Kyle's POV

Beep- Beep- Beep-

Ugh… Alarm… Must've forgotten to turn it off my phone. I groan as I try to reach for my phone, but I can't really move, something's weighing me down. What is that?

I struggle to open my eyes, using my one free arm to rub my eyes open. I see an arm over me and on my chest along with a warm feeling pressed onto my back. It doesn't take long for me to realize that Stan is moved closer to me in his sleep and he's now spooning me.

I guess I shouldn't be surprised, I remember that Stan loves taking up the bed when we had sleepovers but now it's different. We aren't a couple of kids anymore and this shouldn't make me feel like I'm trapped in a tight bundle of nerves. My skin is covered in sweat and my heart's beating faster than it did the night at his apartment, it's beating so hard I feel like it's trying to bruise my ribcage.

I try again and successfully pry myself away. I turn off my alarm and pull myself out of bed, I rub my eyes and let down out a small yawn. I hear Stan groaning and he seems to be looking for something. I leave him to sleep in and get ready for the day.

I notice that the bathroom door is locked so I knock on the door. "Hey, who's in there? You gonna be long?"

Immediately I start hearing frantic fumbling and movement before the door is unlocked and it would have hit me straight in the face if I didn't react and step back. Charlie steps out, looking a little discouraged and preoccupied as she rearranges her shirt, "Morning Kyle, sorry for taking up the bathroom." With that, she walks away. Her behavior confuses me but I'll ask her after I get cleaned up.

Afterwards, I see Charlie and Charlotte sitting at the table with Tweek slaving in the kitchen and Sue as his helper. "Good morning Kyle." Charlotte greets with a wave and a tired smile, she looks a little green.

"Morning." I greet her. "Are you OK, Charlotte?"

"I've had a little morning sickness but nothing to worry about, it's already much better than I was back home. I think the vacation mood is helping."

Sue and Tweek soon appear by the doorway with Tweek carrying a small fruit salad and a cup of ginger tea. "Either way, you better not eat so much." Tweek comments as he presents the food, "Here, can you take this?"

Charlotte nods as she takes her breakfast. "Of course. Thank you, Tweek."

"I gotta say, Tweek." Sue compliments, "Your Culinary Arts courses are doing you well."

"Y-you're just saying that because I made s-strawberry shortcake."

Sue winks playfully as she sticks out her tongue, "Caught me."

We laugh at their interaction before Tweek and Sue go back into the kitchen to make sure said pastries don't turn into charcoal pieces. Charlotte seems content as she rubs her bump lovingly, she probably feels better now that she's drinking her ginger tea, I heard that it's supposed to help with morning sickness after all.

I soon pull something tugging my shirt, it's Charlie. She looks down as I hear her ask softly, "Hey Kyle, can I talk to you for a bit? In private?"

I take the hint and pull her outside into the yard, and away from earshot. "What's up?"

"Kyle, how were Kenny and Bebe like in high school?"

I eye Charlie puzzled, why is she suddenly asking about this? "If this is about what Wendy said…"

She shakes her head so quickly that she'll probably have vertigo. "I don't give a damn about what that bitch has to say." She says sharply before softening her voice. "I just wanna know what they were like…"

"They were like high school sweethearts, they were pretty close and Kenny acted like the perfect boyfriend with what little he had. Bebe was the last person Kenny gave his heart to before you." I make sure to add with emphasis. "He never explicitly said it but I can tell he thinks the world of you."

"The last person…" She mutters under her breath with a solemn look. "How many people has Kenny been with? Like how he was with Bebe."

I look Charlie in the eye and I'm starting to get worried about what I'm noticing. Her brown eyes are wavering, unfocused, like she wants the truth but she's scared of what she'll hear. I figure I'd give her some answer that she might want to hear, but our friendship is based on honesty and trust.

I can't lie to her.

"Honestly, I've only seen him look at someone like that a few times. Besides you and Bebe, there's a girl called Kelly who was in our dance group and a girl from South Park called Tammy Warner."

Charlie looks absolutely torn right now, her shoulders shaking as she keeps her face hidden but I can hear her snuffles. I didn't know that I could feel worse than I did when I saw Charlie get taken, the worst part is that I did this.

"Look, it doesn't matter who he was with." I let her rest her head on my chest and pet the back of her head, saying this as reassuring as I can. "Like I said, he likes you."

"Yeah… yeah, I'm sorry." She lifts her head off my chest and wipes off any tears trying to come out. "I'm not doubting Kenny's feelings or loyalty. I just got a lot on my mind right now."

I ruffle her hair a little, kinda like how Stan did last night. I'm pretty sure I reacted the same way she did, annoyed but amused. She joins the other with a smile to show that she's OK as she joins their conversations.

"Kyle, c-can you do us a favor and get the others? Breakfast is almost done."

I nod as I head to the room Ike's in. He's still sleeping, how cute. I pull the sheet from right under him, pulling him pull down crashing onto the floor. He groans in pain as he breaks free from his blanket cocoon.

"Good morning, little brother."

"Oww couldn't you have woken me up like a normal person?"

