I don't own anything but the story, all characters and places belong to Matt & Trey (plus Comedy Central)
"morning guys!" called a voice from inside.
Stopping the blonds watched the blackout windows roll down to revel a smiling Kyle; he looked tired and his hair slightly frizzy, but much better than yesterday when he left.
"morning Ky." Kenny greeted.
The young Jew lent over to open the passenger door, letting a wave of heat out too, "get in." he told them.
Unclipping the carrier from the pram Butters climbed into the back of the warm car and spent a little while trying to get the seatbelt safely around the carrier; the car was spotless, only a mass of books piled behind the drivers seat, the Star of David swung from the rear view mirror and classical music from the state-of-the-art radio; the whole atmosphere was very relaxing.
"how are you Kyle?" Kenny asked in a quite voice, obviously thinking Butters wouldn't hear so he pretended he couldn't.
Kyle's hands went white on the steering wheel, "fine." he said through clenched teeth, "it's not the first time Stan has been an ass."
the skinny blond turned in his seat, not wearing his seatbelt, glaring at his friend, "doesn't mean you have to put up with it." Kenny said firmly.
A small, humourless laugh escaped Kyle, "you'll see, today he'll act like yesterday never happened and I'll let it slid because..." he trailed off his own sentence.
Kenny was frowning, presumably knowing how things went when the 'super best friends' fought.
Pulling into the car park Kyle swung effortlessly into a space next to Token's shiny black Jeep.
"stop eating tacos in my car!" Butters heard Token shout at Clyde as they made their way to the school.
Both Kyle and Kenny put the pram back together while Butters double checked the bag, moments later Stan bounded up to Kyle, a smile on his well defined face and acting like nothing had happened the previous day, the young Jew returned the smile, chatting away. Just like Kyle had said.
For the first time in a very long time Butters was happy, and a little excited, to be going into school; immediately all of the girls crowded around the pram, cooing over Blue, who in turn basked in the attention, giggling and grabbing both hair and bracelets.
"sorry ladies!" Kenny finally called out to the group of girls, "it's class time." he told them and began pushing the pram through the crowd.
Butters held onto the back of Kenny's coat as they went through the crowd of girls, for fear of being squashed or tripped over, but neither happened; Craig and Tweek were waiting for them at the classroom door.
Today Craig was wearing a blue sleeveless jacket with silver wings ironed on the back, with a belt to match, even Tweek was wearing the same belt holding up his baggy jeans; flipping them off Craig handed something over.
A faded, if not overly loved, plush cat. Butters presumed it had belonged to Craig's sister Ruby, since the toy was pink and purple and upon pressing its tummy the blond found out that it squeaked shrilly.
"Enjoy." Craig said in a monotone voice and with a final flip off he went to his seat in the classroom.
Blue immediately gripped the squeaky cat plush, trying to make it squeak as Butters had, preoccupying all his attention.
When Butters got to his desk he found a ton of stuff for a baby boy placed on his desk, all in different states of care but the mere knowledge that his classmates, his male classmates, had been caring enough to give him their old baby things for Blue, made the smaller blond well up slightly.
"don't cry Butters." Kenny whispered gently, applying the break to the pram.
Fighting back the tears, but sending thankful smiles to the boys in the class, Butters put the toys, baby clothes and books under the pram and took his seat.
The pram was pushed tight against Butters desk, he could see Blue inside still trying to make the little plush squeak.
True to form Mr Garrison didn't notice the blue pram in the room and ignored everything about the murmur of baby talk until Blue began to cry hungrily.
"is, is that a baby?" Mr Garrison asked, pointing with a sheer look of astonishment.
Butters blushed deeply, heating up uncomfortably as he rooted through the diaper bag for a bottle and found one in a isolated case, keeping it warm.
"i'm a, er, um, looking after him." Butters mumbled slipping the teat into Blue's waiting mouth.
Just when Mr Garrison was going to argue, he seemed to realise how little he cared, so he simply shrugged and turned back to the board.
Blue was seemingly quiet for most of the lessons, demanding Butters attention whenever it went silent for a long time or he filled himself, but the small babe seemed content with playing with the cat plush and dribbling happily till Butters had to change his top because it got wet through.
At lunch Butters took Blue from the pram, setting him happily in his lap as they ate, Kenny sitting a little closer than usual; the smaller blond was still getting used to sitting with others, plus having people talk to him with a smile and not asked for his notes or for him to do their homework.
"are you going to find his mommy any time soon?" Wendy asked when they had finished eating.
The whole group paused, Kenny and Kyle looked up from tickling a squealing Blue, Butters couldn't seem to find the right response; every time he pictured Blue's real mother he felt sick, the young Jew had been right, she must have been a drug addict and Butters had very little intention to go looking for her.
"why?" was all Butters could get out.
Wendy scoffed, "she'll obviously be missing him." she said like it was the most important thing in the world.
"i doubt it." Kenny muttered, picking Blue up and kissing his chubby cheek.
The black haired girl stuck her chest out importantly, "this is illegal." she snapped.
