Chapter 2

Damn Hello Kitty Bag

Tap…Tap…Tap…

The irritable noise continued to fill Butters' room, leaving the fourteen-year-old undisturbed. It continued at a consistent pace, having no intentions of stopping.

Tap…Tap…Tap…

Rolling over in his sleep, the blond allowed his hand to hang off the edge of his bed. He softly breathed as he continued to dream.

Tap…Tap…Crash!

A rock the size of a baseball flew through the window and landed on top of the blond's hip, throwing him out of his delightful dreams. What had just happened? Who was throwing rocks?

"Where'd th-this come from?" Butters asked with panic, tossing the rock back out the window. He stared at the broken glass. "Aw, hamburgers! I'm gonna get grounded even longer for this!"

"God damn it, Butters!" a familiar voice screamed from outside his window. This wasn't a good sign.

Assuming the worst, the thin little boy gradually made his way to the broken window, biting his bottom lip. That voice was one he knew too well, and by the tone of it, he had really pissed it off. What had he done this time? As his short journey to the window came to an end, Butters poked his head out the hole in the glass carefully, trying not to cut himself against the sharp edges.

"E-Eric?" the blond stuttered with worry and fear mixed together. His pale, blue eyes glanced down to the snow, focusing on the large figure that kept a strong stance below.

"Thanks for throwin' the rock at mah head, asshole!" the brunette barked back, shaking his head shortly after. "I mean…are you super stoked for the field trip today?" His once furious voice became soft and buttery.

"I-I can't go, Eric. I'm grounded for bein' late. I deserve it, though. I shouldn't have been out so late…"

"You couldn't have been that late!" Eric gawked. "Seriously, how late were you?"

"One minute."

"That's fucking ridiculous!"

Shutting his eyes, the blond turned away from his boyfriend, unsure of what else to say. Finally, after a few moments of silence, he began to speak. "W-well, you'll just have to enjoy New York with-without me…"

Without uttering another word, the fat boy began to climb a nearby tree. It was difficult, due to his weight, but he would never admit to it. When he finally reached a second-story branch, he threw his weight at the window without warning, clutching onto the window's edges.

"Open the God damn window, Butters!" he ordered.

As if out of natural habit, Butters opened the window and pulled the large boy into his room. He wasn't too fond that his lover had done that, but he had no control over him. Eric was a free spirit with a mind of his own.

"E-Eric," Butters muttered, eyeing the brunette. He had a feeling in the pit of his stomach he was in for an adventure; but what?

Eric didn't answer. He just pulled a Hello Kitty suite case out of Butters' closet and began to throw clothes into it. There was no way in hell Eric was going to New York City without Butters. He needed him, whether he realized it or not. Stan and Kyle weren't much company, as he hated them so. Meanwhile, Kenny was always trying to find a girl to hump. There were his other classmates, but they were a bunch of assholes too. All in all, Eric just needed the comfort of someone he trusted to keep him company during this trip. He would enjoy making fun of everyone, scheming up new plans, and even pulling pranks, but it wouldn't be the same if he didn't have anyone to share it with.

"I told you, Eric, I-I'm grounded!" Butters protested, pulling Eric out of his thoughts. "I can't go!"

"Get your tooth brush and shit," the brunette commanded.

Even though he detested it, the blond did as he was told.

After a few minutes of packing, Eric zipped up the bag and threw it out the window. Butters let out a great gasp as he rolled his eyes.

"Wh-what'd you do that for?"

"So I can take it to the bus stop for yew, and your parents don't even have to know you disobeyed them until it's too late. You're gonna be grounded either way, so just grow some God damn balls and go against them for once in your fucking life!"

"I-I guess you're right…"

The brunette cupped his chubby hands gently around his lover's jaw, pulling it towards him for a wet kiss. His fingers traveled up into the blond's hair, running through each strand with care.

"E-Eric," Butter breathed, his mouth getting clamped shut with the other boy's mouth.

