South Park Butters X Kenny

6

I woke up at Eric's house. Kenny and Stan are also here, probably because none of us wanted to go home drunk. Liane had been so nice to have guest mattresses and sleeping bags ready for us last night. I looked around and saw Stan had taken Eric's bed while he had fallen asleep on the mattress closest to the door. Poor guy must have been exhausted. Kenny was on the mattress next to mine. He was still sleeping. He looked so peaceful.

Everyone was awake now. We had gotten to Eric's around 3 am last night and we all woke up around 1 pm. We were now just sitting in his room with the curtains closed and the lights off. We were all pretty hungover and I had a headache. I had to be going home though. I stand up.

"You going?" Stan asks.

"Yeah, need to hurry home." I smile and then leave the room. I put on my shoes and then hurry out the door and home.
I hope I don't get in trouble for this. Maybe my dad called Eric's house and his mom told my dad everything!

"Hello? I'm home!" I call as I walk inside and close the door behind me.

"Oh, hey, Butters. How was Eric's?" My mom asks with a smile. Thank god, they don't know.

"It was fun, we watched a movie and I think I was asleep by 12." I reply.

"Really? You look so tired." My dad said.

"Yeah, I didn't sleep well because Eric snores so loud." I lie as I walk up the stairs. I enter my room and sit down at my desk. I don't remember much what happened yesterday. I just know I drank way too much and I danced with Kenny. I don't remember what song though. I wish I did, then it could be our song if we ever got together.
I still can't believe that we danced together, it sounds so lame but it really wasn't. He looked so cute when he danced. I wish I remembered more.

The next day.
It was Sunday. I woke up to some loud noise downstairs so I got up to check it out. I didn't hear much from Kenny yesterday, just a few texts. That's okay though, he was probably too hungover to be talking on the phone or hanging out.
When I come downstairs I see Gerald and Sheila Broflovski sitting in the livingroom and laughing with my parents. I wonder what they're doing here? Do they know I broke up with Kyle?

"Good morning, Butters." Sheila greeted me as soon as she saw me. I feel kind of bad, she had always been so nice to me.

"Hello." I reply.

"We invited the Broflovski's to brunch, I hope that's okay." My dad says. He knows I'm not with Kyle anymore so I'm not sure what's going on here.

"We heard about you and Kyle, too bad it had to end, huh?" Gerald said.

"Sush, Gerald!" Sheila scolds him and then whispers something to him.

"Oh, right." He replies to her quietly.

"What's going on here?" I ask confused.

"We're just chatting with our friends, this has nothing to do with Kyle." My mom says.

"I didn't ask about Kyle but okay." I say and walk into the kitchen.

"Don't be rude, Butters!" My dad shouts after me.
I still feel bad about ending it with Kyle. Not for my sake but his. I haven't really talked to him much since, he's just been kind of quiet around me. I hope everything's okay with him.
Maybe I should check in on him?