Alex 'Douchebag' McReary had moved to the quiet little mountain town of South Park in Butters' fourth year of school. Alex had helped all of the children of the town and had become Butters' best friend. From the Stick of Truth, where Butters fought alongside Alex as a Paladin of the light, to the end of the Franchise Wars where Alex had helped redeem Professor Chaos. Alex had been his friend through and through. They'd been through so many adventures over the past few years and over time they'd become as close as friends can be. Last summer they'd spent every day together as they laughed, watched movies and played all sorts of games. Butters thought that they'd be best buddies forever.

The first day of their eighth grade year they had both been overjoyed to learn that they would be sharing every class together. He still remembered the smile on Alex's face as he grabbed Butter's in a massive hug that made him feel all warm and gooey inside. The first few weeks were some of the best that Butters had ever had in school. Every class he had his best friend to talk to and they never ran out of things to talk about. It seemed like it was going to be the start of an amazing year, but after a month in classes something happened that Butters had never expected…

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Butters was currently at his locker, breathing harshly as he rummaged through the dingy blue green. He had just finished fifth period biology and had rushed to his locker to drop off his books. He was rushing so that he could hopefully catch up to Alex. He'd been trying to talk to him all day, but for some reason his buddy had been looking super down and avoiding conversation with anyone. Alex had even refused to talk to the teachers. Their next class was gym and he knew he'd be able to ask what was wrong.

'Gosh, I hope he's alright.' thought Butters, a look of worry crossing his face.

Just as he was grabbing his gym bag from the bottom of his locker he noticed someone was standing beside him. A broad grin took place on his face after he shuts the locker door and his blue eyes shine as he sees Alex standing next to his locker.

Alex is rather short compared to most boys, but he is still growing. His thin frame may have looked a bit odd, but he was still very strong. He had short brown hair that he always kept from being too long. His eyes, too, were brown, but they had more of a honey color to them that Butters liked. His face was slim and somewhat...well, effeminate. Alex wasn't the manliest guy there was, but he was perfect as he was. At least to Butters. Alex was currently wearing a baggy black hoodie, blue jeans and black high top canvas sneakers. Butters' smile faltered slightly as he took in the solemn look on Alex's face. Butters did his best to perk back up and took a step closer to Alex.

"I've been looking for ya all day there buddy! Are you doing alright?" asked Butters.

Alex scrunched his face up and looked at the ground. He was holding a piece of paper in his hands and he held it up to Butters. Butters looked to Alex and then to the piece of paper in his hand.

"What ya got there Pal? Is that for me?" asked Butters.

Alex started hand started to shake slightly and his breathing became forced. Butters was starting to worry as he gently took the paper from Alex. It was a letter addressed to him by his actual name. That made Butters look at the paper in confusion. Alex never used his first name.

As Butters read the letter he felt a weight sink to the bottom of his stomach. He was starting to read faster as the content of the letter actually registered in his brain. His face paled and his fingers gripped the page tightly. He could feel his heart rate pick up and blood was rushing to his ears as he read the last sentence.

I'm not your friend.

"You...you don't want t-to be f-friends...anymore?" asked Butters, tears starting to well in his eyes.

Alex just closed his eyes and looked at the ground. Before Butters could ask further someone came up behind Alex and through an arm around his shoulders. It appeared to be an upperclassman, maybe one of the seniors judging by his letter jacket. He was tall, broad shouldered, had short black hair and a small chinstrap beard. He had an arrogant smirk and his eyes were cold and the brown in them looked black as he stared at Butters.

"Hey there Alex! Tell that kid who's been buggin' ya to fuck off yet? I know how excited you were for that." said the Guy.

Butters looked from Alex to the Guy and back. Alex shrunk in on himself and something seemed off.

"Buddy, what this guy talking about? What's the deal with this letter?" asked Butters. "If you don't wanna hang out this weekend that's fine. Is it the LARPing? What'd I do? Who is this?"

Alex looked at Butters and the look in his eyes sent a red flag up in the back of Butters mind. The guy that had his arm around Alex scoffed and chuckled.

"Do you hear yourself? You're a fuckin' dweeb bro, why wouldn't Alex here wanna kick you to the curb? Now you be a good Butt turd and leave my new pal alone. He doesn't wanna hang around you anymore and that's that. Right Alex?" asked the guy.

Butters held the letter limply at his side as a tear fell down his face, more building up in his eyes. Alex still refused to look at him and was now visibly shaking. The guy just smirked and started pulling Alex away.

"Come on Bud, let's leave this crybaby to his baby time." said the guy.

Alex made eye contact for a moment, tears in his eyes. He uttered words that send a chill down Butters' spine and filled his heart with worry. The words were spoken in a soft warbling tone that Butters' had never heard before.

"G-goodb-bye...Butters." said Alex.

Butters watched as some guy dragged his best friend down the hallway. People moved out of the way of the two and something inside Butters snapped and his face hardened, his mouth forming a line and his brow scowling. Something was very wrong here, something that he wasn't about to let go. He watched as the confident upperclassman pushed kids out of the way. Alex just looked...scared. A name was embroidered on the back of the Letter Jacket, Cakousky.

'I'm gonna get to the bottom of this.' thought Butters, determination filling his being as tears dripped onto the floor.

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