Their tongues caressed each other as warm saliva filled their mouths, fusing together. Without realization, the blond began to remove his lover's jacket; his heart was racing. The small, delicate fingers of his pushed their way up Eric's shirt, groping around his fat body. Butters wasn't sure why, but he just loved Eric's weight; he didn't want it to change. There was just something about obesity that he found attractive.

A loud bang erupted within the room. Both boys jumped, yelping at the sound. In unison, their eyes shifted to the door.

"Butters, is someone in there with you?" an irritated Stephen Stotch roared.

Quickly and without thought, Butters pushed Eric through his window, sending the overweight pre-teen straight into the snow. He furiously snatched Eric's jacket and threw it out the window, allowing it to gently float down on top of Eric's head.

"N-no, sir!" Butters answered. He watched as his door opened, revealing his father.

"I thought I heard-…" Stephen stared at the broken window. "Butters, you are grounded for an extra week for that window!"

"Aw, nut-sack!" He didn't use the word 'nut-sack' too often, but his father wasn't too happy when he did.

"Do you want to make it two extra weeks, young man?"

"N-no sir. Sorry."

"God damn it," Eric groaned, rubbing his back in pain. That fall sure didn't do him good. He was going to feel it for a fucking week. He had already promised Butters that they would meet at the bus stop, and sure enough here Eric was, waiting for the thinner boy with his Hello Kitty bag.

"You look so cute with that bag, Cartman," Kyle teased, clutching on tight to his plain hunter green bag.

"What happened? You couldn't fit enough food into one suit case that you had to bring two?" Stan joined in, trying to hold in his laughs.

"Mmm mmph mmm mhmh mmm mmmph mmmph mm mmmh," Kenny gleefully commented, smiling.

All three boys laughed, angering Eric.

"You know God damn well that this is Butters' bag!" Eric fumed, grinding his teeth.

"Dipshit, we're just assing around with you. Of course that's Butters' bag….Wait, why the hell do you have his bag, anyway?" Kyle eyed his fat nemesis suspiciously. Even at the age of fourteen, the Jew never found it in his heart to trust the fat boy.

"I'm just holdin' it for him, Jew!" A dark glare shot out from the brunette's deep brown eyes.

"Mmmh mph mm mmph mh-mmph mm mm!" Kenny tried hard to contain his laughter, failing to do so.

"Shut up, Kinny!" the fat boy screeched, face flushing slightly pink.

As if to answer his prayers, Butters finally came walking towards them, smiling his usual goofy smile. However, only Eric noticed that his smile today was forced. It wasn't as lively or natural as it usually was. Eric figured it was due to the fact he had forced Butters to pack up for the field trip, even though he was grounded. Even so, Eric felt no guilt. Butters would thank him for doing what he did later.

"Hiya, fellers," the blond chirped, planting himself next to his boyfriend.

"Hey, Butters," Eric's 'friends' all meekly greeted.

"Nice to see you made it," Eric said, dropping the Hello Kitty bag so he could pull his lover closer to his own body.

"Excited to go to New York City?" Stan randomly questioned, just to make conversation.

"Yeah! Of course," the blond said with fake enthusiasm.

"I'm just glad we were able to raise enough money so Kenny could tag along with us," Kyle commented, taking no notice to the blond's false attitude.

"Mmm! Mmmph mmmhhmmm mmph mph mm!" Kenny jumped with excitement, his voice muffled behind his hood as always. He never went anywhere without his jacket. Even when he grew out of it, he had his mother sew fabric on it to extend the orange parka to his fitting. Kyle and Stan thought it was lame, but Kenny didn't care. He loved his parka.

Allowing the awkward conversation to end, the yellow turd of a bus finally rolled on in, doors opening for the five boys. Stan, Kyle, and Kenny rushed in without a problem, taking the first seat they could find. Eric tugged on Butters' hand, leading him into the exact seat he wanted to sit in without question. Butters knew he was in for an adventure now.

Don't ask about the title. I couldn't think of anything. Thank the rain and ~LunaNaito for this getting completed. I can't wait for next chapter. It'll be Kenny's best moment in this fan fiction series.

How'd I do? I'm sure this isn't written very well, due to the fact I am tired. Frankly, I don't give a damn. I wrote it! Be happy!