Vine - Carpooling Probz!, Thomas Sanders

Kenny loved having a car. He loved being able to just get up and go whenever he wanted. Sure, it was a piece of shit junker, but it was his and that was what mattered. On top of that, it was spacious as fuck, perfect for long trips with his boyfriends. Yep, boyfriends. Plural. Two of the cutest, sweetest, most badass people Kenny had ever met in his life.

He glanced beside him at Butters, napping in the passenger seat. The other was pretty small for a guy, but he was so fiery and passionate about everything he did, he forced people to recognize him as the larger-than-life force he was. His soft, sunflower yellow hair reflected the sun that streamed through the window. Though hidden at the moment behind thick lashes, Butters' eyes were the most beautiful shade blue Kenny had ever seen. They were as clear and bright as the sky on a cloudless day in the middle of summer. Damn, he was smitten. Not that his darling Butters was the only one near and dear to his heart.

Looking into the rear-view mirror, the smile that had been threatening to take over his features finally did so as he took in the face of his other boyfriend, Scott Malkinson. The diabetic boy was unlike anyone else Kenny had ever met. He was very similar to Butters, but with a sort of edge. While Butters had grown into the strong person he was now after making it through hardship, something Kenny felt honored to have been with him for every step of the way, Scott had always had a sense of strength around him. He didn't put up with any of the bullshit people tried to push on him. He wouldn't simply roll over and be kicked while down. He snapped back, not hesitating to defend himself. Not to mention, he was incredibly attractive with his curly brown locks, shinny green eyes, and the splash of freckles across his nose. And that lisp? Lord help him, Kenny swooned for it.

Now out of school, Butters and Scott in their first year of college with Kenny choosing to enter the work force directly, they didn't have as much time to just go on driving adventures anymore. They had all moved in together in Denver when the two had gotten into the University, not wanting to be apart for any length of time if they didn't need to be. Kenny had no real complaints, other than disliking the pressure put on his lovers by both the school and their parents. Didn't those adults understand how hard Butters and Scott where working? Apparently not.

However, that exact reason was what had lead them to the drive they were on today. Knowing neither had any upcoming projects or pressing homework assignments to get done, Kenny had woken the two at five in the morning and herded them into his car. They'd sleepily asked what was going on, but he'd only smiled and shaken his head.

"No spoilers," he had told them softly. "Get some more sleep, you'll see soon." Which brought them to now, Kenny gentle applying the breaks to slow the car to a stop with minimal jolting. Once the engine was off and the key removed, he shook them both awake with a smile.

"Morning, my darlings," he cooed. "I hate to disturb your beauty rest, but we've arrived."

Sitting up, Butters and Scott looked out around them and gasped. The car was parked on the shoulder of a back road, and surrounding them was nothing but the open country, the plains stretching off into the distance. But even more than that, were the thousands upon thousands of wildflowers that sprouted up every where.

Opening the doors and stepping out, the two shook themselves and rubbed their eyes to help wake them up as Kenny removed a few blankets from the trunk, strolling past them and into the grassy expansion.

"Come on now, lovies," he teased, winking back over his shoulder at them. "I want to enjoy this beautiful day with you."

Grinning at one another, Butters and Scott joined hands, then rushed after the tallest of their group. Kenny was a romantic, and that always meant that an outing he planned specially for them always ended up a great experience.

Hours later, after laying in the grass, weaving flower crows, talking, and eating the lunch Kenny had brought along, it was time to head back. They worked their way through the field, discussing one thing and another, ending up on the subject of Kenny's car and wanting to drive. Kenny was hesitant to let anyone else drive it, not because he didn't trust them, but because it needed so many very specific kinds of touches, he didn't know where to begin explaining. As such, when they neared the car, he jokingly called out, "I'm driving!" Unseen by him or Scott, who was walking beside him with the blankets folded in his arms, Butters stopped to investigate something he saw laying in the dirt.

"Shot gun!" he chirped brightly, making Scott groan in pretend annoyance. Having reached the car, the two began to turn to face him.

"Aw, but you had it on the way here-" Catching sight of what Butters was holding, Scott and Kenny leapt back a few feet, the things in their arms dropping to the ground as they yelled, "Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

Giggling, Butters shook his head. "No, I found a shot gun," he said, holding up the weapon in his hands. His eyes glinted slightly with his next words. "And I want the front seat." He cocked the gun, a bullet loudly clicking into place.

The pair recognized the look and slowly nodded, still holding out their hands.

"Sure thing, Lee," Scott answered calmly, his lisp making his words sound more nervous than he was. Not to say he wasn't a bit nervous, but not as badly as he would have been. The pair had long ago discovered that something about Butters wasn't quiet... normal. They never knew what would set him off or when, but it usually ended up being a weapon of some kind. Butters' eyes would change, and he grew darker. The only way to help him get back was to coax the weapon from him.

They assumed it had something to do with the massive amounts of abuse Butters still refused to admit had been abuse growing up. Whenever Butters felt powerful, his first instinct was to hurt someone else, usually someone he loved because that was what he had been taught, in a way. They didn't love him any less for it, and worked hard to help him though he refused to admit a problem.

As such, Kenny very, very slowly inched towards the gun wielding teen, both hands up and visible. He casually maneuvered himself between Butters and Scott, not because he thought Butters would fire on him, but because it was impossible to know if the gun would misfire on it's own. It sounded like their was only one bullet, and Kenny would be damn sure it hit him before either of his boyfriends.

The fear that they had felt the first time the situation had arisen had long since been extinguished. Butters fought the urge to hurt them, knowing it was wrong deep inside of him, and not wanting to do it, and they had had a lot of practice in deescalation. As such, with very practiced, but careful, movements, Kenny slipped the shot gun from Butters' hold, taking his hand in his.

They had found that, if they could get close, nothing helped ground Butters better than gentle physical contact. Running full tilt and tackling him to the ground was just about the worst thing they could do, as it not only agitated him, but greatly increased the likelihood of someone getting injured.

With the gun safely out of the way, and Butters returning to himself, Scott moved closer and pressed a soft kiss to his cheeks and forehead, taking the weapon from Kenny and carrying it to the car, storing it in the trunk as Kenny got Butters into the car.

Once they were all in and buckled, the momentary tenseness from the situation melted away, leaving them back to their normal, happy selves as Kenny turned on the car and began to drive them back to the city.

Hmm. It's weird this is probably the longest chapter I've written, but also the strangest. When I thought of doing this vine, Scott wasn't even here, and the entire ending with Butters didn't exist, but the story took on a mind of it's own I guess and decided that's how it wanted to be written.

If you have a suggestion of a vine, please feel free to send it, and if you have specific characters you want the story to be, I'll try to us them! Try to give me either a link to a specific vine, or the creator and the vine so I can find it!