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Bunny: Chap. 3

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I knocked twice when I reached Butters' bedroom door.
"Come in!" He chimed. And I did. I had to stop for a moment. The walls had been painted since the last time I'd been in this room. They were now an off white color with purple trim near the ceiling. Butters had a few posters of weird bands and really childish crap that I'd never even heard of. The Hello Kitty one was the poster that caught my eye though. There was also a purple desk with books, a laptop, and cutesy little nick-nacks, a shelf that had a few Hello Kittys, and on his bed there was a bigger Hello Kitty, who sat on top of a white and purple bed set. Everything matched so perfectly. And it seemed that Butters was really into Hello Kitty. So sweet...
"Hi, Kenny!" The boy exclaimed as he wrapped his arms tightly around my torso. I smiled and ran my hand up and down his upper back a few times.
"Hi."I muttered in reply as Butters rested his chin on my chest. He looked up at me with his clear blue eyes and flawless smile.
"Do you wanna put your stuff down?" He asked. I nodded and he took the pillow case from my hands, letting go of me in the process. He skipped over to his bed and placed my things on top of it. It was so weird to see my old, dirty, stained pillow case on his perfectly clean and tidy little bed. I looked at it for a while and it really made me think. I had accepted that I liked Butters, fuck, I had even accepted that I wanted to be with Butters, but I couldn't help from wondering if I should be with Butters. He was so precious and innocent. Was I going to dirty him? Was I going to make him like me if I got too close to him? The last thing I wanted was to taint him or ruin him in any way.
"Hey, what's the matter, Kenny?" Butters asked, shattering my thoughts.
"Huh?" I wasn't quite sure what he meant. I was still trying to come back down to Earth.
"You looked awful sad..."
"Oh, I did? I'm sorry. I was just thinking about something."
"Wh-What were you thinking about?"
"Do you remember when we were in 4th grade?" I was trying to think of something to talk about as quickly as I could. So much shit happened in the 4th grade that I was sure Butters wouldn't know if I was making something up.
"Mmhm. I sure do."
"Do you remember that time that Eric tricked you by pretending to be a robot from Japan?" I was glad that A.W.E.S.O.M.-O was the first thing to pop into my head. That way I didn't have to make something up. "Well, I don't think that Eric payed for it. I mean, that tape you got of him was pretty awful." I couldn't help but to burst into laughter at the memory of Cartmen dancing around with a blond wig and a Justin Timberlake cut out. Butters giggled along with me. "But I don't think it was enough." The younger boy shrugged.
"I think it was good enough. We were only 8. But if he did something like that now, I would sure be sore." Butters made a face that was a cross between a pout and a scowl. It was too adorable for words. It made my stomach turn and I smiled awkwardly.
"I love that face..." I cooed.
Butters cocked his head and smiled back at me. "Why?"
"Its cute!" We both laughed softly and my cheeks burn red. Saying that had been so embarrassing, but he didn't seem to mind. "So, what do you want to do today, Buttercup?" I asked, hoping that the nickname wasn't pushing it. "Its only three o'clock, so we have all day to do stuff." Butters tapped his chin and looked at me thoughtfully. He sighed and frowned. I could help from frowning back. "What's wrong?" I pleaded.
Butters bit his lip. "W-Well, I don't really know w-what to do at s-sleepovers cause I've never been to one..." He mumbled not looking me in the eye. This was the part of Butters that I hated. I really couldn't fucking stand it when he would act like he had done something wrong when he hadn't. But I knew it wasn't his fault. It was the way that his dad had treated him when he was a kid. And the hell that friends and (sometimes) I had given him was a big helper there. We were such little bastards. I took Butters' hands in my own and swung them back and forth, then rested my forehead against his and sighed as he had moments ago.
"But you have, Butters!" I said, my mouth twisting into a crooked grin. "Remember when you pretended to be a girl? And you went to some chick's sleepover?" I laughed softly, hoping he would laugh with me. Thank god he did.
"Yea... That was pretty horrible though."
I took his chin in my hand and tilted his face up towards me. "This one will be way more fun." I promised. "And ya know what? I feel special that your first real sleepover gets to be with me." I hoped so much that I was making him feel better. I let out a sigh of relief when he giggled and agreed with me.
"Me too. But you'll have to help me decide on what we should do!"
I nodded. "Okay. We should... Hmm..." We lived in fucking South Park. There wasn't anything to do. "I know. First you can give me a tour of your house. And then after that we can watch a movie (of your choice), and then we can just talk for a while before we go to bed. Oh, and do whatever you feel like doing in between. Does that sound fun?" Butters nodded, his blond locks ending up in his eyes. His hair looked like mine for a moment before I reached out and gingerly brushed the bangs from his face. I laughed to myself as he took my hand and started to drag me off down stairs.
Kit told me to write her some man sex, but I'm saving that for later. ;o ...Maybe. Do you think I should? Hmm...

I sadly do not own South Park.
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Oh my gosh, this is so awesome!