covers off. He was about to give up and just go eat 'dinner' when out of nowhere he heard-

"Butters is that you?" A rather deep and gruff voice queried. Butters bolted up and quickly turned to see who it was.

Velet shirt, dark purple hood with a bit of his blonde hair showing through, green gloves and this weird thing on his head. Also is he actually wearing underpants over his normal pants?

Butters grew more and and more nervous and confused as he studied this character.

" Are you done?"  The deep voice came again?

"  AH! Ah.. OK. . Why are you here and who the heck are you!?" Butters had his hand hovering over his pocket knife if needed.

" I am Mysterion. And I am here because I've always wanted to talk with you, but I've hardly gotten a good chance to."  Mysterion explained.

" So I'm guessing you're some kinda hero?" Butters raised an eyebrow.

" Yes." He nodded.

" Aren't superheros meant to follow the law?" Butters smirked and leaned forward with crossing arms.

" Yes yes but won't you excuse this time?" The cloaked figure sounded somewhat nervous.

" I guess. I'm not really allowed people around but this should different. I think. " Butters looked down and smiled.  Mysterion jumped down and took Butters in his arms. The short blonde boy grew a rising blush on his cheeks.

" Hey how did you know my name?" Butters looked up.

" I told you, I know you." Mysterion brushed the question away.

" Like in a stalker way?" Butters snickered. 

" No!!" The superhero became just as flustered and buried his face in his cap

" I'm kidding. I'm kidding." Butters layed his head on the bed and yawned a bit.

" Tired at 5 in the afternoon?" Mysterion chuckled.

" I've learnt to be asleep at five and wake up at 10 cuz that's when when my dad goes to sleep." Butters shrugged.

" Why's it matter if ya dad is up?" Mysterion cocked his head.

" Ohhhhh heh no-nothing." Butters whispered, but Mysterion was persistent.

" No tell me." He held the shorters hand. 

" Mystie it doesn't matter. Forget it. " Butters groaned.

" M-Mistie? " Mysterion face was utterly red now, covering it in his cape.

" O-oh sorry." The small boy looked away.

" No no. I kinda like it." Mysterion looked up and gave Butters a warm smile. Butters went to his knees and leant down to kiss Mystie's forehead.

" Hey so who are you anyway?  Who's under the Mysterion suit?" He cocked his head.

" No one I-Important. " Mysterion quickly shoved the little bits of hair sticking out from his hood back under it, just to make sure nothing was give  away. Butters reached for his hood.

"Cmmooon!" Butters giggled.

" NO!" He yelled and swatted his hand away. Butters shuffled back and chewed his lip.

" Gosh I'm s-sorry.." He gulped. Mysterion sighed and cupped Butters cheek.

" I'm sorry.. I got a lil scared. I just. It doesn't matter that much ok?" He breathed

" Even if you're a complete stranger who's possibly been stalking me, I can't help but feel happy. " He pulled Mysterion into a calming embrace. Mysterion wrapped his arms back around Butters gently. The short blonde yawned and rubbed his eyes.

" Aww gee the moment I'm finally sleepy, is the moment I don't want to sleep." He moaned.

" It's Ok.  Do you want me to stay?" The purple cloaked figure asked.

" I do. But I don't think my parents do..." He sighed.

" No worries. I'll be back tomorrow. " He comfortingly patted Butters. Butters nodded as Mysterion  began climbing back to the window.

" M- Mysterion!" He interrupted before the figure clambered out the window.

" Hmm?" He replied.

" You're my hero..."