This is a short story I decided to write down but I am planning to extend it with more chapters later. This could be considered a crossover but since I only mention Daria´s family and she is only in the Beavis & Butt-head cannon I think this is just a normal fanfic. I love Beavis & Butt-head but sadly my knowledge of 90s music videos is a bit rusty so hopefully it won't matter that I leave it out.

I do not own the rights to Beavis & Butt-head.

Daria strolled down the street. It was already dark outside and she was all alone with her thoughts. She had been walking for a longer time than usual.

Her family had to evacuate the house for a couple of days due to a sudden cockroach infestation. Her entire family had been crammed into one room in a cheap hotel and she just couldn't stand it. Her parents constant talk (whether it being to her or on their cell phones) and her obnoxious sister spiteful comments not to mention the total lack of privacy. When she couldn't stand it anymore she stormed out saying she was going for a walk. She was now pretty far away from the hotel but the last place she wanted to be right now was in that small room surrounded by relatives.

It started raining fiercely. Daria sighed and covered her head with her hood. She looked down with a depressed expression, preparing herself for the long hard journey back to her obnoxious family when something caught her eyes.

It was Beavis and Butt-head. They where knelling down and nagged about something. She walked over to them.

"What are you two doing?"

The duo turned to her. "Hey, how is it going. Daria" Beavis said.

"Dia-riheea" Butt-head giggled. "Where trying to but fire on this bush using two sticks but the darn thing wont lit".

Daria took of her glasses to rub her eyes for the boy's stupidity.

"First of all you can't lit anything in the rain and second that not a pair of sticks it's a popsicle and an iron pipe".

Butt-head looked with a confused expression on the objects in Beavis hands. "I told you, fart knocker".

"Well, there's wood in the popsicle" Beavis answered.

"O ya".

Daria saw that it wasn't far to Beavis & Butt-head's house, she also noticed that the rain had become heavier and it was far to the hotel. She didn't like Beavis or Butt-head very much and spending time with them was hard on her nerves but she would much rather do that than walk the long road home to a place she despised just as much.

"Hey, is it okay if I went in with you guys? I want to get out of the rain".

"Um, okay" Butt-head retorted.

The three went into the duos house. Daria hanged up her soaked jacket and went to the place she know Beavis & Butt-head would be in a few seconds, the sofa in front of the TV.

"Wow, there's a chick in our house Butt-head" Beavis commented.

"It's no chick Beavis, it's just Dia-rheea".

Daria heard Butt-head's insult but she didn't let her bother her.

The three was sitting on the sofa and Butt-head put on MTV. It was a music video with some rock band that all had black mascara and hair.

"These guys suck" Buttt-head said. "What's up with that's singers hair? It looks like a skunk crawled up on his head and died".

"Ya, ya" Beavis responded to his friend´s comment. "You know what would make this band not suck?"

"No Beavis what´s that?"

"If the guys where chicks, had like thin clothes on and it was fire in the background and they didn't play this shitty music".

"So you mean everything" Beavis responded.

Daria started to get annoyed by the duos sexist comment and she knew they would just get worse. "I will go into the kitchen and get something to eat". Daria said in a monotone voice.

"Okay, grab a soda for me if you find any" Butt-head said.

Daria didn't go to the kitchen, instead she went upstairs. She decided to take a look around. She went inside the first room she saw.

Inside was a big double bed so she deducted that she deducted that this was Butt-head's moms room. There wasn't much else in the room. There were some cigarette pimps on the floor and there where a small table at the edge of the bed.

Daria sighed. Was this what her life been reduced too, willingly spending time at Beavis & Butt-head she thought. She sat down on the bed and started to think on her predicament. Most teenagers would probably stay at a nearby friend's house but she never had any friends. All her classmates where assholes in one way or another, there were a few she didn't mind but no one that she could level with. She loved her family but they couldn't relate to her. Her parents were too occupied with their work and her sister was a fashion bimbo. Daria had been different ever since she was in kinder garden. She didn't want to play with other children, she rather lost herself in the fictional world of books. Than there where Beavis & Butt-head… they stood for everything that was wrong in her world. They where violent, sexist and stupid beyond comprehension but…why had she than started to associate with them. It started with their teacher assigned her to help them with their science project. Their feelings for etch other was the same then as now, she despised them and Butt-head had already made up that stupid nickname for her but after that project something had definitely changed in their dynamic. She popped by once & again just to see how they were doing and she moved closer to them in class too. Why? She guessed that she found them entertaining. Their stupidity made her feel better about herself and sometimes she even gave them helpful advice, trying to guide them right. They still annoyed her thought. Their constant snickering and their stupid nicknames drove her nuts but on the other hand they had complimented her. They called her cool, one of the few compliments she had been given in life. They did follow her advice so she guessed in their own special way they respected her. Was that it? They didn't seem to respect or care for anyone else. She had seen them together. They were always abusive to etch other both physically and verbally. She had heard about all their close calls. If Beavis were drowning Butt-head would just stand still and laugh at his "friends" predicament. If the roles were reversed Beavis would probably do the same. So why did they still hang out? It couldn't be peer pressure (that was what made her sister to hang out with unlike bull people) because no one else wanted to be around ether of them with the exception of Stewart, the boy that always sought affection in the wrong places. She guessed that they enjoyed etch others company. Then the most dawning & depressing realization came to her.

