Just another day for a young blonde in South Park. Going over to his 'friends' house for a visit. 'Why do I even bother? He's not going to see me as his real friend any time soon..' thought Butters. A while later, Buters came fade to face with his friends door. He knocked & waited a while for the boy or his mom to open the door.
5 minutes later, he heard the boy screaming demands for the door to be opened. His mom then came & opened the door for Butters.
"Oh, hello Butters."
"H-Hello Mrs. Cartman, is Eric home?"
"Why, yes he is. Eric, your little friend is here to see you!"
"Which one?"
"Its me, Butters!"
"Oh, you. What do you want Butters?"
Butters thought for a second, then realized what he had come for. As he was about to speak, he also realized that something was disturbing Cartman. Was it him? Did he do something wrong? No, it couldn't be. He hadn't even been there that long..
"Well, what do you want?"
"I-I just wanted to see if you wanted to hang out or something!"
The blonde was panicking again. He always got this way when he was around Cartman. Though he didn't know why.
"Hang out with you? Hmph. Why would I do that?"
"Well, I-I just thought you might want somebody to hang out with.."
The fat boy on the couch raised an eyebrow. 'Butters thinks I needed someone to hang out with? Has he looked in the mirror lately?' thought Cartman.
"You know what I want Butters?"
The starting to get scared blonde looked around the room. Desperate to not make eye contact with the fat one in front of him. His eyes finally settled on the floor with his knuckles rubbing against each other. But he felt his eyes looking at him. And as if by magic, Butters was somehow forced to look straight into Cartmans eyes.
"Well, since you obviously don't know what I want, I'll tell you,"
Butters was now more desperate then ever to look away, but his eyes were firmly locked on Cartmans. As he was looking, Cartman was signaling him to come closer. And again, as if by magic, butters couldn't ignore his command.
"I want servant. Someone who will do anything I want. No matter what it is. Do you know who I want as my servant?"
Of course, Butters instantly thought of Kyle. Seeming how Cartman said he wanted to torture him any way possible. Cartman must've read his mind or something because the next thing he says shocks the blonde boy with disbelief.
"I don't want Kyle Butters,"
"But I thought that-"
"I want a blonde. Ginger day walking jerseys like him will hesitate to do anything. Besides, he's not soft,"
Soft? Butters thoughts were scrambling through his head. He thought he was tough. But maybe he wasn't talking about him. Maybe he meant Kenny, Tweek, or Pip. He could even be talking about Bebe..
"And the girls here are just stupid."
Well, that canceled her out. Butters was getting more and more nervous. Then Cartman spoke again. Which made him loose track of his thoughts.
"Its not them Leopold."
"Huh?"
Was it possible that he knew exactly what he was thinking about? Butters looked at him in disbelief. Who did he want as his servant?
"Well then who-?"
Butters couldn't finish his sentence because at that moment, he was pushed onto the floor and pinned down. The blonde boy opened his eyes in horror. He didn't know what was going on. But he hoped it would be over with soon.
"I want you Leopold,"
Butters had never been more confused in his life. Cartman wanted him?
"And whether you like it or not, you're going to be my servant boy. Got it?"
Butters nodded. He didn't understand what was happening, but he didn't feel like finding out that much right now..
As butters got up he thought. What he came across with left him thoughtless.
Did he just agree to be Cartman's servant?
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