Mystie ( A South Park Bunny Fanfic ) COMPLETED

Chapter 6

-Lunchtime-

3rd Person POV:

The hooded boy strolled into the cafeteria, ignoring Cartman's routinely jokes about his lack of food.

He took his normal seat along with Stan while Kyle and Eric were arriving with their trays.

" Hey Kinny, whatcha got for lunch, air?" Cartman snickered at his own joke.

The orange kid rolled his eyes and replied, " Yeah. You should try it. Might turn you from a supreme fatass to just a regular fatass." Kyle burst into laughs and Stan was having a little chuckle too. Cartman flipped off Kenny and scowled.

...

At the far end of the room was Tweek, Craig, Butters, Clyde and Token. Clyde was chomping on his Taco asking questions about Tweek and Craig's relationship. Craig had his middle finger locked at Clyde. Tweek was close to pouring a cup of scalding coffee onto Clyde. Token was sat there sighing and Butters was just watching and giggling.

Soon the interrogation ended and the calamity died down. Craig got up to go get something. Once he was out of range, Tweek leant inwards.

" Guys it's Craig's birthday today! I wanna take him to a surprise party at raisins!" Tweek whispered. Clyde was drooling at the thought of raisins girls.

" Unless you don't mind Clyde drooling all over hot girls then accusing them of being temptresses, we should head somewhere else." Token

" City wok?" Butters brought up.

" No. It's full of yaoi.... everywhere. He hates it." Tweek murmured.

" Skeeters bar?" Token suggested.

" I can't even get on the stools!" Tweek sighed.

" Your bedroom?" Clyde smirked.

" RIGHT LISTEN UP HER-" Tweek began when he felt a swift brush against his hips.

" What's going on here?" Craig sat back down next to Tweek.

" Nothing!" The group collectively said....Except for Clyde.

" Tweek has no idea where to take you for your birthday. I said his bedroom and I think you saved me from nearly being decapitated." Clyde blurted out. There was a gust of sighs and facepalms.

" Aw. That's OK babe. Only thing I want for my birthday day is you." Craig teasingly chuckled.

" So does that mean I can have Stripe for the day?" Clyde beamed hopefully.

" Touch him and I'll turn your fucking insides into his next snack." Craig threatened, deadpan. Clyde winced and shrunk down in surrender.

...

Out of the blue Kenny, Kyle and Stan walk up to the boys table.

"Can't you be a little fucking quieter. I get you're a spaz but calm the fuck down. All of you." Stan groaned.

" Hey buddy wanna say that again?" Craig stood up, towering over the two.

" What? All that ass-licking made you deaf?" Stan snarkily replied. Craig cracked his knuckles, siezed Stan by the collar and rammed him into the nearby wall. Clyde, unhelpfully, burst into laughter. Tweek screeched.

"Or maybe it was the annoying ass bullshit from your mouth." Craig growled. After Stan nearly passed out from how right the tallest boy's grip was, Craig dropped him and sat back at the table. Kyle frantically helped Stan up, shooting a furious glare at the table. Kenny muttered something about these lot being a bunch of inbreds.

" Can't you just fucking beat it already!" Tweek groaned, exasperated.

" Suck my dick Tweek." Kenny fiestily replied.

" HOW CAN HE SUCK SOMETHING SMALLER THAN A GODDAMN BOTTLE CAP!" Butters screamed. His fists clenched tightly on the table's edge.

No one had saw how much their cruel exchanges were breaking him until he snapped. His knuckles were whiter than a sinless dove. Every chattering mouth became slient and gawked at the unstable boy.

Tweek reached for his hand, but with a swift motion Butters had slapped it away, looking up at the coffee addict with desperate, tear-glazed eyes. Kenny had unspeakable terror sewed onto his face.

"Butters." Kenny gulped. The whimpering kid shoved pass him and stormed off into the halls. Tweek hung his head down and rubbed his temples.

" You idiot. You dumbass!" He hissed. Craig rubbed his back and kissed his forehead.

Kenny POV:

Shit shit shit shit...

I tried to grab a hold of his arm, but he walks fast! As we were walking to our classroom, there was a deadly silence between our gang and Craig's gang.

We were sat down and told today we'd get to pick our own partners since there's 1 week left of school.

Pick? Wait.. I could actually bond with Butters? I can't wai-

My train of thought was interrupted when realised Butters wasn't in class. I turned to Tweek who had his face buried in his hands with Craig consoling him.

What the fuck did you do now?

My arm waved in the air, trying to get the teachers attention. After long enough, she finally took notice.

3rd Person POV :

" Yes, Kenny?" She suspiciously addressed.

" I need to piss. Um now. Thanks see you." Kenny stated. Before Miss Chokesondick could stop him, he was already half way down the hall.

...

" Butters! B-Butters! Um.. It's Tweek! Uhhh.. Come out please?" Kenny, poorly, impersonated.

" I- I... I've heard better." Came a sniffling voice.

" But- I mean. Butters!" He called out.

" W-why are you here?" He answered, his shadow joining Kenny's.

" I wanted... Um so we have partners and-"  Before his words could be complete, Butters jumped in.

" You. Kenny McCormick. Wants to work me with. Butters Stotch. Voluntarily? Hah, funny joke." He called Kenny's bluff and began to head back to class.

" Please, Butters . I'm serious." He latched desperately on the blue boy' s arm. He looked with at him with an unfamiliar look in his eyes. Desperation.

After a few seconds of excruciatingly painful silence, the smaller blonde yanked his hand away.

Butters POV:

That look. It's... I've never seen him like this. Borderline....cute???

Before the unsettling silence set in, I retracted my hand swifter than a bolt of lighting.

" Ok... Just... stop starting arguments with my friends. I hate it to see them distressed." I gulped and enveloped my face with my ragged, light blonde hair.

" I promise. C'mon I'll write you a note. You got a pen?" Kenny, peculiarly, offered in a sweet tone.

" Yeah." I pathetically croaked out, handing him a decorated fountain pen Tweek had given me for my birthday. Kenny pulled out an old torn paper and scribbled away.

...

" Annnd done! Yeah here you go. Now if you don't mind, I actually do need to piss now. Catch up you later!" He gave me the most pleasant smile he's ever giv- no - the most pleasant I've anyone's ever given to me. Our hands briefly touched as he handed me the note with the pen before turning around and strolling into the boy's restroom.

This is going to be interesting...

// Yay. This. Took. Long. But. It's.Done!

sAuCY ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°).... I'm sorry I'll leave.//