Wendy Testenburger walked the streets of South Park alone not caring that she had no partner for this stroll. No her mind was on Stan, and how she had proven yet again how incompatible they were. So as she was ranting to herself she didn't notice the strong arms that appeared to grab her waist. Slowly she turned to look at her perpetrator, expecting it to be Stan begging for her to take him back.

"Go away Stan where thro—Butters?" It was definitely him, but instead of his usual golden locks she saw a very fine impression of Stan's raven haired color. Before she could even comprehend why he'd took a hold of her, he turned her head to expose her neck and then the pain came, like a thousand knives. Through a fog she heard voices.

"Are we ah goanna turn her?"

"Of course she is one of my best friends after all." Then her world went black and she felt nothing.


A week later

Stan sat all alone in the church staring at the casket tears streaming down his face. None of his friends knew what to say so one by one they had left. All but two slowly the little blonde made his way towards the leader of their group while the brunette looked on.

"Stan you should get home. Your parents are ah going to be worried about you." He said gently wringing his hands.

"Dude she's not coming back no matter how long you stare at her." Cartman said gruffly walking over glancing briefly at the setting sun. Slowly Stan walked over to the casket staring down at the one girl he'd ever loved.

"I know it's stupid but I keep hoping that maybe she's going to open her eyes and just laugh at me. Like she's only sleeping." He whispered brokenly the he collapsed, his hands still grasping the top of the lifeless box.

"Dude we know." Cartman sighed pulling him up and leading him out like a child. Butters stared at them both then glanced back at the girl who had been so alive a week ago and tomorrow she'd be placed in the ground. He left the maze of his despair knowing full will that he could have easily gotten lost in it, like Stan. But then who would help lead the others out of there's? He smiled as the name crossed his mind.

Eric…


Cartman starred on at the blonde before him completely confused. Why was Butter's dressed as a chick again? After taking Stan and the little blonde home he'd gone to the nearest non-card required bar, only now discovering that the same blonde was there. Slowly he made his way over stumbling a bit in his drunken haze.

As he grabbed Butters shoulder and spun him around his heart skipped a beat. The little boy really was beautiful and made one hot chick. "Butters what the hell?" He glared trying to get the hello kitty lover to realize just how wrong this was.

"E-eric oh jezus I've been ah lookin everywhere for ya." He looked down nervously then with surprising strength he led the bigger boy outside. When they'd reached the safety of the parking lot, the behemoth started in on the obvious questions.

"Why the hell are you dressed up like a chick? I thought you'd stopped that shit in fourth grade. Besides wouldn't your parents like shit a brick if they say you?" He groaned already kicking himself, knowing he'd be taking the little blonde to his house to avoid the parents from hell. "Do they even know your out?" He sighed.

"Eric, ah those are all valid questions… umm."

"Spit it out." He yelled always annoyed with Butters stutter.

"Ah well I'ma Margarine nice to meet you!" The blonde said holding out his hand which the behemoth immediately smacked.

"God damit Butters I'm not in the mood for this shit, if you want to be a fag fine but don't pull this crap." He said rubbing his temples exasperated.

"But I'ma not Butters." Then the blonde did a curious thing. Taking the bigger boys hand he placed it down the front of the somewhat skimpy white dress. What Cartman felt shocked his balls off. Butters had boobs. Not just a stuffed bra but real live knockers. Which even though he was intoxicated he was alert enough to tell the difference, yeah definitely real he confirmed after a giving them a slight squeeze.

"Now ah do you believe me I'm Margarine."

"When the hell did you have time to get a sex change?" He screamed drawing attention to them. Sighing Butters er… Margarine readjusted her dress.

"I'ma not really Butters, I'm part of him yes. Ah hamburgers it's so hard to explain it."

"Try in the name of the great Hitler try."

"I'ma from Imagenationland."

"I thought we were through with that faggy world ages ago. Besides then how the hell are you here?"

Before the young girl could answer she tackled him to the ground avoiding was that… a knife? "What the god dam hell was that?" He freaked as she moved him behind a car.

"Margie come out come out where ever you are?" A sickingly sweet voice sang.

"That's ah why I'm here, now be quiet. Now ah Leopold leave him alone he hasn't done nothin wrong." She yelled moving between the cars low enough to avoid being seen.

"You know I can't do that sister, he's caused the key to much grief. What with all them nasty pranks." The gender neutral voice sighed as if they were speaking to a child.

"But it'sa not like he really ah meant it, Eric's just a kidder." She tried appealing to him and herself. "Besides the key would want him alive."

"Yes but I'm not the key." A gunshot fired shattering the side mirror of the truck Eric was hiding under. This guy meant business.

"Spst Eric…" Margie whispered gesturing him to follow. Tripping over his hands he quickly complied. Shouldn't have drunken those beers…

"In here." She opened the door to a simple light blue car, and once he had gotten in she did something Cartman never would have expected Butters capable off.

She stood backed up from the car about a yard while bullets fired, then she ran and jumped to roll on top of the car. When she landed on the opposite side one arm opened the door while the other pulled out a gun from seemingly nowhere and shot at the dark form he'd been ignoring. "Let's see if I remember this." She grinned hopping in and slamming the door, and beginning to hotwire the little car.

"Dameit you bitch!" The guy yelled shooting off the gun and running towards the car. That's when Cartman made out the face. Oh shit no… Butters?

"Yes lets go." She smiled getting the engine to life then immediately backing out of the space, and fast. Then spinning the car around they were face to face with they're attacker. It was Butters but his hair color was as black as the night, barely distinguishable from the darkness. "Hamburgers he's not going to move." With that she rammed on the gas and drove straight at him.

Two things happened in fast pace, one she pulled out her gun and shot it through the windshield. Two Butters… Leo? Jumped out of the way, while she speed off into the night heading from what he could eventually estimate the Hilton. While the dark haired boy tried in vain to follow, until she shot the last bullet and nicked him thankfully in the arm.


"Long time no see key." Was the last thing he heard when the bag was placed on his head. What was going to happen to him?


Notes: An idea and project I did awhile ago, I don't know if i'll continue. If you haven't guessed yet all of Butters personalitys have been unleashed in SP. Eachone will have a diffrent name Margarine, Leopold (Vamp), Chaos, Irene (Female Vamp). So yeah if i continue expect a tone of Butters pairing.