I own nothing. Thank you for reading this far. This chapter will be a little shorter, but next one will be longer. I also added KennyXButters as a second pairing. Bebe won't be put into a pairing.
Mr. Butters was on the brink of falling asleep. He had stayed up late the night before with planning the class trip that the juniors (people in 11th grade) went on every year. Mr. Butters was more stressed than sleepy though; since the trip was just around the corner. Not all the Juniors had turned in their permission slips. Plus the English teacher, Mr. Tucker, hadn't confirmed if he could go on the trip or not. Mr. Butters groaned and laid his head down on his desk. In a matter of seconds, he fell into a light sleep. Kenny was particularly bored that same day. He could care less about school, all he really went to school for was Mr. Butters. Kenny couldn't deny being infatuated with the innocent and harmless guidance counselor.
Thus, Kenny bothered people in class and cussed many times to be sent out of class so he could go see Mr. Butters. Kenny had realized a while ago that when he was sent out of class, nothing really happened. He could wander around the school, and no one would stop him. So whenever he was kicked out of class, he went straight to Mr. Butter's office. Kenny swung the door open and waited for Mr. Butters to ask him why he was there. Kenny frowned when he got no response and looked at the desk to see if Mr. Butters was there. His frown turned into a gentle smile once he saw Mr. Butters fast asleep. Kenny crept up to the sleeping man and crouched down so that Mr. Butter's face was at eye level. Kenny blushed as he watched him sleep. Kenny resisted the urge to touch him but he could not resist the urge to giggle once he saw Mr. Butter's drool a bit.
As soon as Kenny giggled, Mr. Butters woke up with a jolt. He panicked and looked around the room. Once his eyes locked onto Kenny, his cheeks flushed. Mr. Butters looked away. Just looking at Kenny's face, he was reminded of what the youth said to him about a month ago. 'You turn me on. Date me.' Butters squeezed his eyes shut and his heart raced. Kenny was closest he had ever been to Mr. Butters. Kenny watched as Mr. Butters had a mini heart attack and smirked.
"What's wrong? Had a nightmare?" Kenny snorted.
"W-what are you doing here? You should be in class." Mr. Butters opened his eyes a little. Kenny sat on the desk, right in front of Mr. Butters.
"You don't want me here?" Kenny cupped Mr. Butters cheek gently and smiled down at him. Kenny marveled at the growing blush on the older man's cheeks.
"You shouldn't be here," Mr. Butters avoided the question.
"Do you want me here?" Kenny asked in a slightly annoyed tone.
Mr. Butters opened his mouth to say no, but he closed it quickly. In all honesty, he didn't want him to leave. He hated to admit, but he was head over heels for Kenny. At first Mr. Butters thought his feelings were just there because Kenny was the first person to love him in a romantic way. But as time went on, Mr. Butters found himself thinking more and more of his troublesome student.
"I want you here," The older man admitted openly. Kenny was taken aback a bit, but soon he was smirking and leaning in for a kiss.
"I know you do." Kenny said before brushing his lips against Mr. Butters.
The older man's eyes widened. After a few seconds, though, he kissed back. Kenny was pleased by his reaction and leaned forward a bit more. What Kenny saw when he looked at Mr. Butters wasn't his innocence. It was the man's habit of slacking off when no one was nearby. It was the faces he made when he was alone, the sad ones and the angry ones. The way Mr. Butters would grumble behind someone's back when they upset him. When Kenny first met Mr. Butters, he thought he was a saint. He was always smiling and treated everyone nicely. But one day, after being chew out by the principal for placing dead frogs in the girl's locker room, he noticed Mr. Butter's office door was slightly open. Kenny, curious, peered in and was surprised at what he saw. The person he thought was so perfect and was so kind to everyone, was complaining about the principal. He even heard a few cuss words. From then on, Kenny watched Mr. Butters to see who he really was. It was no surprise to Kenny when he found he had fallen for the older man.
Butters' mind buzzed with pleasure. He knew it was wrong to kiss another man who was his student, but he didn't want to stop. Kenny slipped his arms around his significant other and leaned down even more. But once he did, he slipped off the desk and fell on top of Mr. Butters and the chair he was in. In a matter of seconds, the chair tipped back and they fell to the floor. Butters was a little dazed for a bit but soon he came back to reality once he noticed he was being pinned down by Kenny. Kenny had taken advantage of the situation. He was on top of Butters and he didn't plan on getting off. Kenny kissed him once again, trying to gain entrance into Mr. Butters mouth with his tongue. While trying to do that, they were both surprised to hear the door open.
