Wooo! 7th day! And it's a Bunny fic!

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7th December

Mr and Mrs Stotch had bought their son something to entertain him. This was because the boy was becoming more and more excited for Christmas to arrive. It was beginning to get on his parents nerves.

So, they had bought their son, Butters, a gingerbread house set.

Butters had cleaned his hands and placed all the required materials on the bench. Then he began. He placed all four walls up, holding them together with cream, before carefully placing the roof on top. Then he added all the small details he could think of, like candy cane trees and snow on the house and ground.

Butters thought he did a fine job. It was a glorious house, one that any gingerbread family would be proud to live in. There was even enough room in their backyard for a little gingerbread dog.

There was then a knock on the door. Not the door of the gingerbread house, of course, but a knock on the door of his actual house. He had to go answer it as his parents had left him home alone for the night. He peeped through the peek hole. He had to make sure it wasn't a stranger, because Butters parents had always told him never to talk to strangers.

However, it was not a stranger. It was a boy in an orange parka with the hood pulled tight against the cold. Resident poor boy Kenny McCormick.

He let the other blonde boy in, where he pulled down his hood and gave Butters a cheeky grin. Kenny always had some form of mischief planned and tonight was no exception. He had walked past Butters window on the way home, and saw that glorious gingerbread house he was so proud of.

Without waiting for Butters to direct him to a room, he walked to the kitchen. He approached the gingerbread house, his arms beginning to go into an almost T-rex shaped stance, and stood before it. He then proceeded to roar, like what he imagined a dinosaur would sound like, and shoved his face into the house, killing the entire gingerbread family that may have lived there.

Kenny knew his acting out of Godzilla could go two ways. Either Butters would cry about his house being destroyed, hate Kenny for a few days, before he forgave him. Or, Butters could find it amusing, where Kenny would get to hear his musical laugh. Either way, Kenny didn't mind. He just wanted a reaction towards him from his crush.

Luckily it was the second option, and Butters stood at the doorway giggling about the poor boys antics. Butters could harbour no bad feelings towards Kenny. Kenny had always shown him kindness and would still play with him when the other kids wouldn't. To be honest, Butters sort of like liked Kenny.

He approached the orange wearing boy and leaned towards his face. Kenny was quite taken abck, but chose to stand still to see how things would play out. Butters poked out and licked at the other boys check.

"You had some cream on your face, Kenny" was all that was said before Kenny connected their lips in a gingerbread flavoured kiss.

I don't think Butters will be annoying his parents anymore

You know what I'd completely forgotten to write about in these drabbles? Mistletoe! How could I forget such a Christmassy/romantic topic? Ahahaha.

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