Butters POV
Hello, my name is Butters Stotch! I'm not very popular and I don't have many friends but I'm super optimistic! Sadly, there is one thing holding me back.. I have leukemia. Really bad. The doctor said I most likely won't live, and only have about 24 hours... There's one thing I wanna do before I die. Escape. just get away from my parents, who have already grounded me for having the awful disease... There's only one person I can turn to in this case. His name is Kenny Mccormick. One of my only friends, and my best friend. He's always been reliable to me, always been there. Ever since I called him and Dougie and Eric to see me. He's been by my side, except for now. He's off with his slutty girlfriend, Tammy Warner. Apparently Kenny found out that the cure for syphilis was as simple as putting mouthwash on your tongue, so now he's with that skank instead of me... His best friend who is currently dying.
You know what? I should go and find him! Even if I don't make it all the way due to how weak my muscles are, I'll definitely try!
No ones POV
Butters slowly and weakly got out of bed and down the stairs. It took a whole lot of effort but he made it eventually. When he got down he inched closer to his front door before opening it. The weather was shiny and sunny, Butters thought of it as the world mocking him but he tried to stay positive. It took a full 45 minutes to get to the poor boys house, 45 long, excruciating minutes of his already slowly decaying life had been wasted. A lot of the times were for Butters to just sit down and catch his breath, some of the times were from collapsing on the cold, hard, snowy ground. Once he reached the door he knocked and awaited his pal.
Kenny opened the door and was shocked to find Butters heavily breathing and shivering. The fragile boy smiled at him and tried to hug him.
"(Dude the fuck are you doing here?!)" Kenny muffled, pulling Butters inside while closing the door.
"I just w-wanted to spend the last moments of my life with my best friend.. I'm s-sorry Kenny..." Butters sinked and whimpered in front of the Mccormick's door.
"(No, dude, I-its okay I suppose.. What would you wanna do?)" Kenny said, pulling him up.
"Oh, uh maybe we could play some board games or watch some Terrance and Phillip or maybe-"
Kenny cut him off by showing him his room in which he stocked a wad of cash and some cake.
"(I was planning on coming over later but you beat me to it.)" The two shared a smile and ate together. Butters wasn't very hungry but he pulled through and had half a slice of the cake Kenny made.
"(So, the icing is blue because of your bubbly personality, the yellow indicates how optimistic you are and of course the small little icing doodle of you is to remind yourself you weren't always like this..)" Kenny pointed to each of the little details he had put on the treat.
"Wow, Kenny.. You really did care!" Butters croaked but managed to hug him.
"(You alright?)" the poor kid asked out of concern. Butters stared at his watch.
"1 hour left..." Butters eyes began watering but Kenny quickly cleared them.
"(It'll all be over soon...)"
(A/N) A much darker story than I normally do but hey I'm a dark guy. Thanks for reading, please review!