"oh, shut the fuck up Wendy." Kyle snarled, "nobody cares what you have to say, if you knew what Blue's mother was really like then you wouldn't be so determined to hand an innocent baby over." the young Jew finished strongly, packing his things away and storming out of the lunch hall.
"way'd a go Tresabitch." Kenny glared at her, "clever idea pissing off Kyle." he stood angrily, holding Blue close to his chest, "let's get out of here."
Butters scrambled to his feet, grabbing bags and pram he followed Kenny out of the lunch hall, bidding a quick goodbye to all the girls; they found Kyle throwing books into his locker and then slamming it a couple of times.
"maybe we should leave him alone." Butters whispered, afraid Kyle would shout at them.
Suddenly Stan appeared out of nowhere, his hand on Kyle's shaking shoulder, "what the hell dude? Why can't you get on with Wendy?" the jock asked calmly.
Kenny quickly clipped Blue into the pram, covering his with the fleece blanket Token had given to them, and stood protectively in front of both Butters and Blue.
And he was right to do so, Butters couldn't see what happened, he didn't even take in what was said, all he got was Kyle shouting and screaming right in Stan's face before storming right out of school, red in the face and crying.
Stan was white faced, looking overly shocked at what had just happened, he turned to Kenny but the skinny blond just shook his head, one protective hand still on the pram.
"i don't know what you expected." Kenny said truthfully, "let's go." he whispered gently to Butters, who gladly left the awkward scene.
The rest of the day passed quietly and slowly, but finally it came to an end; Blue was passed around all the girls who gave him big kisses and shiny things before being handed to Craig, for a moment they stared at each other before the older boy flipped the baby off, but before anyone could rage at Craig, Blue gripped the finger tightly and laughed.
"it's going to be a nice walk home." Kenny said brightly as they left the school building.
As they cross the car park carefully Butters noticed that Kyle's Hybrid car was still parked in the same place, the engine running, pointing it out they carefully made their way over; a very loud Adele song was playing inside and when Kenny tried the door it popped open easily.
"fuck off Stan." Kyle shouted over the music, followed by a heart wrenching sob.
"it's me Kyle." Kenny said softly, but loudly so he could be heard over the music.
Kenny quickly glanced over his shoulder at Butters, held his hand up telling him to wait a moment before jumping into the car and closing the door firmly.
For a while Butters didn't know what to do, the music inside the car hadn't been turned down but he couldn't tell what was going on inside either and the car park was slowly emptying; Blue had finally managed to figure out how to make the cat plush squeak so Butters busied himself in cooing over the little boy.
Finally the passenger door opened and Kenny half stepped out,the music had been turned off; his right cheek was slightly red but he seemed relaxed, "I'm gunna take Kyle home." he informed Butters.
Nodding the smaller blond turned to leave so he could get Blue home, he knew what Kenny had said meant he wasn't invited, Butters simply wasn't one of their group, not properly.
"get in then." Kenny broke through Butters thoughts and opened the back door.
Speechless Butters helped Kenny sort out the pram, while a shaky looking Kyle moved to the passenger seat; Kenny's driving was very safe, not what Butters expected at all.
Kenny dropped Butters off first, telling the smaller blond he would be back later after he made sure Kyle was okay.
"say bye bye Blue." Butters said to the baby and Blue flapped both his arms in Kenny's direction.
Smiling Kenny waved back before driving off; Butters watched the car leave with a heavy heart, even though he knew Kenny was coming back he still felt sad.
Inside Butters lay Blue on a blanket in the living room, watching him wiggle and roll around for a while and began wondering what he should make him and Kenny for dinner.
It struck him hard that he felt like he was in a serious relationship with Kenny; staying with him all day, having him sleep round, letting him kiss his cheek and being a parent to Blue.
But, all in all, Butters didn't mind and as long as Kenny didn't say anything otherwise then the smaller blond could quite happily live his life with Kenny; unfortunately there was a voice in the back of Butters head, sounding an awful lot like his father, telling him to stop being stupid and that he had trapped Kenny in the situation.
Shaking the bad voices from his head Butters picked up the tiny baby, slipping him into his carrier he went into the kitchen; placing Blue on the kitchen counter the smaller blond made up a couple more bottles of formula before finally decided what to make for dinner.
"do ya think Kenny would like a pasta bake?" Butters asked Blue gently and set to work.
When there was a knock on the door Butters heart leapt happily, he couldn't even fight the smile, hugging Blue to him Butters practically flew to the door.
"well, that's a nice welcome." Kenny laughed happily when Butters opened the door.
Butters giggled slightly, "we made dinner." he breathed.
The skinny blond raised an eyebrow while hanging up his coat but still smiled, "smells good." he commented.
Then it happened again; Kenny planted a big kiss on Butters cheek.
The skinny blond plucked Blue from Butters frozen grip, blowing a huge raspberry on the baby's cheek, "you okay there Butters?" Kenny asked kindly.