Kenny crammed himself under the desk and Mr. Butters picked up the chair. Mr. Butters tried to calm down his pounding heart, but was having a difficult. The woman who walked into the room raised an eyebrow at the jittery Mr. Butters.
"I have papers for you to sign. And I don't know what kind of drug you're on, but try not to do that at school." The woman rolled her eyes.
Mr. Butters just blushed more and signed the papers with shaking hands. Kenny smirked and rubbed the older man's thigh. Feeling the touch, Mr. Butters shivered and turned even redder. The Woman snatched the papers off the desk and mumbled about how weird Mr. Butters was. As soon as the woman was out the door, Mr. Butters glared down at Kenny.
"Idiot," he simply said. Kenny smiled, this was his favorite part of Mr. Butters. He loved that he was the only one who knew that the Mr. Butters was able to insult people.
Tweek, at the same time, was in Mr. Tucker's class. It was two weeks after the incident with Bebe. The first week people praised Tweek and the second they just said hi to him. But now they didn't talk to him anymore. Which was a very big relief. All the attention was too much pressure for him. But now everyone knew his name and respected him for what he did. He stopped being called mean names behind his back too. The only person who really still talked to him after the incident was Bebe, which was a given. She even started sitting in front of him in Mr. Tucker's class. Tweek was looking at Mr. Tucker when Bebe turned around in her seat to face Tweek. But once she realized his attention was somewhere else, she looked where he was staring too.
"Why are you staring at him? Oh yeah! I totally have to tell you about this one rumor." Bebe's voice pulled Tweek's attention to her.
"O-oh?" Tweek tilted his head.
"Yeah. Apparently, Mr. Tucker is seeing Mrs. Haylord." Mrs. Haylord was a biology teacher. Bebe went on "they were seen at a movie theater with each other two weeks ago." Tweek felt his heart sink.
"B-but Mrs. H-Haylord is m-married," Tweek's heart winced.
"Yeah, that's what surprises me too." Bebe tapped her fingers on Tweek's desk. But once Mr. Tucker called his class to attention, she turned back to her desk.
Tweek tried to pay attention in class, but he kept on thinking about what Bebe said. He frowned. Just when he fell in love for the first time, something just had to interject. Tweek was nothing against Mrs. Haylord. She was smart and very pretty, not to mention she was a woman. Tweek sighed once again.
It was after school and Tweek was waiting for his dad to come pick him up. Tweek really didn't want to walk home in the cold. Tweek had spent a lot of time thinking about the rumor, and he decided it must be untrue. He had no way to prove it wrong, but he also had no proof that it was true. So Tweek decided to go with what he hoped. Tweek decided to go find Mr. Tucker to ask him about it. He knew it was the only way to get the truth and if Mr. Tucker lied to him, he would be completely fine with that. As Tweek turned to go up the stairs, he saw Mrs. Haylord and Mr. Tucker standing next to each other. Tweek hid around the corner to watch what they were doing.
"You wanna go out again? I liked what we did last time. It was a lot better than the restaurant." Mrs. Haylord crossed her arms.
"Oh? Are you being ignored by your husband again?" Mr. Tucker liked to tease his sister about her husband. He was a busy man that only thought of work and his wife.
"No." Mrs. Haylord blushed.
"Are you sure Ruby? You only seek comfort when you're truly lonely. It's even more desperate when you come to me of all people." Craig teased his sister a little more. Tweek flinched when he heard him say her first name.
"Shut up, you bastard. You should be happy that I want to go with you," She smirked.
"I would be very honored to spend time with a Neanderthal," Craig smirked right back.
"You're lucky I love you, if I didn't I wouldn't such a comment go by free." Ruby's nostrils flared.
"I love you too, my sweet l…" Tweek had enough of what he was hearing and he ran to the front door.
Once he was home, Tweek locked himself in his room and only came out to get more coffee. Tweek didn't want his parents to see him cry. That lead to them asking him why he was, and Tweek has a rule where if he lies he can't have any coffee for a day. And telling his parents would be too much pressure.
My shortest one yet, but I'm leaving the good stuff for the next chapter. Oh dramatic irony, what would I do without you? Tell me what you think so far, I also enjoy constructive criticism. And again, thanks for reading this.