"Oh hamburgers, Kenny! I-i told you not to get in a fight with Craig!" MiniButters moaned as he put a bandaid on Kenny's finger, standing on his kitchen table.
"But he said his minibuddy was cuter them you, I couldn't just sit there!" Kenny smiled, rubbing his thumb against his little friend's cheek.
"G-golly!" Butters blushed rubbing his knuckles together and tapping his toe on the ground cutelly, gently pushing away Kenny's hand and grabbing another band-aid and putting it on Kenny's nose. After he was done he gently kissed Kenny's nose lightly and patted it sweetly, trying not to hurt his friend.
"N-no more fights, promise?" Butters asked putting his hands on his small little hips.
"Promise Buttercup." Kenny said, smiling down at Butters.
"Je-jesus Christ Man! W-we are in so much, Ngh, shit! W-what if they s-send us to a j-juvie, man! I-i can't h-handle b-being in juvie C-craig!" MiniTweek freaked, pacing up and down Craig's knee.
"We aren't going to juvie Tweekers." Craig smiled as the small boy started tugging on his hair.
"B-but how did K-kenny know how I-i looked? W-what if he c-can see me? Oh My God, what i-if he works f-for the CIA and is s-stalking me a-and took pi-pictures of m-me in the nude! I-i don't want the CIA having pictures o-of m-me nude Craig!" Tweek gasped clutching on to the bottom of Craig's shirt. Sighing Craig picked up Tweek and set him on the palm of his hand, trying not to flip him off.
"No one has nude pictures of you Tweek." Craig said staring right into Tweek's eyes.
"A-are you sure?" Tweek asked.
"Yes I'm sure, now let's go see the guidance counceler the I'll grab you some coffee." Craig said and slipping Tweek into his front pocket.
"T-thank you C-craig!" Tweek smiled, looking out of the pocket.
"Kenny seriously got his ass kicked." MiniStan said swinging his legs while sitting on Kyle's desk.
"Ya, he's my best friend but he can be a real idiot sometimes." Kyle said shaking his head as he tried to finish his homework.
"You shouldn't be to hard on him, he meant well." Stan said looking up at Kyle.
"Whatever." Kyle grumbled.
"Can we play gameshpere?" Stan asked looking up at Kyle.
"I got to finish my homework first." Kyle sighed.
"Awh, dude weak!" Stan groaned leaning back.
"Don't you have homework Stan?" Kyle asked looking down at the tiny boy who was playing with junk on his desk.
"Nope." Stan said, trying to catapult an eraser off of a pencil.
"Dude?"
"Okay, ya I do. But won't care. Just have to use my manly charm." Stan said winking up at Kyle.
"Dude, mum will be pissed, then I'll get in shit because your my minibuddy." Kyle said shaking his head.
"But we're still Super Best Friends?" Stan said looking up at Kyle with a smile.
"Ya dude." Kyle said smiling back.
"How much longer?" MiniClyde groaned holding up the lightsaber that was a little to heavy for his tiny arms.
"Just one more minute." Kevin said, squinting his eyes at Clyde then quickly drawing something on the paper.
"As long as in the picture I'm wearing pants." Clyde laughed under the mask.
"I'm gay not a perv." Kevin laughed as he finished the picture.
"Whatever you say?" Clyde said, rolling his eyes.
"Here look at this." Kevin said showing the picture.
"It's awesome dude, and it's wearing pants." Clyde smiled looking at the picture of the stormtrooper, "It's not that bad being your model, I am pretty hot!" Clyde smiled, posing while looking at the picture making Kevin laugh.
"Of course dude."
"Ahhhhhhh, Damien! I'm bleeding, bloody hell!"
Damien ran over to MiniPip who was holding up a finger that had the smallest paper cut alive on his finger. Staring at it for a second Damien slammed his face into the table groaning.
"DAMIEN, oh bullocks, please Damien my good fellow look up!" Pip said running over and slightly tugging on Damien's hair.
"I'm fine, you just scared me." Damien groaned peeking up at Pip over his arm.
"Oh, jolly good! Please don't scare me like that!" Pip said gently hugging Damien's nose as best as he could.
"An eye for an eye I guess!" Damien laughed picking up the tiny boy.