South Park Butters X Kenny

5

Cartman somehow managed to get us all to go with him to Heidi's party. I'm surprised she even invited him but I guess she's forgotten all about what happened in elementary school.
I'm just sitting on a couch in Heidi's livingroom. Cartman and Stan are already drunk and Cartman's hitting on everyone and everything. Butters is sitting beside me and I'm pretty sure we would both just like to go home already.

"Hey, Butt- my Butter!" Cartman sat down beside Butters. "Are it- uhh, is hot in here? 'Cause yo- you're smokin'" Cartman mumbled and then passed out.

"Fucking christ.." I whisper to myself.

"Everyone seems to be having a lot of fun." Butters says and looks over to me.

"Yeah, I guess."

"Sure hope I could be a part of the fun." He then says quietly, but I still hear him.

"What's stopping you?"

"My parents."

"You can't let them control your life like this, Butters. If you want to try new things just do it. Fuck what they think." I say and pat him on the shoulder.

"You know what?" He stands up. "You're right." He walked over to the table with all the liquor and poured vodka and lemonade into a glass. He then came back to me and sat down.

"Are you really gonna do this?" I ask surprised.

"Yeah, I don't give two shits what my parents'll say." He says and then drinks almost the whole glass. He then handed it to me. "You wanna finish?"

"Umm, sure." I take the glass and finish the rest.

"Ooh, I'm feeling light headed." Butters laid back on the couch.

"I feel a bit too." I say as I get a little dizzy. "Should I get more?"

"Heck yeah!" Butters exclaims and gives me two thumbs up. It was kinda funny so I chuckled and stood up.

After about four glasses of vodka and lemonade we were both pretty drunk. We stood in the middle of the crowd and danced to Cry for you by September, which was playing at the moment. There were coloured lights flashing all around us, the loud music and people surrounded us but the only thing I saw was Butters. He was jumping around and shaking his hips. I moved closer to him and tried my best to match his movements. He had much better rythm than I did. Those tap lessons of his all those years ago must've really paid off. It was almost hypnotizing, watching him dancing in perfect rythm to the music and it seemed like the lights aligned perfectly with the beat. But maybe I'm imagining things and it's just Butters that makes it seem so etheral.
The song ended and Butters stops dancing and just laughs. My gaze doesn't leave him. I feel like my heart is going to burst. Maybe it's the alcohol, or maybe I'm starting to develop feelings for the guy.

"You okay?" Butters asks as he's looking at me. I see a bit of sweat run down the side of his face. He has a wide smile on his face and is panting a bit after all the dancing. How have I never realized how handsome he actually is??

"Yeah, I'm great." I smile and gaze into his eyes.

"Heeyyy." Stan walks up to us. "You doin' all right here?"

"We're wonderful." Butters replied as he took my hand in his.

"Ooh, I see.." Stan smirked as he saw our hands. "I'll leave you two alone." He made fingerguns at us while he walked away.

"Stan is funny." Butters chuckled.

"Yeah, he's a nice dude." I smile as I look down at Butters' hand holding mine tightly.