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    [align=center]((So basically there's nothing set around this except BUNNY FLUFF!!!!!!!!! so yeah, bunny fluff it shall have))


    Kenny flopped face first onto his bed with a groan. He had done it again. He had gone to party after party, living every teenage boy's dream. Why wasn't he happy? He flipped over, staring up at the ceiling.


    Maybe it was the weight he had on his shoulders, the weight on the world. He reached to his bedside table, dismayed to find that his usual bottle of vodka was missing. He groaned again, covering his eyes with his arm.


    Maybe it was the fact he woke up every morning with an even worse hangover than the last morning. He didn't feel like moving. He didn't feel like breathing. He didn't feel like existing. But he couldn't afford skipping school again. Maybe he'd just go an hour late... What time was it anyway......

    " [glow=maroon,2,300]Its pretty swell[/glow]. "



    [b]"Keeee-ny!"
    Mrs. McCormick called upstairs in her long drawl
    She didint sound to happy, her voice quick and snappy
    "One of you're friends are at the door!"

    "Yeah, friends." he grumbled, calling down to her, "I'll be down in a second." HE shifted to a sitting position, resting his head in his hands. He'd be surprised if he could make it downstairs. "Just send them here!"

    " [glow=maroon,2,300]Its pretty swell[/glow]. "



    there was a slight pause and then the soft sound of a pair of feet
    Kenny's door creeked open and there stood a trembling and faintly smiling Butters.
    His mop of a blonde patch of hair was a complete mess, lip swollen and eye purple from a punch.
    [b]"Hey Kenny, mind if I say here for the night?"

    " [glow=maroon,2,300]Its pretty swell[/glow]. "



    he quietly closed the door behind him and shuffled inside,
    Slumping on the floor beside Kenny's mattress.
    [b]"I hope 'm not keepin you up or anythin. I can sleep on the floor and be quiet as you want."

    Kenny lightly shook his head. "It's ok, Buttercup." He wrapped his arms around him and pulled him onto the bed next to him. "What happened?"

    " [glow=maroon,2,300]Its pretty swell[/glow]. "



    [b]"It's nothing to worry about."
    The round faced little blonde offered a smile and rested his head against the floor

    " [glow=maroon,2,300]Its pretty swell[/glow]. "



    [b]"I... I don't whann a talk about et."
    Butters insisted and quickly turned his head away
    A tiny silver tear peeking from his half puffed up eye.

    "Alright. If you don't want to, you don't have to. But if you want to, just get me, okay?" he reached up and gently wiped away the tear. "Why don't you have some rest? You look like you need it."

    " [glow=maroon,2,300]Its pretty swell[/glow]. "



    [b]"gee, thanks Kenny, this is awfully kind-a ya."
    Butters murmured and hugged his side gently, but pulling away soon after
    "I just hope your parents won't mind. I don't have anythin' to bring with me for school, either...."

    "Shhh. Just get some sleep. I'll figure that out, okay?" he gently pressed his lips against his forehead. "Don't worry about it."

    "I'll think about it. Just get some rest." Kenny slowly rises from the bed, going to the closet and returning with a blanket. "You can sleep on my bed." he draped the blanket over him.

    " [glow=maroon,2,300]Its pretty swell[/glow]. "



    [b]"Wha-- no I can't do that. I am fine on the floor."
    Butters responded in a quick fluster

    [b]" [glow=maroon,2,300]Its pretty swell[/glow]. "



    Butters wanted to continue to protest but I wouldint come out
    He knew fighting it with Kenny would be helpless and he would lose.
    He climbed up on the bed and curled up, hugging his knees
    Already lacing under the familiar scent of Kenny.

    "G'night, Buttercup." he whispered, leaving his room to sneak downstairs for food for Butters whenever he woke up.

    " [glow=maroon,2,300]Its pretty swell[/glow]. "



    [b]"Who's that?"
    Kenny's sister Karen was standing the the hall with whide eyes
    Glancing into his bedroom where the small figure was resting in his bed.