Butters X Kenny // Request 6 // KFC 1!

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"C'mon Butters! Drink the fucking whiskey!" Cartman pressed, frowning at Butters when he refused to drink the whisk. Leopold (Butters) whimpers and turned his head the other cheek. Softly frowning as he backed away and shook his hands.

"Oh, Geez... Please, Cartman... I'll get grounded!" worried Leopold as he pushed back, bumping into Kenny and a blush of embarrassment ran over his soft, innocent face.

"Mmf Mmf, Mmf" muffled Kenny in his jacket saying 'watch it, dude'. Butters blushed darkly in distress. It was a Sunday night on summer break. All the kids: Kenny, Butters, Kyle, Stan, Tweek, Craig, and Cartman all met at the South Park Lake to hang out, getting away from bedtimes their parents gave them. Escaping their problems and left for the addicting taste of freedom and the sweet hearing of silence something that Kenny craved the most since his parents were always itching a fight but mostly all kids craved what Ken was craving. Stan turns on the stereo to ease the tension, he only put on ancient 80s music; Pac-man fever. Stan sat in the back of his truck, legs close to his chest while Kyle leaned against a tree with his arms crossed. Craig and Tweek danced together and Cartman kept pushing Butters to drink the whiskey he stole. Eric wanted Butters to drink it first so he wouldn't get in trouble if they got caught and then play the victim and accuse Butters of stealing the drink and forcing Eric to drink it. Kenny placed his hands on Leopold's shoulders and took off his hoodie, frowning at Cartman because everyone knew what was happening.

"Why don't you drink it, Cartman?" asked Kenny, defending Butters while his eyes squint sternly at Cartman and his head raised high something that scares people.. But, Kenny broke a smirk, he raised a brow and winked when Cartman's face froze, eyes widened and when Cartman took a step back his face was normal, resting a frown and angled brows. Kenny sighs, he knew the look and emotions of Cartman's twisted mind trying to manipulate all those around. It was slow but quick and Kenny knew for 17 years that face he made when he had a plan for action."what? No way bro. Butters' needs to drink it first, he'll be sooo cool, right guys?" Cartman asked with a cheerful smile, looking at everyone. Leopold pouts, looking down at his hands that shuffled and entwined with each other in nervous thought.

"I dunno Cartman... I don't want to do it" mumbled Butters, feeling stuck and unsure, he wanted to fit in and be cool but he didn't want to be grounded, oh... The last time he got grounded was from a bet he made to Cartman and he had to stand on his roof, pull his pants down and scream like a goose, all because Cartman gambled with Butters that Caitlyn Jenner... Queefed on stage.
"You heard him, Eric, he doesn't want to drink it and you can't force him" Kenny concluded and pulled Butters away from Cartman, right behind himself in fact. "so, I'll drink it" said Kenny confidently, reaching out for the bottle. "it'll make me cool right? Cooler than you?" asked Kenneth, smirking a little bit more. Cartman frowns, mumbling under his breath as he handed Kenny the bottle of stolen whiskey. Kenny winks again but this time with a mischievous glow. "or will it make me fatter than you? Oh, sorry, no one can be as fat as you" jokes Kenny, anyone that heard the remark made a chuckle and Cartman grits his teeth tightly together. Placing his lips around the rim of the bottle and drinking the liquid that burnt his throat and gave him a quick release of anything negative, Kenny chugs the bottle after every gulp, Pleasure swarms his body until Cartman punched Ken in the stomach... Deep in his stomach. Ken felt Cartman fists smash his intestines and stomach. Kenneth spat all over Cartman from the sudden shock and coughs in the dry air, his hands wrapped themselves around his waist and with no hand to hold the devil, the bottle drops and the snow melts at the liquid expelled towards gravity.

"I'm not fat! I'm big-boned!" yells Cartman, frowning deathly at Kenneth. Kenny kept whooping and coughing with his arm tucked around his stomach and hunched over the wet, full grass. Everyone went quiet and only the 80's music made a noise, the only vivid and punk melodies are sung while all eyes played tribute to Cartman's sudden snap. The blonde with messy hair and lice was able to calm himself down, looking up he met his blue eyes with Cartman they didn't leave Cartman's eyes while the poor blonde spat at his feet. The tyrant stood with no emotion and soon did Butters see the trigger, see the snap and foul emotions return to the beast that had copper-colored eyes. Anything that came out of Cartman's mouth is predictable. When Butters hand entwines with Kennedy's in fear, everyone knew what words would be yelled around but they wouldn't know that Ken would dash off with Butters. Their feet took them as fast as they could towards town and then out of town, they traveled with each other, beyond hills and over snow that covered the ground, pebbles that laid in the small river floor for fish like in fishbowls, soft pebbles laid and four feet ran over them. Deep Into the night did the two blonds travel."thank you... Kenny" whispers Butters in their silence while they walked down forthwith a lonely road under the midnight stars, looking down with a little smile and a flush across his soft face. Butters hadn't realized that his hand was still entwined with Kenny's. Leopold noted that Ken's hands were covered in band-aids that covered cuts and bruises.

"No problem, dude" replied Kenny. A gentle silence floats over them once more like before and now. Kenny looked away from Butter's and kept his eyes glued to the distant while butters eyes of blue were looking down and around. They were in the next town noted Butters and with his amazing detective skill but Leopold couldn't help but worry about Cartman... His parents possibly grounding him for being out too long or the fact that deep inside him, he's got feelings for a guy... Right next to him! Oh geez, how could Butter's tell Kenny how he felt? For months he's been feeling butterflies and all week he's been dreaming of unruly things he shouldn't dream about but Butters couldn't help his little mind from panicking, he felt bad, guilty and wrong--he needed to treat Kenny to something special like, like-To be continued...

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