Remember me...? <Butters x Kenny fanfic>

11: Capture

"Ugh... where... am I..?"

I got up from the hard, stone, cold floor and looked around. I was now naked with little bruises on my body. There were not many contents around the room, except a tuna sandwich, painkillers and a glass of water and some clothing (seemed to make me look like the stripper that I already was— a tiny lingerie and a long sleeve crop top, no shoes) on a table.

I put on the clothes that... weirdly smelled of lavender and ate the sandwich, also taking the painkillers and drinking the water so I didn't feel like I was about to throw up. Finishing the sandwich, a door creaked open behind me, revealing a red hallway with many portraits and a door at the end.

My feet were warm and tingly after being numb in the other room, and what I saw— disturbingly— were many pictures of a fat boy all the way growing up who I soon recognized...

Cartman!

I pieced together everything. What the hell happened to my home?! I just remember being tranquilized by a redhead girl and blond girl and seeing Kenny trying to pull it out of my neck. Everything went black after that.

At the end of the hallway there was a door, but with a button. I pressed it. And it opened to a great red and gold-ish room, with banners up with 'Hail Eric' on it. Obviously Cartman-like.

And in a sort of throne with guards surrounding it was the one and only— Cartman.

"Eric... WHAT THE FUCK!"

Eric just stared at me. "Well well, Butters. That's quite nice to say to the now king of homophobes in the United States of America," he said in his normal unknown accent. "As your leader—" he got up out of his seat, climbing down the golden steps to see me face to face, "dont I deserve some respect from thoust?"

My face heated up, I could feel my cheeks turn a tomato red, and I slapped him thoroughly across the side of his fat face.

"WHERE THE HELL AM I? YOU CAPTURED ME AND IM NOT YOUR FUCKING TEST RAT! IF YOU PLAN TO FUCKING KILL ME DO IT BECAUSE I WILL BEAT YOUR ASS LIKE WENDY DID IN 4TH GRADE IF YOU DONT LET ME FUCKING GO YOU ASSHOLE!! I WANNA KNOW WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO MY HOUSE AND WHAT HAPPENED TO KEN OR I WILL FUCKING PULVERIZE YOU FATASS!!!!!"

I never knew I could scream so much because all the guards had backed up though armed and I think one or two of them had started to cry, and Cartman had looked at me wide eyed and become pale as Dracula.

"I.. u-uh..." the fatty stammered, putting his hand to his cheek where I slapped him. As soon as I knew it, I was picking him up by his tacky costume-like tuxedo with a strength I never knew I had. Was this actually what Wendy felt like when she beat Cartman half to death? I hope it was.

I looked at him with my baby blue eyes, staring into his rotten soul, into the eyes of whom I hated the most at that moment. Some guards had fled the room, many of them were now. Cartman was alone with me only, and I waited for him to talk.

And as soon as he started to talk, I heard him.

"BUTTERS!"

Earlier
Kenny's PoV

I woke up in my bed. Again. That time, I got shot by Red and Bebe. I knew exactly where to go now—they were working for Cartman, obviously.

I got out of my bed and ran out of my house, Karen and Kev questioning me and getting no answer out of me.

I ran, ran all the way until I was feeling my heart beat out of my chest. I just hoped not literally or I would have had to run all the way back to Cartman's fucking lair to get Butters.

For a good 15 minutes I ran; and I heard screaming when I had arrived...

All I could get was "I WILL BEAT YOUR ASS LIKE WENDY DID IN 4TH GRADE IF YOU DONT LET ME FUCKING GO" and a lot of fucks in it. I don't know how, I knew it was Butters. I was aghast by his profanity and volume but at least that was a sign.

The building was fucking huge. It was all red, with one logo NHS. Guess what that stands for: No Homo Sexuality. This asshole doesn't even know it's homosexuality, jeez.

I found a stone room at the back after circling around the place, Cartman was so stupid not to even put a fence for safety but—more for me.

I climbed on top of the stone room, which weirdly enough there were guards climbing out of it with a rope put sturdily on top. Their helmets were up, their faces were pale white.

The guys weren't silent, they just talked on their own, like they just gotten paralyzed.

"H-he.. guy... so l-loud.... ears.. b-b-bleeding..."

The guys climbed out, making it hard to climb in, and when I jumped in, I had saw Butters picking up Cartman by his shirt, not caring about the other shaky guards.

"BUTTERS!"