Stan and Kyle were walking around Starks pond that morning, wondering what they were going to do today. They were still very groggy from their sleep over from last night and were a bit low in spirits, but one of them had to think of something to do quick before they grew bored.

"Dude, I'm so tired," Stan complained.

"Why did you stay up so late?" Kyle asked.

"I had like so much sugar and went to bed at like, four in the morning. Yet I woke up around eight and I couldn't go back to sleep,"

"Yea, I went to bed at like two and woke up at like seven and the same thing with me," Kyle said, as Stan just nodded his head in agreement. There was a brief silence that followed as neither one of them can think of anything else to say. Both exhausted and tired, they both sat on a bench for a while to settle a bit and regroup from their sugar crazed hangover.

"Wanna know what I feel like doing?" Kyle asked. "What?" Stan wondered.

"For some reason, I just feel like playing super heroes with Butters," said Kyle.

"That's kinda random don't you think?" Stan laughed.

"I dunno, for some reason I'm in the mood to play super heroes right now and Butters is the best for it," Kyle explained.

"Yeah, but what about Kenny or Cartman?"

"Cartman took it way too far last time by summoning the dark lord Chin Tulu, and Kenny kept killing himself off because he 'can't die'-"

"Yeah, like what bullshit. Thank God that Mintberry Crunch kid saved the day, other wise that problem would of never been settled," Stan interrupted.

"Exactly! I just feel like Butters is just the best cut out because he just has the most enthusiasm, without taking the game too far,"

"Yeah but honestly, Butter is a bit of a dweeb. Not that I don't like him, it's just a bit too early for Butters. Maybe in an hour"

"Well, can you text him? I just got a new phone and I don't have his number,"

"Yeah, sure". Stan said taking out his phone to text Butters. He texted Butters, and almost immediately he gets a response. "He just said what's up," Stan said reading the text,"

"Well, what are you waiting for? Tell him to meet us by the pond,"

"Alright, I will dude" Stan replied as he sent a text to Butters to meet them by the pond and bring the professor chaos costume with him in an hour.

Oh boy! They want to play super heroes by the pond! Sweet! But, wouldn't it be necessary to do this in someones backyard though, it would look really weird for us to be in our costumes in public. Ah who cares, they wouldn't just have me dressed up in my costume and make me show up looking like an idiot. That would be mean! Butters thought as he received Stan's text to meet him at Starks Pond to play super heroes. Despite slight caution, he eagerly ran upstairs to get his Professor Chaos costume and put it on in a heartbeat. As he puts on the costume, he feels a burst of energy through him as if he was ready to take over the world.

"Soon, the hour of Chaos is at hand! Where destruction goes, I will follow!" Professor Chaos roared, practicing in front of a mirror, prepping himself before he goes out to breed destruction. As he is doing this, he receives another text from Stan. The text read 'But we must inform you, that your days of destruction and doom are numbered, Chaos! You will not have your way with us!' The notorious super villain read this text, and laughed and shook his head as he read this text. These puny weaklings do no stand a chance in heck against me!...

'You seriously think you fools stand a chance against me? We'll see how long you nitwits can last against me and my minions, in about 15 minutes!'

'IT'S ON!' Toolshed (with Stan being his alter ego) replied to his text.

"Is he coming," Kyle asked.

"Yeah, he'll be here in about 15 minutes," Stan casually replied.

"Sweet," Kyle said, as they sat there and waited for Butters to show up.

Soon, I shall arrive at the park. Soon, I shall meet Toolshed and the Human Kite. Soon, they shall meet their doom...The hour of Chaos is at hand, and they will have two options once they are through with me. They will either bow down to me to join me and my minions to create destruction and doom around the world, or they shall meet their fate Chaos thought to himself preparing himself for confrontation.

Finally, I have arrived Professor Chaos thought deep down as Toolshed and the Human Kite were present, but only in the form of their alter egos Stan Marsh and Kyle Broflowski. Wait, something's not right. Why would they get me to show up in my Professor Chaos costume if they are not in theirs, is it a trap? Are they up to something? Butters thought to himself.

