I wasn't certain how Stan would react to the fact that his girlfriend was ready to break up with him. I didn't expect he'd react well to the matter. And now I was back at the Stotch Residence lying on my bed, thinking it through of how I was going to explain this to him, I was certain he wouldn't react well to the matter. But I had to tell him. Slowly, and dubiously I snuck downstairs to the Home Phone in the Sitting Room, and thumbed Stan's number. I knew I couldn't tell him to his face, after all I was a puny little coward. Why did Wendy tell me to tell him?

After a few lingering minutes, the unmistakable voice of Stanley Marsh sounded cheerfully:

"Hi Butters, how's it going, dude?"

"Er h-hey Stan, er I'm doing fine, um listen I need to tell you something Stan..."

"Tell me in my backyard..." Stan suggested cheerfully. By leaps and bounds, I gazed at nothing in particular in silence. This was going to be difficult.

"W-Well, you see, er W-Wendy breaks up with you." I responded with a murmur.

"Well you know Butters, it's nothing to be bugged about me and Wendy break up all the time..."

"Forever..." I paused and waited until he'd taken it all in. Obviously I was unsettled about his reaction to this.

"F-forever?" Stan sniffed. Sadly, I lowered my head in shame and nodded.

"Yes Stan, s-s-she's found another guy, but don't worry about it."

"Who's the new guy Butters...?" Stan snapped angrily. I could make out the sound of low sobbing, as I pressed the telephone to my ear.

"Er, I don't think I should tell you-"

"TELL ME BUTTERS!" He screamed, his voice stumbling somewhat.

"Er... Er... Wendy's new guy, er..." I began dubiously, and exhaled, preparing for his vexed reaction, I knew would come.

"God, Butters say it!"

"... Me..." I whispered, my voice barely inaudible.

"Y-You, no way Butters, you're joking right? Right? ... R-Right?" Stan muttered with a a small cry beginning to commence.

"I'm sorry Stan..." I replied sadly, and quickly hung up the phone. For a while I stared in horror at the telephone, realizing what I'd done. I'd destroyed him. I'd destroyed my former friend Stan Marsh. I seated myself on the settee, and wringed my hands anxiously. I knew what would happen when I went to South Park Elementary tomorrow. I knew all the hate remarks, and the beatings I'd suffer from Cartman. But I reassured myself, I knew somehow I'd get through it all, tiredly I stood up and began to walk towards the staircase when the doorbell rang. I shuddered at the thought of it being Stan and his countless buddies, storming in and beating me savagely. But then again it could be Wendy, so I crept to the door, and opened it carefully. Standing on the doorstep Wendy. The hammering in my heart soothed, and she embraced me joyfully.

"Butters! Did you tell Stan?" Wendy questioned sternly.

"Y-yeah, I don't think he'll take it to well..." I told her timidly. I was too distracted by how beautiful looking she was with her untied raven hair, and her twinkling eyes, and her curvaceous figure, I was overwhelmed, and I stumbled and tumbled over, landing awkwardly onto the carpet.

But Wendy was there to palliate me. Her silvery voice felt like an anesthetic to rid of my troubles.

"I love you so much..." I whispered as she helped me to my feet.

"Don't worry Butters, I won't let anyone hurt you..." Wendy responded softly, lightly kissing me on the lips, though briefly, before we heard a voice sound in the ajar front doorway.

"Oh, isn't that nice?" Stan put sarcastically, as he shuffled into the room, an angered tear-stained expression panning across his face.

"Stan, please you have to accept that me and-" Wendy began before she was cut by a cackle of surprise.

"Really Wendy? You and him? Eurgh, what the, what the f*ck?"

"Shut up Stan, you're pissed off maybe you need to cool it-"

"SHUT UP WENDY, STUPID BITCH!"

This infuriated me and I couldn't help but speak up.

"Do not call Wendy a bitch Stan! Don't you even dare!" I brusquely ordered him, flashing a cold stare that sent him backing off.

"Fine..." Stan said frustrated "But I will destroy you Butters, like you did to me, I will destroy you. I will destroy you, and everyone who respects you, you stupid son of a bitch!" Stan retorted roughly, slamming the door behind him, as he departed.

HMMM... BIT TENSE HERE. REVIEW AND COMMENT. CHAPTER 3 SOON!

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