This is the final chapter. I'm going to try and remember the plot I came up with a few days ago after this. If I can't, I'll have to go with the new one.
Despite the fun he was having catching up with Kenny and Tweek, Butters had to leave.
Leopold: Sorry guys, it's time for me to leave.
Tweek: W-Why? It's still e-early!
Leopold: Sorry, this was the first gap on my schedule for months. It only gave me about an hour to stay with you guys. I gotta go catch the bus now, the next one is too late.
Kenny: I'll walk with you there. Come on.
Tweek: W-Wait! I... I have s-something to tell B-Butters... Can you w-wait outside?
Kenny thought the request was odd, but he complied. He was always a little "slow" when it came to matters like this. Kyle had to be pretty clear about his feelings for him before they started dating, because Kenny just wouldn't get it. When Kyle asked Kenny out on dates, he always thought he meant "as friends". He tried everything he could think of, from coming out to Kenny to flirting with him. Eventually Kyle got tired of it and just yelled at him about his feelings. They eventually went out on a real date and...
Kenny closed the door behind him and waited outside. He really wanted to know what they were saying in there, but he respected their privacy.
Leopold: I know what you want to talk about.
Tweek: L-Look, what happened w-was...
Leopold: I know... I'm sorry...
Tweek: N-No, it's not l-like that! Let me f-finish...
Tweek was more relaxed, now that Kenny had left the room. He was trying to calm himself down further, so he could stop stuttering so much.
Tweek: Do you remember when we were d-drunk and...
Leopold: Yeah. It's no big deal, it was just the alcohol... It won't happen again.
Tweek: Come on, w-we weren't that drunk. And even i-if we were, alcohol c-can't change who you are, it just removes i-inhibitions. We learned about that y-years ago.
Butters knew Tweek was right, but he was never good at talking about his feelings.
Tweek: Do you remember what you told me?
"Don't lie to me, Butters..."
Leopold: ...I remember...
Tweek: You told me... You told me s-something nobody's ever said to m-me. Did you really m-mean it?
"Do you love me?"
Butters blushed slightly. It wasn't the question that was making him blush, it was the answer to it. Tweek didn't notice it, however. He was too embarrassed to look directly at Butters, so he was just staring at the floor, glancing over in Butters' general direction every few seconds.
The awkward silence was making Tweek nervous. His mouth had gone dry; he tried to pick up a nearby glass of water but his hands were shaking too much. Seeing this, Butters put his hands around Tweek's, so he could hold it properly.
"His hands are so warm..." thought Tweek as he turned his head to look at Butters. He was smiling, which made Tweek relax.
Without saying anything, Butters leaned and kissed the smaller boy. Their kiss was cut short, however, as Kenny knocked on the door.
Kenny: Hey, come on, you're gonna miss the bus!
Both blonds looked at each other and smiled. Tweek had his answer. Butters gave him another short kiss and left, leaving Tweek blushing and with a big smile on his face.
Butters closed the door behind him and was face-to-face with a very bored Kenny.
Kenny: Finally! What took you so long? And why are you smiling like that?
Leopold: What do you mean? This is my normal face.
Kenny: If you say so...
Leopold: Before I leave, I gotta tell you something. Kyle doesn't think it's you who told me to write those cards, he thinks it's Kal who wrote and left them in his locker.
Kenny: Kal? That bitch? Why would he think that?
Leopold: Well, he showed me one of them a while back. Apparently I have a "girly handwriting".
Kenny: That's true.
Leopold: Well, why didn't you write them yourself then!
Kenny: You know why! Kyle knows my handwriting like the back of his hand. He would never have payed attention to th- Look, there's your bus!
Leopold: Crap! Gotta go!
Butters ran as fast as he could and got on the bus. Kenny waved him goodbye and went back to his dorm. He walked in and found Tweek lying on his bed, daydreaming.
Kenny: What's with you?
Tweek: W-What? Oh... I'm j-just... thinking...
Kenny: OK then...
"My friends are weird..."
Meanwhile, Kyle had already read all the cards multiple times. He put them back in the box, locked it and hid it under his bed; it was time for class. He got his things and quickly made his way to the room. He sat down and started taking notes. A few minutes later, Cartman arrived and sat down next to him. Kyle felt uncomfortable with Cartman around, for obvious reasons. Ever since Kenny and Kyle made their relationship, Cartman, like their parents, felt the need to voice his homophobia, although that wasn't surprising at all. Cartman took every chance he got to mock anyone he could . Kyle hoped Cartman would just pay attention to the class instead of distracting him. However, he was wrong.
Eric: So, Jew boy, have you heard anything from your boyfriend?
Kyle: Kenny and I broke up months ago and you know it. Now shut up.
Eric: Who said anything about Kenny? I was talking about Butters.
Kyle: I'm trying to pay attention to this. Be quiet.
Eric: You sure have a thing for blue eyed blonds... I remember another group that had the same-
Kyle: Cartman, shut the fuck up!
Eric: Fine, fine... I promise I won't say another word for the rest of the class.
