Title: Young and Wasted

Author: Lacey

Rating: M (For later chapters)

Pairings: Bunny, Standy, Myle, and CartmanHand, EVENTUAL CartmanOC

Summary: The boys get to go on a road trip to visit Kenny's cousin in California and each can bring one friend.

Warnings: Yaoi, Butters POV

Chapter One: I'm The King of California, Straight Outta South Park

I was so excited when Kenny told me about it. I remember his exact words, down to the T.

"Butters!" He exclaimed as soon as I opened the front door for him. He tackled me to the floor, "We gotta free ride, dude!" He cried, happily explaining the 'free ride' to my parents an' me.

"So, my uncle Felix is real sick, an' my cousin Jessica needs some help around the house. Stan, Kyle, an' Cartman's parents said they'd help pay, an' Jess sent some money for me to be able to go...an' we're each allowed to bring one friend. We got two cars...and I was hoping Butters could come with me."

"Where are you going, exactly?" My mother had asked, raising a brow. However, with the look on Kenny's face, she looked very liable to let me go.

"California. San Francisco." He replied nonchalantly, an' I smiled a little. I'd get to see some of the country! I've never been out of South Park willingly, so this would be great!

"Mm..." My parents looked at one another, their eyes sending hidden text messages before my mother spoke up again. "Alright, Kenneth, you're welcome to take our little Leopald." While I hate it when she says it, hearing Kenny repeat it under his breath is a nice change.

That had been a few days ago. Today, Saturday, was the first day we were heading on the trip. Everyone had gotten up early; there was me an' Kenny, Stan, Wendy, Kyle, Christophe, an' Cartman. Everyone asked why Cartman didn't have a friend, but I'm pretty sure it's because they were teasin' him.

"Pfft. Cartman ain't bringin' a friend coz he doesn't have any past us." Kenny told me as he packed up the trunk of his old car. Nobody knew the make or model, but that was okay. It ran, an' that was enough for us. We'd packed for a month each, an' we were all glad Stan had a truck. The only problem was how many people we had, an' how to figure out who was driving an' who would sit where. We were having an argument about it, now.

"Well, I'll only sit next to Stan." Wendy put in, hands on her hips an' weight on one leg.

"I want a weendow." Christophe added, a cigarette already between his lips, in the process of having its life snuffed out.

"I want by 'Tophe." That was Kyle, who never let us forget that his boyfriend could kill an' eat any of us at any time.

"I want as far away from Jew boy as possible." Cartman made a face at the other, only stopping when he realized that Christophe was staring at him so frighteningly.

"I'd...like to ride with Kenny." I offered softly, only to get a sneer from Cartman.

"No, you want to ride Kenny." But, of course, my Orange Knight hit him square in the chest so that he was winded, an' wrapped an arm around me comfortingly. I snuggled into the embrace an' we finally decided where everyone was going to sit. Kyle would drive Kenny's car, Christophe got shotgun, an' Kenny an' I would be in the back. Stan, Wendy an' Cartman would take the truck, because nobody in our car was ready to deal with his problems so early in the morning. So everyone said their goodbyes to their families an' we headed out, seven teens going on the road for the biggest road trip of our lives. It was the summer leading into our Senior year, so why not spend it having some fun?

"You know, my uncle's totally fine." Kenny told me, as I lay my head in his lap. He pet my hair gently, "We're not even really goin' to see my cousin. Just gonna party for a month, it'll be great." He offered, looking down at me. My clear blue eyes smiled up at him, as well as my lips.

"Sounds like fun, Kenny." I hear his stomach growl right against the back of my head an' I roll over, my knees up against the back of the car seat. "Aw, someone didn't eat breakfast."

"Do I ever?" Kenny questioned me, an' I hear Christophe in the front.

"I deed not eat, eizer...per'aps we zould stop at a MeekDonalds?" He offered, getting a scrunched up, sour looking face from Kyle.

"Ew, no. I wouldn't touch that place with a thirty nine and a half foot pole." He complained, "Can we go somewhere healthier? Maybe Wendy's?"

"Wendy's in the other car, Kyle." I yawn, only to get a chuckle out of the smoking Frenchman in the front.

"Eet es a restaurant, Bootters." He offered; I always liked the way he said my name, I thought it made me sound exotic.

"Sounds good to me." I hear an' feel my love say, an' I nuzzle into his thin stomach.

"Works for me, too." A phone is tossed at my head, an' we get orders from Kyle.

"Call Stan and tell him to follow us into Wendy's."

Kenny picked up the phone an' hit speed dial, waiting for someone to answer.

"Hey, Wendy..yeah, nobody in this car ate...same there? ....oh, God. Cartman would bitch about that....yeah, we're goin' to Wendy's....the restaurant." With that, the two hung up, but not before we all heard Stan say a loud 'Wendy's? Kyle's pick, huh?' We all knew the Jew too well, it seemed.

An' it was like this that my first experience leaving Colorado began. It was beautiful; I'd never even seen this much, an' despite it being rocky an' pretty much the same patch of trees over an' over an' over again, I certainly didn't mind. Especially not with Kenny stroking my hair or holding my hand the entire time. An' I do find Ze Mole to be pretty funny, sometimes, too.

"Look out, Ky-el. You might heet zat piece of papeer." He said sarcastically, at one point, because Kyle had had us on 'Deer Watch' for a good twenty minutes. "Do not be zo paranoid."

The ride went on for a while after we got breakfast, an' we only stopped again for lunch. This time, instead of just getting it to go, we all got out of the cars an' stretched, moving around an' talking amongst ourselves. Cartman continued to try to get in on the conversations, but we all did a good job an' made a good effort to ignore him. He'd whine an' start acting like himself, soon enough.

"But guys~! I have an ideaaaar." We continued to ignore him an' discuss where to go for lunch. We decided on Taco Bell an' set about to getting there. It was nice to get out an' stretch, but once we were cooped back into the cars, I wasn't too upset. We got to Taco Bell a while later, an' once again it was everyone out. Christophe must have gone through at least a pack an' a half of cigarettes, by now, but nobody seemed ready to stop him.

We all got our food and sat in groups of two to four; Kenny an' I were stuck with Cartman, because Stan, Wendy, Kyle and Christophe stole the booth. Of course, neither of us paid the other much mind, just eating and touching beneath the table. It was a nice feeling, being so close with Kenny for so long. It had been a good seven hours already, and I was so excited to keep going. I gobbled down everything as quickly as I could without getting a stomach ache, while Kenny savored having two meals in a day for the first time in a long time. I always tried to buy him food at home, but he always said he wasn't hungry, even though I knew he was.

By the time we got in another nine hours of driving in, I was plum tuckered out, and Kenny had been petting me for a while, as I drifted in and out of sleep. I yawned, when we got to the hotel, and he helped me out.

"Kay, guys.." That was Stan, "Let's do this sensibly. Wendy and I will share a room, Kenny, Butters, Kyle and Christophe will share a room, and Cartman gets his own room." Because nobody would trust him as they slept. We all agreed, except for Cartman, and ended up buying our rooms accordingly. It was a nice change, to be in a room with so many people. Kenny wasn't as frisky, either. And, as soon as we all had our showers, we were all asleep, curled up with our lovers. Except Cartman, who I swore was trying to make as much Hell as possible in the room above us.

AN: Alright, this was inspired by the song "Back To The Middle" by The Pink Spiders. :3 I came up with it on the way from bringing Lizzie home. :3 And you can give the credit for Beta-ing to her, because she's my beta no matter what. :3