Hey everyone! I am pretty stumped about what is exactly going to happen in this story myself. I guess it will come to me. Anyways, I have not done a Butters central chapter in a while so I guess this will be the chapter. Enjoy this chapter!

Chapter 11

Thursday...

Today was the day. Butters woke up early to get to Cartman's house. Surprisingly, Butters was quite joyous despite the situation: he actually wanted Cartman to meet with Kyle. He snuck to his bathroom and did his usual morning routine: brushing his teeth; combing his tuft of blonde hair and getting dressed. He hummed his tune was he squirted some baby lotion onto his face.

"Lu lu lu I've got some apples. Lu lu lu you've got some too..."

All of a sudden, pink fluffy unicorns blasted from his phone. Butters sighed as he answered it.

"Hey Eric, what is it?"

"Get your skinny ass here. You need to keep an eye on hippy for me," Cartman demanded," my mom is taking he out and she said she would drop me off of Starks Pond just in time to meet Kahl. She is going out to her new boyfriend's apartment anyways so she just thinks I'm staying at the Jew house."

Butters eyes lit up like a spark of fireworks set off. He could sort things out without Eric in the way. Perfect. "Ok, I'll be there soon."

"Good." With that the call ended and Butters nearly squealed with delight. His steps were more bouncy and flamboyant than usual as he tied his shoe laces and slipped on his baby blue hoodie. He was so happy, wait more than happy. Ecstatic more like. Butters held his head up high when he walked a couple of blocks to Cartman's house. He timidly tapped on the door and literally 5 seconds later, Cartman answered and practically dragged him inside.

"Took you long enough, "Cartman rolled his eyes, "my mom is in the garage so I gotta go now. Do not free Stan in ANY way. If you are having a tea party or some shit like that when I come back, Stan will be hurt even more than he already is."

"Wait, you hurt him!" Butters hissed as he glared at Cartman," are you insane?"

"What? He'll be away soon so it's not my problem," Cartman bit back,"anyways I need to go now." Cartman spun around and walked out the front door. Butters stayed still until he was absolutely certain he was gone. Once the coast was clear, Butters walked down to see Stan. He switched on the light and approached down the stairs.

"Stan. It's me, Butters" he spoke with a gentle quiver, "are you awake buddy?"

"mmph," Stan mumbled weakly as he looked up to see Butters come closer to him. Butters noticed the tears still in his eyes and gasped at how much pain Eric caused him. Butters kneeled in front of Stan, "want me to take the tape off. I'll have to put it back on later though."

Stan simply nodded his head and Butters gently peeled it away from his lips.

"What did Eric do?" Butters asked concerned.

"I-I-I think he broke my right arm," Stan croaked, still sniffling, "it hurts so bad Butters." He teared up: he might as well tell Butters his feelings. "I'm so scared. I know bad shit happens here but I never thought anything could get to this extreme. I wish it was a nightmare, that I will wake up in my comfy bed with my dog and everything will be okay. But it's not: this is reality." Stan stared at Butters with sadness and despair in his expression.

"Don't worry bud, this is all going to end soon," Butters smiled as he caressed Stan's tear-stained cheek.

"W-w-wait, are you gonna kill me," Stan stuttered, eyes widening with fear.

"No, no , you took that the wrong way. I mean I'm going to get you out of here and Eric in jail," Butters explained, "ya see, all this time I had a plan. I knew that Eric was going to meet up with Kyle no matter what happened since he wants to rub your suffering in his face. While he is out, I planned on ringing the police to tell them everything."

Stan sat there, shocked, "So I still don't understand why you didn't tell me this sooner. I thought I was gonna be sold for Christ sake!"

"Oh, I didn't know that was going to happen," Butters confessed, "that was a surprise to me too."

"So that's what you are going to do. That's lovely but I'm still mentally scarred. Thank you asshat," Stan spat with venom," also, my arm is broken so I am bound to be beyond pissed."

"I'm honestly so sorry Stan but Eric was gonna do this even without me. If I wasn't here, you would be on your way to New York."

Stan was taken aback, "I guess- I guess you are right. So the police will come and rescue me and arrest Cartman and I get to go home?"

"Yes that's the plan."

Stan's heart began to pound with excitement, "thank you," he whispered.

"There's one more thing, "Butters stated," you can't tell anyone I helped otherwise Eric would manipulate it and make it out it was only me who done this. You would more than likely be taken again but he will act more hastily to get you out of South Park."

Stan nodded in agreement, "so are you going to call the police?"

"Eric might come home early so I'll go home to do it. I need to put the tape back on Stan. Sorry in advance."

Stan seemed pretty disappointed but nodded his head again, "I understand."

Butters sighed as he taped his mouth again," see you later dude."

Stan tried to move his hand out of instinct but winced at the pain as the rope dug into his injured arm. Butters patted his shoulder and left the basement. He locked the door and ran to his house as fast as he could.

He panted as he flopped onto his head and dialled the emergency services.

"911 what is your emergency?" the operator spoke.

"Hello, I think I know where Stan Marsh is."

Author's notes: That chapter took so long you don't understand 0-0 Anyways, please leave reviews because that is what I look forward to reading the most. Next chapter will be Cartman and Kyle. Thank you so much for all your support and I'll see you guys later.