True to his word, Cartman stopped talking and stayed that way. Kyle thought that was odd, but he could care less. Cartman was finally quiet and that's all that mattered to him.
By the time Butters arrived at his dorm, Kyle was already there, re-reading the latest card. Kyle quickly stuffed it back into the box, trying to hide it from his friend, which Butters didn't find strange at all.
"Kyle's always had trust issues, even with Kenny..."
Leopold: What was that?
Kyle: You remember the card I showed you a few weeks ago?
Leopold: Yeah...
Kyle: I got a bunch more after that, but this one's special...
Leopold: How come?
Kyle: This one... has a time and place for a meeting.
"What? I didn't write that."
Leopold: Let me see that.
Kyle: No... It's personal...
"I'll just have to break into that box when I get the chance..."
THE NEXT DAY
Unbeknownst to Butters, Kyle's mom had organized a "parents' day out" in South Park. They were all going to visit their kids at their respective universities. However, Kyle's mom was the only one who was freaking out over it.
Sheila: Come on, Gerald, drive faster! I want to see Kyle!
Gerald: Sheila, calm down! Kyle will be there.
Ike: I thought you guys didn't like the fact that he was gay.
Gerald: ...It's complicated.
"No it's not. It's very simple. You just didn't like Kenny. Then you pushed your fears onto Kyle and they broke up because of you."
Butters was still trying to get Kyle out of the dorm. Eventually he just decided to leave to look for Stan.
"Maybe Stan can help me."
He went to Stan's dorm, but it was locked.
Jimmy: B-Butters! Hi!
Leopold: Hey, Jimmy. Do you know where Stan is?
Jimmy: S-Stan? He's outside, w-with W-Wendy.
Leopold: Thanks. I gotta go talk to him.
Jimmy: Alright, B-B-Butters. Good l-luck w-with whatever i-it is.
Leopold: Thanks again. Bye.
"Jimmy's always so nice to everyone. I wonder how he does it."
When Butters arrived he saw Stan, but Wendy was nowhere to be seen. Stan didn't look sad, so she was probably just getting something for them.
Leopold: Hey, Stan.
Stan: Hi, Butters. How's it going?
Leopold: I'm fine. What about you?
Stan: I'm bored. Wendy left to go to the bathroom and now I have nothing to do.
Leopold: Listen, I need your help with something.
Stan: Kyle?
Leopold: ...Yeah.
Stan: I'll help. What do you need me to do?
Butters told Stan about the cards, how he wrote all of them except the latest one and how he needed to see what it was.
Stan: Are you sure Kenny didn't have someone else write it and he just forgot to tell you about it?
Leopold: That seems unlikely. I admit that Kenny might've asked someone else, but he would've told me about it... right?
Stan: Maybe he didn't want you involved in this. You know how he is. He'd rather avoid an issue than deal with it.
Leopold: What issue?
Stan: Well, do you think it's too soon to meet?
Leopold: Yeah. So?
Stan: He probably thinks you'd try to stop him.
"I guess Stan has a point... He knows Kenny better than I do."
Stan: From the look on your face I guess you agree. Listen, just don't worry about it. I'm sure everything will be fine.
"Right..."
Leopold: Alright, thanks...
Stan: You're welcome.
While Butters was walking back to his dorm to get his things for his next class he noticed Craig was standing by the door. He explained that he was waiting for Kyle, as they had a class together. This was unusual, since Craig pretty much hated Kenny, Kyle, Stan and Cartman, but Butters didn't think much of it. He just wanted to get to class to try and forget about this mysterious new card Kyle got.
Meanwhile, Tweek was waiting for Kenny whilst thinking about Butters. He wondered whether Butters would actually date him or if he would act like Kyle or if he would just deny what had happened and pretend he didn't like him.
Kenny: Hey, I'm back. I just gotta make a quick phone call and we'll head over to class, alright?
Tweek: A-Alright...
"Is he finally calling Kyle?"
Kenny pulled his phone out of his pocket and called Butters. However, his phone had already been turned off.
"He must be in class..." thought Kenny as he put the phone back in his pocket.
Kenny: Alright, let's go.
"Nope, he wasn't calling Kyle."
When all the boys left their classes, their parents were waiting for them. Butters told his parents he had "met someone", though he wouldn't tell his parents who he was, for obvious reasons.
Cartman was annoyed because his mother was treating him like a baby, much to everyone's amusement.
Kyle was also being smothered by his mother, though nobody made any comments about it. Kyle wasn't the only one scared of his mom.
Kenny was sad that his parents hadn't come to see him, but he knew why. They had set a really tight budget so they could send him to the university and even though they wanted to see him, they couldn't.
Tweek wished his parents hadn't come. Their mere presence was enough to make his twitches worse, and they were telling him things that were making him even more nervous.
Everyone else was acting "normally" for once.
Butters saw this moment as his one chance to get his hands on that card. By some miracle, Butters was finally able to get his parents to leave. He went back to the dorm and pulled out the box from under Kyle's bed. Regardless of what Stan said, he still thought there was something wrong with this picture. After ten minutes he cracked the combination and quickly opened the box. He found other things besides the cards. Love letters from Kenny to Kyle from when they were still together. However, his purpose was to get the card. Butters knew that this meant Kyle still had feelings for Kenny, but he couldn't think about that now.
