Kenny was sitting in his art class with Butters. He was actually a very good artist, and Butters was at the top of there class. So, Kenny and Butters pretty much decided that they drew the best out of all of them. He was working on drawing a picture of Butters. He was trying to draw people, and Butters was right beside him every class. So, it was just what happened. Butters, of course, was drawing Kenny, surrounded by rainbows. But for a totally different reason. Kenny felt an alarm in his gut, and knew that the question of the day was coming. It wasn't really a question of the day, because they sometimes went without speaking to each other for weeks.
"Kenny?" Butters asked. Right on queue.
"Butters?" Kenny asked as he drew the boy's facial features.
"Is Karma real?" he asked.
"Yes." Kenny said without hesitation. "Karma is based on the treat others the way you want to be treated, concept." Kenny said softly. "If you treat people nicely, they will treat you nice, too. If you treat someone badly, chances are, they'll treat you badly too." He explained.
"But I never treat anyone bad." Butters moaned. "And my parents and all the kids at school are all always mean to me." he muttered.
"And because they're mean to you, Butters, they're going to get hurt in some other way. It doesn't have to be you being mean back. Just let God have it all." Kenny said squeezing the boy's shoulder.
"Maybe, when you see how nice I am to you, Yu and I will be friends." Butters wished.
"Oh, fucking bullshit." Kenny muttered. "You and I are already friends, Butters!" he said a little too loudly.
They worked on the drawings for the next hour. They didn't speak during the rest of the time. They went out and ate lunch in Kenny's car, and didn't speak there, either.