Realising that he had been spacing out for a while, touching the warm spot on his cheek, Butters snapped back to reality and remembered the pasta bake cooking away in the oven; sorting everything out in the kitchen the smaller blond was very aware of Kenny watching him from the doorway while Blue fell asleep in his arms.
"how's Kyle?" Butters asked carefully.
"he's fine, a little tried. I think he was holding all that anger in for a long time." Kenny said with a shrug, "he normally fights with Cartman but he's just been studying too much lately."
Butters frowned slightly, feeling sorry for Kyle, "do you think him and Stan will make up?" the smaller blond asked, glancing over his shoulder to see Kenny putting a snoozing baby into the carrier.
"who knows." Kenny sighed deeply, placing a small kiss on Blue's nose, "Stan's always a dick when he's around Wendy, poor Kyle just get the brunt end." he lent on the counter, a thoughtful look on his thin face.
Finally taking the pasta bake out of the oven Butters was happy to see it had turned out nice, looking more than edible and smelling great; he kept the one question that was whirling in his head to himself.
Butters always wondered why Kyle hated Wendy so much, at first he thought it might have been because she might have beat him on tests but Kyle never got less than 99% on any test. Then he thought it might have been because Wendy was bossy and a bit snobbish but he had always been one to follow his own brain. Recently Butters had vaguely concluded that their hatred had something to do with Stan.
"smells amazing." Kenny suddenly whispered in Butters ear, his hand tight on the smaller blond's waist and so close that Butters nearly dropped the glass dish.
They ate in the living room, Butters feeling incredibly naughty, Blue slept soundly in the Moses basket while the teens watched reruns of .E.N.D.S and How I Met Your Mother until it was late.
"i'm gunna go upstairs to bed." Butters told Kenny when Family Guy finally came on the television, "nighty night Ken."
Picking up the Moses basket Butters was halfway up the stairs when he heard the television being shut off and Kenny following him.
"don't ya wanna sleep on the couch?" Butters asked softly, "you wanna sleep in my parents bed, I won't tell them." he added, wanting Kenny to be comfortable.
Kenny laughed lightly, "no, I want to sleep next to you." he stated firmly.
Butters room hadn't really changed since childhood, light blue and yellow walls, bookshelves packed with both books and toys, and wardrobe filled with 'safe' clothes.
"so cute." Kenny muttered as he looked around the room.
Blue's basket was placed on the floor by the headboard, close to the pillows so Butters could listen out for him during the night; the whole concept of sleeping next to Kenny, in his bed, made the smaller blond blush madly and his normally innocent mind fall into the gutter.
The rustle of clothes caught Butters attention and when he turned he saw Kenny in just his boxers; slightly underweight but handsome none the less Butters had to look away before something weird happened to his body.
While Kenny climbed into the bed the smaller blond quickly jumped into his soft flannel pyjamas and fuzzy bed socks; slipping under the covers and lying down Butters was instantly spooned by a very warm Kenny.
"wh-wh-what are ya doin?" Butters stuttered out but made no move to get out of Kenny's soft embrace.
"snuggling." Kenny hummed, proving his point by snuggling his nose into the back of Butters neck, inhaling happily.
Despite being warm, comfortable and happy Butters couldn't sleep, with Kenny's arm wrapped around his waist and Blue gripping his fingers still from within his basket; the smaller blond couldn't stop his mind whirling, Kenny had no real reason to stay so close to Butters.
If the skinny blond was only using Butters so he had somewhere warm to stay and hot food then he would have slept on the sofa. But everyone knew Butters was ruled by his emotions, so staying close and pretending to love him would get him anywhere as long as the smaller blond wanted to believe it.
Somewhere around three in the morning Kenny woke with a start, his panicked breath hot through Butters pyjama top and the grip on his waist tightened.
"you okay Ken?" Butters whispered in the darkness, trying to look over his shoulder.
Kenny didn't say anything, just taking deep breaths, snuggling deeper into the back of Butters neck and his hair, "you're safe." Kenny finally whispered breathlessly.
Flipping gently onto his back Butters frowned in the darkness at the other blond, " did ya have a nightmare?" he asked softly, knowing that something like that would wake him up in a panic.
Nodding Kenny buried his face in the crook of Butters neck, causing the smaller blond's body to heat up quickly, "i thought someone was hurting you. Some crazy person with wild eyes." Kenny told him.
Butters could feel Kenny's heart hammering against his own chest, but the image of Blue's real mother flashed in Butters minds eye, her own manic stare glaring at him in the darkness.
"and I couldn't protect you." Kenny breathed.
Butters just hugged Kenny tightly till the taller blond fell asleep and caused Butters to fall asleep too, now knowing that Kenny cared for him deeply.
Blue woke them up at half five in the morning, demanding to be fed, it was still quite dark outside but it wasn't as icy; in the near darkness Butters floated around the kitchen, feeding Blue, making breakfast for him and Kenny and making sure he had everything for the day.
And that is how it went for the next couple of weeks; Kenny practically lived at Butters, baby Blue grew a little more and Butters was quickly falling in deep love with the both of them.