Kenny POV

I laughed, looking down at the blonde beneath me, who to my surprise, was also smiling.

"Oh, hey guys!" I welcomed warmly. "Whats up?"

At first, neither one of them replied. I laughed again and sat up, grabbing my blondes hand and glancing down at the beautiful eyes starring back at me.

"Who's the girl?" Kyle managed to choke out, still utterly confused by the whole situation.

I tried to contain my laughter as Stan and Kyle stared at us. "You remember that girl who moved here in 4th grade? The one who 'moved away' shortly after the girls big slumber party?" I asked, unable to remove the smile glued to my face.

They continued to stare blankly as they slowly shook their heads. My blonde partner brought their free hand to their mouth to keep them from laughing, I closed my eyes as I attempted the same.

"Does the name Majorine, ring a bell?"

Again there was no response, just the continuous, blank stare from the confused couple.

"Where's Butters?" Kyle asked finally, not understanding what we thought was so funny.

At that second, neither one of us could hold it in any longer. "Wow you guys are dense." My blonde said, smiling up at me. "Should we just show them?"

I nodded, placing my hand on their head and removing the clips from my boyfriends hair, letting it all fall back over his eyes.

"Oh..." Stan said, unable to think of anything else to say. "Now I remember."

"Kenny...really?" Kyle said soon after Stan finished, resting his hand on his hip. "Why did you dress Butters up as a girl?"

I smiled and squeezed Butters hand, he smiled sheepishly back at me before responding.

"His parents are like my dad, Kyle." Butters said shyly.

I was shocked by his sudden change from his happy attitude to his shy one, but thought it better to not mention it.

Kyle sighed and looked away. "Oh..."

The room went silent for a few minutes before Stan spoke up. "Okay, well we don't really have all day to sit here and stare at the happy couple. As happy as we are for you two, we have some bad news..."

Stan glanced at Kyle, nodding his head in that same 'mind reading' way they always had. Kyle reached in his pocket and slowly pulled out a small blue card, walking towards me. Kyle placed it in my hands and turned back to Stan, reconnecting their hands.

"What's this?" I asked, looking up at them. "It looks like an SD card to a camera or a cell phone."

"Its a video." Stan and Kyle said in unison, turning to each other and shaking their heads. "It's probably better if we just show you, rather than tell you."

I looked at Butters, who by now had just taken in the whole situation and had moved back to being his shy-self.

He shrugged and tightened his grip on my hand. "W-Well then lets go have look."

"Yeah." I agreed, standing to my feet and helping Butters up. "Lets go, my computer is upstairs."

Stan and Kyle waited for Butters and me to approach the stairs first, then soon followed us up the and into my bed room. I let go of Butters hand and moved towards my old desk, where my laptop was sitting, contrasting with every other poor-ass thing I had sitting around in my room.

"Kenny, how did you afford a brand new laptop?" Kyle asked suspiciously, peeking over my shoulder on one side, Stan peering over the other.

"I needed a way to get in touch with Butters, without his dad knowing." I replied bluntly, typing in my password. "I did a few things I'm not exactly proud of...and with my part time job I managed to afford it."

"O-Oh." Kyle said, feeling a bit embarrassed to have asked such a question. "That's nice..."

I glanced away from the screen as Windows loaded up. I turned around to face Butters, who was on my bed changing into his jeans and out of his dress.

I smiled and returned to the now fully loaded screen before me, popping in the blue card and watching as the files popped up in the window.

"Cartman's Butters Time?" I asked outloud, hovering the mouse over one of the many files on the card. "'Playboy Blackmail Files?' 'Jewboy Love Sensation?' What the hell is this?"

"Jewboy who's a what?" Kyle shouted, pushing me over and clicking on the file, in which turned out to consist of five video files. "Kyle!" Stan said, grabbing his boyfriend by the waist and pulling him away from my laptop. With a few seconds of this, Kyle had calmed down.

"I...guess click the one that sais Playboy Blackmail Files..." Stan said, putting his arm around Kyle. "That one sounds familiar, I think its the one Cartman showed us."

Butters soon approached my side as he squatted on his knees and began to watch the video with us.

"You can sit with me Butters, don't sit on the floor." I smiled, patting my knee for him. He blushed and stood up, sitting lightly on my knee.

I clicked the 'OK' button and sighed, watching the loading screen pop up. I noticed Stan and Kyle sigh from behind us, stepping back a few feet and sitting on my bed. I shook my head and smiled, preparing myself for whatever was to come.