Title: Easier Said Than Done

Fandom: South Park

Pairing/s: Bunny (Kenny x Butters), Creek (Craig x Tweek ), Tyde (Token x Clyde), Style (Stan x Kyle), one-sided Kyman (Kyle x Cartman)

Summary: Kenny attempts to confess his true feelings to Butters, but didn't go as he expected it to be.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own South Park in any way, shape, or form. They rightfully belong to Trey Parker and Matt Stone. Cause if I own it, Craig and Tweek will be given more attention. Lol. But the plot and idea belongs to me. If you wish to do anything with it, tell me first.

Author's Notes:

Okay, so, I just did this to help me get rid of my writer's block. So…I don't know if it's good or what. But reviews will help. A lot. x) Oh! Also, please don't mind any grammatical, spelling or punctuation errors. Cause…I'm just another person. I commit mistakes.

This…didn't came out the way I expected it to be. Not the way I actually planned it. But, when did a story came out the way I wanted it to be? This was supposed to be sadder, but…I didn't know what happened.

Don't forget to enjoy! :3

"H-hey there, fellas!" Butters entered the almost empty cafeteria and greeted the half-asleep group of men that consists of Kenny, Token, Clyde and Cartman.

"Hey Butters." Clyde replied with a yawn. Token bobbed his head upwards, while Cartman muttered a 'fag' which Butters took as his greeting. Meanwhile, Kenny decided to give the fellow blonde a more effortful greeting.

"Hey Butters. How's your morning?" Kenny replied with a smile, patting the empty space beside him, signaling Butters to sit.

"I-it's already great! W-we had spaghettios for breakfast!" Butters said cheerfully, punching slowly his knuckles. It was an unusual mannerism that Kenny found adorable. And it was only one of the many reasons why he loved the little blonde so much. Among those reasons were: he was innocent like a kid, pure and untainted (unlike him) and he's 'sooo fucking adorable and sooo fucking cute', as Kenny would say it. But somehow, he couldn't confess all these things to Butters. Every time he tried, there were always distractions, and it wouldn't end up the way he wanted it to be.

"That's good then." Kenny replied, which earned him a smile. God, he wanted to hug the kid right then and there!

"H-how 'bout you, Kenny? H-how was your morning?" Butters asked.

"Bitchy." Kenny replied rather quickly, and without hesitation. It was only when Butters gave him a confused look that made him rephrase his answer. "I-I mean, it was okay, I guess."

"Toookeeen, I'm hungryyy! I want a taco." Clyde whined like a baby, but he has always been like that. Kenny and Butters almost forgot that they had other company.

"What? You already ate four tacos since we got here! I'm not buying you anymore!" The dark-skinned boy scowled.

"But that wasn't enough and I'm still hungry and I wa—"

"If you want one, go buy your own. Using your OWN money."

"B-but…" The taco-loving brunette looked like he was about to cry, when he saw a taco land infront of him. "Where the fuck did this came from? Heaven?" He asked stupidly.

"Nope. Just from us." Craig answered, sitting beside Token. "Tweek heard you bitching. So he told me we should just buy you one."

"Shesh ha lok, Shweek!" Clyde thanked the jittery boy happily, bits of taco flying out of his mouth.

"Ack! Uhmm…you're GAH! welcome?" Tweek replied, unsure of if that was a thanks or not. He proceeded to sit beside Craig, but the noirette pulled him to his lap and secured him there before he could protest. "Ack!"

Butters gave the couple a warm greeting, which they returned back. Unfortunately, someone has to ruin the atmosphere.

"Oh shit. Craig! There's still some space for your faggy little boyfriend to sit on!" Cartman winced as if the sight burns his eyes. "Now you're giving him a hicky? God, would you not do that infront of me? It's disgusting and makes me wanna puke my guts out." Cartman winced some more while Craig was infact, giving the blonde on his lap, a hicky. He stopped to answer Cartman.

"Your fat ass occupied the whole space. Plus, you're just jealous cause you don't have anyone to hold."

"Ay! What the fuck do you mean by that?"

"Look fat ass. Everyone here got their respective partners but you. Me and my Tweek. Butters and Kenny. Token and Clyde. Face it, you're alone. Even Wendy left you for that Bridon kid." With that, Craig went back to giving Tweek his hicky. Kenny tensed when he heard his name and Butters' being paired up. It feels kinda…nice.

"Pssh. As if I would want to be with anyone of you faggots." Cartman countered.