"Hey, you wanted some brotherly bonding time." I shrug with a huge grin on my face, nothing like a little petty revenge to start the day. "Besides, why waste my energy on a wakeup call when the floor does a better job?"

"Man, fuck you." He glares.

"First of all, that's incest. Second, I'm not a 16 year old girl named Karen McCormick."

"Why did I even bother telling you?"

"You can keep asking yourself that after breakfast. We're supposed to be hiking near one of the volcano sites today."

"Fine." Ike walks out to the bathroom, grumbling something about getting me back for this.

Eh, I'll worry about that later. I walk over to my room to wake Stan up when I hear voices on the other side of the door.

"Who the fuck do you think we are?! We can't change it last minute!" Is that Kenny's voice?

"I can't believe you thought about telling Cartman out all people!" And Stan?

"Geez, he was your manager. I thought he could help." Butter?!

"Guys seriouslah, it'll work. I hate him but we're gonna need Kahl to do this." Him too?!

Once I hear my word being mentioned, I decide to go in and get some answers. "What are you up to, fatass?"

Everyone in the room looks at me like deer caught in front of a headlight, "Kyle!?" Stan yelps in shock.

"What's going on here?" I ask again.

"Great, the Jew's here." Cartman says "Butters, ask him for your help."

Butters looks at him perplexed "Huh?"

"Stop bossing Butters around." Kenny hisses "This wasn't his plan."

"Shut up, Kinny!"

The two of them start arguing and it's giving me a headache, I need answers. "Will someone please tell me what the hell is going on?!" I just explode.

The room falls into silence as they look at each other, trying to figure out what to do. Stan breaks the silence first, "Well, who wants to say it?"

Butters takes a deep breath and steps forward, "Kyle, there was another reason I asked you guys to come. I asked Kenny and Stan to help me surprise Charlotte. I wanted to give her a better proposal than a simple drop on the knee so I brought a ring with some of the money I've saved." He explains as he pulls out a small velvet box, inside the box is a simple silver ring with stylish engravings on the side, "I'm planning to-"

"Butter's original plan was to dance like a fag, but I improved it with mah idea." Cartman cuts him off rudely, looking so smug about it too. God, why didn't I throw him off the plane after takeoff?

"If you call turning a nice dance by the seaside into a rock concert an improvement." Kenny spits. I take a moment to imagine it and I'm not gonna lie, it seems pretty cool.

Almost like magic, Stan seems to have read my thoughts and remarks, "I'm not gonna lie, it sounded cool to me at first too."

Kenny groans as he hands me a piece of paper, "Look at the song Cartman wants us to perform at the restaurant tonight."

I take the sheet music and take a look at it, it's 'Burning Love' by Wynonna Judd. The first thing I notice is the notes and how complex they are, all I can say is "…Wow."

"Yeah, wow." Kenny cross his arms and starts. "Way too difficult to prepare for in 12 hours and way too complex for Butters' vocal range."

"Butters can sing this." Cartman dismisses, "You love her enough to do that, right?"

"Are you kidding me? This is Butters' gift for Charlotte. Not your personal stage."

"But fellas, Eric said Charlotte would love it." Butter speaks up, fidgeting his fists nervously against each other like when we were kids. "My idea wasn't good enough to impress her."

"Butters, she loves you and she's carrying your child." Kenny reassures, "You don't need to impress her with glam rock."

"Aww geez, I-I just wanna make this special for her." Butters sighs.

"And I thought we were his friends." Cartman accuses, turning the barrel onto us. "Don't you think that she deserves more?"

"Yeah." Oh no, Butters. Please don't fall for it. "Kenny, Stan. I thought you wanna help me."

"We do, Butters. But this…" Butters just looks at Kenny with this pleading look and I can see the confliction on Kenny's face. Kenny sighs and finally gives in. "Fine, we'll do it."

"WHAT?!" Stan and I whisper-shout.

"Butters is counting on us to help him and if he thinks that's the best way then… we'll start practicing right away."

Cartman somehow manages to find a place for us to practice, filled with functioning equipment and everything. We tell everyone else that we had something to do and we convince them to go without us, I can tell that everyone's suspicious about what we're doing but they go along with it.

I hope we can at least play this song by lunch, I haven't really played the bass since I've learned how to play the piano in 6th grade.

Just like Kenny and Stan said, the song is too difficult for us for us to perfect in just a few hours and Butters sounds nowhere like Wynonna Judd, nor does we sound any good. We keep going at it until we have to stop practicing to join the others for lunch at a buffet restaurant. We're only 6 hours away before we have to do this in front of everyone, there is no way we can do this. This is a disaster.

"Guys, we've been practicing for 3 hours now and there is no way that Butters can hit those notes." Stan groans as he gets some extra fish on his plate.

"I can't believe you let him walk all over us like that!" I chide, "I can't believe you're taking Cartman's side."

"You think I want this?" Kenny growls. "Butters believes that Cartman has his best interest in heart and you just don't like the idea of listening to him." Is he turning this on me?

"This has nothing to do with my hatred towards Cartman." I defend as I notice Butters by himself. "I'm gonna try to convince Butters to do otherwise."

I walk over to him and call, "Butters!"

"Heya, