Silver
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Butters had never been second best to Kenny. Never. And he never would be. He had told him this so many times. But the meek and mild boy had just blushed and looked away, refusing to believe it.
To Butters, he would always be second place at best. And who wouldn't think that, next to Kenny: golden god of sex and coolness?
But Kenny knew that silver was better than gold. Butters was beautiful and serene, not gaudy and bright. Silver was tougher than gold, harder to bend.
To Kenny, Butters would always take home the silver first place medal.
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I've always liked silver better…may have something to do with liking the moon more than the sun XD