"Oh hey Butters," Kyle called from a far. Butters shook his head in confusion, because he thought they would already be in their costumes.

"Butters?! What do you, mean, I'm Professor Chaos bringer of destruction and doom, remember?" Butters said with tone.

"Yeah, we know." Stan said casually, looking at him funny.

"I thought we were gonna play superheroes in the park like you said,"

"No, I said 'we'll be at the park and we'll go to my house and play superheroes or something'. Not 'we're playing superheroes at the park'," Stan recalled.

"Yeah and besides, girls will think we are total dweebs if we play superheroes in front of them, let's be real here," Kyle added.

"Oh, so me, with all this stuff on, makes me look like a total dweeb?" Butters said with a defeated tone.

"Yeahhh. Like if Steve Urkel had a sex change and had a baby with Austin Powers, that baby would look less dweebish than you," Stan said to Butters. As Butters heard this, he felt an overwhelming sense of embarrassment coming over him. He looked around and even saw a pair of fifth grade girls laughing at him. Butters has never felt so bad in a long time.

"Oh...than I guess a total dweeb like me shouldn't be hanging out with guys like you," Butters moaned, as he started to walk off slowly. "Nice job, asshole," Kyle snickered at Stan.

"Ah come on! That's not fair-Butters come back here!" Butters came back to him, but his expression was depressed and even starting to get teary eyed.

"Butters come on dude, don't be a pussy." Stan said trying to cheer him up, Butters just looked away and looked at the ground. "Dude, don't be an asshole," Kyle said to Stan.

"Sorry dude, but if I were Butters right now and my Dad was here, he would say the same thing," Stan argued in defense.

"Well, that's because your dads an asshole,"

"Don't say that about my dad,"

"Well it's true,"

"Oh yeah?!"

"Yeah,"

"Wanna know what else is true?"

"What?"

"That your mom is the biggest bitch in the whole wide world"

"Hey! don't call my mom a bitch!"

"Well, it's true!"

"Oh shut up!"

"Make me, Jew,"

"I may be a Jew, but I'm not a little bitch,"

"I'm not a bitch, you are,"

"Well, at least I'm not dating one,"

"TAKE THAT BACK!"

"GOTCH YA BITCH!"

"GUYS, DON'T DO THIS," Butters yelled, bringing the two to a stop.

"Come on dude, we were trying to cheer you up," Stan said.

"Yeah, this is how we cheer people up when they are having a bad day," Kyle added on.

"Who would wanna watch a bunch of guys just argue and curse each other off until they are blue in the face," Butters asked.

"Who wouldn't?" Kyle added on, as Butters shrugged his shoulders in vain agreement. "I guess...but when you guys said I was dweebish, I felt like that-,"

"Dude it's fine, just take off the costume for now and we will hang out with you," Stan interrupted.

"I guess, but I don't think we are on the same page," Butter said lowering his head. Stan and Kyle knew something was up with their friend Butters. They never expected him to be so glum for a personality so bright.

"Well then tell us," Kyle said to Butters, who drew a heavy sigh and regrouped himself a bit.

"Alright. I know I overreacted but it's just, I feel like none of you guys ever take me seriously. I get that I can be like, a bit dorky sometimes, but sometimes I just feel embarrassed by being seen as that dorky kid. Like if we were all hanging out and we all got bored and people were bringing up suggestions on what to do and I said something, people would tell me to shut the heck up. Or I ever tried to ask out a girl at one point, I feel like she would laugh at me and say no because I'm just a dumb ol goofball. I know it sounds kinda stupid and trivial, and I hate to be a buzzkill by saying something sad like this, but I just feel like no one ever takes me seriously. And to be honest, it really hurts my feelings sometimes..." Butters whimpered, and lightly started to cry as Kyle and Stan looked at each other clueless on what to do.

"Butters, let's face it you're a dweeb. But that doesn't mean you have to be so down on yourself," Stan said as he put his right arm on his shoulder.

