Kenny and Butters were sitting in Butters house again. The rain was coming down really hard. Butters was holding a cup of hot coco in his hand. Kenny was stirring his gently. He blew into it, to try and cool it off. Butters gave a sigh.
"Kenny?" he asked softly.
"Butters?" Kenny asked as he continued blowing.
"Do you think that when it rains, God is crying?" he asked. "I mean, I know there's a logical scientific explanation, but…, you know? Maybe that was a dumb question to ask." He muttered.
"I believe that when it rains God's crying." Kenny said softly. "When he brings storms, he's really mad at us for doing whatever we did wrong." he muttered as he blew on his coco.
"I don't think you did anything wrong." Butters muttered. "I wish you wouldn't die all the time." He muttered. "But it's really special when we hang out, just the two of us. I like feeling safe with you, in the rain, Kenny." He said smiling.
Kenny felt a nervous feeling in his stomach as he took a sip of his coco. Butters and Kenny sat drinking the beverage in silence.