Hello! I'm back with another chapter of this story. So, I haven't written for this story in a while and I have my reason. I didn't know how to continue if I was being honest, but I put something together enjoy. *plays Jamie Foxx's Extravaganza*

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Drinking Problem
A South Park Fanfic By Tropical BlueJay

He should've known he was going to wake up to an empty bed, but even so he was slightly disappointed to find out the other had left. A small sigh escaped his lips as he got out of bed to get his day started, but he couldn't shake that fact that something was deeply wrong with Kenny. He kept his eyes casted down as he walked towards his dresser his eyes landing on the bag planted near his dresser where he had put it last night, seems like Kenny left his bag. That gave Butters the perfect excuse to stop by Kenny's house and talk to him.

Butters grabs the bag off the floor and places it on his bed with a small smile, he was going to see Kenny today and that made him extremely happy. He never really seen him outside of school, it was maybe once or twice when he seen him but that was about it and he was always with his friends.

Last night was amazing for him, especially when Kenny pulled him to his arms even though it was an unconscious decision he was still happy about it. It just felt right, to him at least and he just wanted to stay there for the rest of his life if he was being honest. But what did Kenny think about it when he woke up? Did he find it disgusting and immediately pulled away like he was caught on fire.

Butters didn't even know if Kenny liked boys.

A small frown tugged on the corner of his lips and he got dressed for the day and made his way downstairs with the bag on his back. When he got to the bottom step he could hear his parents talking in the kitchen. He really didn't want to talk to them this morning, so he just walked out the front door without them noticing or hopefully they didn't notice.

It wasn't like he was avoiding his parents or anything, it was just that they were always down his throat about school and what college he plans to attend. He wasn't ready for that this morning. Especially with his mind just wandering to Kenny, since he has woken up.

"Ugh, this is definitely going to be a surprise for Kenny," Butter smiles shyly walking down the street towards Kenny's house.

It was a fairly nice day, it was warm with a slight breeze. It was amazing weather for October but this would probably be the only warm day out of the rest of the month. Butter's favorite season was fall, mostly because there weren't many bugs around and it wasn't too hot nor too cold. And all he needed was a simple sweater.

"It's quite warm today".

Butter's stopped where the road ended, and looks down towards the dirt path that lead to Kenny's home. He only knew where it was at because him and his friend past by it many times before. He felt a little nervous, he didn't want to invade his space or anything. He was starting to have second thoughts.

He was thinking maybe he should turn around and go back home, but that would be pointless since he walked all the way here already. He told a deep breath before continuing on his journey to Kenny's house. He should be excited about seeing him again but all he felt was nervousness.

It felt like his heart dropped out of his chest and into his stomach. With every step he took closer towards his destination his breathing with get slightly heavy. He didn't need to have an anxiety attack at this very moment. His hands were sweaty and he didn't know why.

He had finally reached Kenny's house and it wasn't much. He knew that he was poor and since he walked by sometimes he knew his house was in terrible condition.

He took a deep breath before finding the cougar to walk up to the door and knock. It was a soft one at first, he didn't want to be rude and knock like he was the police or something. He knocked on the door again, harder this time around and he heard steps coming to the door.

The door swung open and a drunk lady glared down at Butters, "we don't want what you're selling, unless it's drugs". She leans against the doorway with a cigarette between her lips.

"Um, I'm n-not selling anything," Butters said with a slight frown.

This drunk lady was Kenny's mother? He has never met Kenny's mother before. He didn't expect her to be like his mother, but he also didn't expect her to be a druggy.

"Who is at the door?" came Kenny's voice from somewhere in the house.

Kenny's mother finished the cigarette in one poof and tossed in onto the porch. "I don't know and I don't care," she said walking away leaving the door wide open.

Butter didn't know what to do, should he walk into the house or not. He really wasn't invited into the house but she did leave the door open. Did she do this with all the people who come and visit the house? He just stood there and shuffled his feet nervously.

"Can't count on that woman for nothing," Kenny grumbled appearing in Butter's line of view. "What are you doing here?".

He couldn't help but stare at Kenny he was still dressed in the something thing as yesterday minus the orange coat he always has on. He had some dirt spots on his cheek that wasn't there yesterday and his shirt was ripped a bit and it seemed stained with small splats of blood.

What happened to him? He could help but worry.

"Um, I came to return your backpack," he removes it from his shoulder and holds it out towards Kenny.

"Thanks," Kenny said grabbing the bag from his hands. He looks around the hall before staring back at Butters. "Do you want to come in?".

Butter's shrugged his shoulders, he did come all this way he might as well rest a bit. "Sure, if you don't mind".

Kenny smirked and stepped aside to allow him inside, "I don't mind at all".

Kenny couldn't believe he left his backpack at Butter's house, he had to come all this way to see his druggy mother. He was going to answer the door but he thought it was one of his mother drug dealers. If he knew it was Butter's he would've opened the door himself.

It was already bad that his little sister had to see their mother like that. He didn't want others to judge more than they already were. He shouldn't be allowing Butter's into his house, he mother could have an episode.

He didn't know why he asked if he wanted to come inside. He tossed his bag on the ground near the door and took Butter's hand going to his room. He just had to ignore his mother and they'll be fine.

His room wasn't much, he didn't have things like other teenagers. He had a small twin size bed with cleans covers. He had to hand wash them in the sink to keep them clean. He does the same with his sisters covers and clothes. It was a hard job but he had to take care of Karen, she is everything to him.

The curtains on the windows were worn out and ripped, his carpet was black couldn't tell if it was dirty or not. His dresser was missing draws and his clothes were scattered around. He didn't really keep his room clean but he made sure his sister kept her room tidy.

"Ignore the mess," he said pulling him into the room and locking the door behind them. If he didn't his mother would just walk in. "If I knew I was having company I would've cleaned a little".

He felt embarrassed that Butter's had to see his room like this.

"It's fine Kenny," Butters smiled and sat down on his bed.

Kenny nodded his head a light blush on his cheeks. He moved over towards his draw and pulls out a bottle of vodka. His sister was out staying at a friend house for a sleepover he would be fine drinking. He never drunk in front of her though, he didn't want her think that he was going to turn out like their mother.

He popped open the door and chugged some down like it was water. He was use to drinking vodka the burning sensation wasn't as strong as tequila. He plopped down on his bed and handed the bottle to Butter's.

Butters stared down at the bottle in Kenny's hand and takes it. One sip won't hurt right? He took a sip and started to cough it burned his throat going down. He definitely wasn't going to drink again.

"Kenny? Why do you drink so much?" he asked handing him back the bottle.

Kenny takes a huge sip and sets it down on the floor. "I drink to get rid of the pain and so forget for awhile," he answered laying down on his back.

"As you can tell I don't have the best mother in the world, she doesn't deserve a mother of the year award," he chuckles bitterly and rolls on his side facing Butters. "She is a druggy, all she does is drug and doesn't take care of her children my older brother bailed on us as soon as he saved enough money to buy an apartment. He left me here with that bitch of a mother and my little sister".

Butter's never heard Kenny talk about his family. He never knew that he had it this bad, it sucked when people make fun of Kenny for being poor.

"When I'm drunk I forget about all that, I forget about my mother being a druggy, I forget about my father and brother bailing on us and I forget about being a father figure to my little sister when it isn't my job," Kenny sat up and grabbed the bottle of vodka and started to drink it straight down.

This was going to be a long night for both Kenny and Butters.