Beavis & Butt-head was her best friends.

How could they be? She hated them or at least most of what they did but if Beavis & Butt-head could be considered friends simple because they enjoyed etch others company why not her and the duo? She decided that they were simple the closest friends she had. That was an even more depressing realization.

Daria saw a book laying on the table beside her. She picked it up. It didn't have any title on the cover, it wasn't until she opened it that she realized it was a photo album. There wasn't that many pictures in it thought. The pages were covered in ash from cigarette stubs. She finally find some pages with pictures on. It was photographs of Beavis and Butt-Head as babies (horrible ugly babies)being held by their mothers. She had never seen their mothers before, they had never turned up on any parent nights or whenever she was with the duo. She had heard rumors at school that their parents where prostitutes and after seeing what clothes they wore in the pictures it wouldn't surprise her. Their eyes where dull and their expressions bored. The only other pictures where on the boys playing as little kids. She started to wonder how the duos family life was like. She knew that their dads disappeared long before any of them was born and the only support they seem to get from their moms was enough money to make it throe the week otherwise she would have seen them in person already.

She put the album back and went out to the hallway. She looked around her. The floor was dusty and filled trash, the walls was had several cracks in them and a bitter smell was coming from the next room. She had seen the inside of Beavis & Butt-head's house before but this was the first time she saw it for what it really was, a broken home.

Despite their current cockroach problem their house was usually very well attended thanks to her parents' efforts. Of course she and her sister also helped but most importantly her family looked after each other. Her parents didn't always know what they were doing but they always tried to help her. Beavis & Butt-head's parents barely cared about the boys and left them to care for themselves.

Daria looked down on the floor. A small smile grow on her face, suddenly her problems didn't seem so big anymore. She took out her cell phone and called her mother.

"Daria where are you" Helen said, she sounded very worried.

"It's okay mom, I'm alright. Listen the storm hit and I am at some…friends right now. I wait until the rain is over then I'm coming home if not I'm staying here.

"If you want Daria, I can come and pick you up with the car" her nervous father spoke into the phone.

"No you can't Jake, we've been drinking wine" Helen interrupted in a sighing voice.

"Well, what friend house are you staying at? Just so I know".

Daria sighed. "Beavis & Butt-head".

O, well take care then. If you're going to sleep over please call me, so I know. Love you". Helen said before she shut off the phone. She sounded surprised over who it was staying at, Daria couldn't blame her. Had she seriously considered a sleep over at Beavis and Butt-head. Well, if the wheatear didn't get better she had to.

She went downstairs, the boys were still in front of the TV. A question suddenly hit Daria. What kind of future would forgotten trash like these guys have? While she didn't expect her or her sister to be overly successful she was pretty sure they would do okay (being it academic or social) but not these two. They would probably end up as drug addicts or doing what they do now until somebody locked them up in jail. The forgotten miscreants of an uncaring society. The thought made her sad.

She sat down in between the two boys. It was another music video on now, it was with a popular boy-band. Five pretty boys all dressed in white singing some love song about some wonderful girl.

"These guys suck" Beavis said angrily. "Change the channel Butt-Head".

"Why, we don't get anything else but wossies like these nowadays". Butt-head responded.

"Ya, that's true. It's like dochbags like these are taking over the world".

Daria thought their comments where kind of funny and decided to join in. "Do you guys think this is a real band or is it just one guy and a bunch of mirrors couse these guys looks the same to me".

"Um, ya that's true" Butt-head said.

The boy band sang "I meet you at the party, I fall for you…"

"and it wasn't until I got sober I realized my mistake". Daria responded to the lyric.

Butt-head & Beavis started laughing. "That's pretty funny Daria" Beavis said.

The singer continued. "I follow you wherever you go".

"That's why she had a restraining order filed against you." Daria retorted.

Beavis & Butt-head giggled. "Your pretty funny Daria" Butt-head said.

Daria smiled lightly. Proud over that her small jokes hit home with her dense friends.

The music video ended. "Well, that sucked". Butt-head muttered.

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