Once he found it, he read it many times. He compared it to the rest of the cards and it was a pretty good fake. Clearly someone had done their homework and copied Butters' handwriting almost to the point that it could've fooled even him. There was only one person he knew who had the skill to do something like this – Craig.
Butters called Kenny, who was in the middle of class. The teacher wasted no time in telling Kenny to leave, which made him quite upset.
Kenny: Dude, what the fuck is wrong with you?
Leopold: I know, I'm sorry, but listen, you gotta get over here now. Kyle got another card. Craig wrote it.
Kenny: So?
Leopold: He's planning something. And you know it's nothing good.
Kenny: ...I'm on my way now.
"This better be worth it..."
Butters didn't have time to talk to Kyle right away, as his class had already started, and the teacher had a really bad temper. He ran as fast as he could and got to the classroom just in time. Kyle was nowhere to be seen, since he had a different class.
Kenny arrived shortly after Butters' class finished. Tweek insisted on coming with him to get away from his parents and to go see Butters.
Butters was already waiting for them at the bus stop. Although they knew where he was headed, they had to stop him from reaching it, as they were sure that Craig had set something up near there to spring the trap. Butters told Kenny what he found in the box and they decided to split up; Kenny went on his own while Butters and Tweek went together.
Tweek wasted no time in talking to Butters about what had happened yesterday, and whether he was serious about being with him or not. Butters was offended that Tweek even considered that he was just screwing with him, but it was understandable; Tweek had self-esteem issues.
Leopold: Of course I'm serious.
Tweek was very happy with Butters' reassurance. He smiled and put his arms around Butters, who hugged him back.
Meanwhile, as the blonds hugged, Kenny found Kyle. Kyle was both surprised and annoyed to see Kenny. He didn't want to talk to him, but Kenny wasn't going to give him a choice.
Kenny: Hey, Kyle...
Kyle: ...Why are you here?
"Splitting up was an awesome idea. Now I get to deal with Kyle by myself."
Kenny: I'm here to warn you about Craig. I know you've been getting cards and-
Kyle: How do you know about that? Did Butters tell you?
Kenny: ...That's not important right now. What's important is that the last one is a fake. Craig wrote it. It's some kind of stupid prank.
Kyle: Tell me how you know about all this.
"Dammit, Kyle..."
Kenny: ...I'm the one who sent those cards. I got Butters to write them for me so you wouldn't recognize my handwriting...
Kyle: I should've known it was you. Why didn't you come to me directly? Or at least, you know, pick up a fucking phone and call me?
Kenny: You wouldn't listen to me. You were scared of something and when you get scared, you push people away.
Kyle went into a long rant mixed with angry tears about how he wasn't scared, that he did the right thing because it was inevitable and Kenny stood there, listening to him. However, unlike last time, he wasn't just going to stand and do nothing. Kenny approached Kyle and put his arms around him tightly, not giving him any room to escape. Kyle struggled, cursed and kicked Kenny, but he just wrapped his arms even tighter. Eventually Kyle stopped struggling, angry tears turned into sad tears and he just sobbed into Kenny's chest.
Kenny: ...I missed you...
Kyle: ...I know... I missed you too... You're right. I do push people away when I'm scared... I'm sorry...
"That was... unexpected... I thought he'd just hit me again."
Kenny finally let go of Kyle. Kyle turned his gaze upward, straight into Kenny's bright blue eyes. Cartman's voice rang in his head for a second "You sure have a thing for blue eyed blonds..." but Kyle didn't care. The happiness he felt of being with Kenny again, of feeling his warm body against his was unlike anything else, and it wasn't because of Kenny's appearance. It was because of Kenny. He was always there for him when he needed him. He always seemed to know just what to say and the right way to say it.
Kyle knew that Kenny was his, always and forever. Even when Kyle broke up with him, Kenny never gave up, he tried to get them back together. And he succeeded.
Kenny: Come on, let's go.
Kyle: What about Craig?
Kenny: Just ignore him. If he tries anything, I will personally beat the crap out of him.
Kenny and Kyle walked away, not knowing that Kenny's threat was never going to be fulfilled. Stan and Token had already taken care of it.
Stan: Stay the fuck away from Kyle. If you even think about planning anything else, we'll come back for you.
Craig: Don't you guys have a sense of humor?
Token: Shut up, Craig. Fatass, this goes for you too.
Eric: I didn't do anything!
Stan: It's just in case you think about doing anything.
Eric: Bu-
Stan: Shut the fuck up. Let's go, Token.
Stan and Token walked away, happy that they were able to help Kenny and Kyle.
Craig: You know this is all your fault, right?
Eric: Craig, if you say another word, I swear I'll go over there and kill you.
That's the final chapter of the story. I'm working on a new plot, but I'm gonna try to make it longer than two chapters. It might take a while. If I am unable to or get tired of it, I'll just start writing and what will be will be.