Kenny chuckled. "That's because the one you want isn't here."

"Yeah man, we all know you have a boner for Kyle." Token added.

"The fuck? I do not! I don't care about that stupid Jew! Hell, Stan can butt-rape his Jewish ass anytime!" Cartman hissed, but the shade of red in his chubby face is enough to make the other boys satisfied.

"Ack! Wh-where are GAH! they, a-anyway? They were, nngh, here before w-we ACK! wentobuyfood!" Tweek asked, Craig's lips still connected to his pale neck.

"Probably fucking like little bunnies." Cartman mumbled angrily.

"Getting jealous now, aren't we Cartman?" Kenny grinned.

"I said I am no—" Sadly for Cartman, he was interrupted by a moan. A loud one that caught all of the boys' attention. It was Tweek's.

"Goddammit. I'm outta here!" Cartman said as he stood up and left the cafeteria.

Then Clyde choked.

"See? That's what happens when you eat too much." Token scolded the coughing boy, patting him on the back.

Once Clyde was able to breathe, he turned away from Token and said, "NOW you care about me?" Faking a bitter tone and continuing to eat his almost finished taco. He almost choked again when he felt arms from behind wrap around his waist. Token's arms.

"I just didn't want you to get fat, like Cartman. Cause if you did, you won't be able to fit in my arms." Token explained slowly, resting his chin on the brunette's shoulder, and inhaling the minty scent of his hair.

"I'm—uh—"

"Leaving. We're leaving." Token finished for him. He stood and grabbed his boyfriend's hand and dragged him outside the cafeteria.

Kenny and Butters remained silent. The only noise that can be heard was Tweek's constant moaning or 'ACK!''s and 'GAH!''s.

Soon, Craig decided they should leave, too. He actually didn't notice Clyde and Token leave. But when he did, he looked at Kenny with a devious smirk, then left. Kenny already knew what the smirk meant, he was just afraid to take the risk.

And so, Kenny and Butters were left alone. There was a long, uncomfortable air of silence that fell on them. Butters decided to break that silence.

"Golly, they sure are happy with each other. T-they were even able to do all those s-sweet stuff in the cafeteria! I-it's like, they don't care what other people think. I-it must be nice to—"

"Butters!" Kenny shouted as he pounded the table with his fist, successfully earning the attention of the other blond.

"Uhh…wh-what is it, Kenny?" Butters asked innocently as he slammed his fists together.

"Listen, I've wanted to say this to you for a long time now. But I never got the chance to. And even if I did, I always chickened out. Butters, I..I.." Kenny tried so hard to continue and finally get his feelings over with. He's been hiding it for years now!

"I—wouldliketohavesomeofyourmom'sSPAGHETTIOS." Deadpan.

"Uhmm…well, o-okay. I-I'll bring you some tomorrow." Butters was hesitant at first, but smiled nonetheless.

"I..umm, okay—thanks." Kenny sighed heavily, letting his shoulders drop.

"I-I gotta go now, Kenny. I-It was nice talking to ya!" Butters said gleefully, before exiting the cafeteria. But just when Butters went out, Stan and Kyle came in, hand in hand. They saw Kenny sitting by himself, so they headed straight to his table.

"Hey dude." Stan greeted as him and his boyfriend took a seat.

"Yeah." Kenny mumbled in reply.

"Something the matter, Kenny?" Kyle asked, noticing that Kenny isn't wearing his usual, big smile. Just when Kenny was about to speak, Stan excused himself and went to his football coach. Kyle just smiled, "Don't mind him, so, what's up?"

"Butters' mom's spahegttios." Kenny mumbled angrily.

"Uhh…what?" Kyle asked, not getting Kenny's point.

"I asked for some of Butters' mom's spaghettios when I meant to say 'I love you'!" Kenny shouted back, gaining attention from some students.

"Hey dude, just chill, alright? Here's my advice: Go up to him, say you didn't meant to say spaghettios, THEN confess. After that, kiss him. But…that's optional, so…yeah." Kyle blushed, remembering the time when he confessed his own feelings for Stan. "Look, my point is, DON'T chicken out, alright? Just say to him everything you wanna say. It'll work, trust me. That's what happened between Stan and me."

Kenny was about to protest when Kyle left, mumbling something about Stan and stuff. He didn't quite heard. So he folded his arms and laid it on the table, and buried his head on the said arms.

"Easier said than done." He mumbled to himself.