"Yea, and part of the reason why we like you so much is well, because you are kind of a dweeb sometimes," Kyle added on as Butters looked up at him.

"Yeah, sure we occasionally pick on you, but we do that to everyone. We just do it because it's just fun picking on you, in like a good way," he explained. "Huh?" Butters responded in a confused tone.

"Alright, first off, usually if we ask someone to hang out and start crying like the way you did, we would just bail right away." Kyle said as he noticed a slight suspicion in his tone.

"So why didn't you bail on me?"

"Because Butters, you're like the nicest person we know and you never give us shit. And we would never do that to you because you always are a punching bag, sort of," Stan tried to explain, as Kyle shakes his agreement.

"So you're saying that I should stand up for myself more? But wait, is the reason why you guys hang out with me is because I never stand up for myself, and you want me to do that more so you don't have to be around a dweeb like me? And you guys just want me to stand up for my self just so you guys can stop hanging out with me?!" Butters said in an elevated tone.

"No dumbass! If we were dicks like that, then why would we invite you to hang out with to play super heroes, and then even after you nearly cried, we still didn't bail?" Kyle said. "Look dude, this is very hard for us to explain dude! I'm sorry that we came off a little harsh but you are a dweeb sometimes, and we just rip on you for that like how we rip on Cartman for being fat, me being a Jew, Kenny for being poor, and Craig for being sexually attracted to boys," Kyle explained.

"Aww, well that did make me feel a lot better, thanks fellas! But umm, Craig?"

"Oh, Cartman started a rumor that Craig was gay for Tweek and said that he saw them making out with some dude with curly hair,"

"Yeah but, I don't think that's funny, what if he's actually a homosexual? Like he told me he was making out with Bebe a few days ago and that Clyde took a video," Butters said.

"DUDE HE TOOK A VIDEO? NO WAY," Kyle exclaimed. "I swear to God, I'll show you the text too," Butters said as he opened up his phone to a phone chat with Craig. See it reads 'nigga dnt beliv me, clyide tuk a vid of me an bebe makin ot, bt idk if he deletd the vid'",

"Wow, I forgot how retarded he wrote when he texted people," said Kyle. "I don't get why he always says 'nigga' like that, like just because you're friends with the only black kid in south park, it doesn't make you cool when you say it," Butters added on.

"No way, I have to ask Wendy to ask Bebe about this," Stan said taking out his phone to find out if this is true or not. "Let's all crash at your place Kyle, your house is the closest and I'm still hung over. So I could use a little break,"

"You're telling me," Kyle responded. "Hey, did I mention that I also thought about kicking Eric in the nuts because he's the biggest meanie of them all?" Butter said thinking about what he thought of before he went out this morning.

"Dude, we all do. But we will actually pay $20 if you actually just run up to him, and just kick his balls into next week," Kyle said enthusiastically. "Oh boy! That'll show him," Butters followed up.

"But it has to be in front of us, on video, and when you do kick him in the nuts, you have to scream 'WORLDSTARR'," Stan added. "Deal! But can we hang out for a few hours before we do such a thing, I just want to hang out for a bit,"

"Butters, you don't have to do it today or at all, we were just kidding," Stan explained.

"But if I do it today, followed by everything you said, can I get $20?" Butters smirked. "DUDE, OF COURSE!" Stan exclaimed in excitement as he looked over at Kyle. "But as long as Kyle chips in half,"

"I'll throw in an extra five if he does it on camera!" he laughed expressively.

"Neato!" Butters yelled in excitement. Yippie! Finally I could get my revenge on Cartman for being a complete asshole! he thought to himself with a huge smile on his face. But it's nice to know that Stan Kyle like me for who I am and not just as a punching bag. Of course I'm a goofball, a wingnut, or a knuckle head mcspazatron, but most of all, I'm just a kid (If you didn't get that refrence, you childhood sucked more balls than a gay porno, I'm sorry but you fucking missed out). And I have imperfections like everyone else and now more than ever I can accept them. And the really cool thing is, is that I know that Stan and Kyle accept them too...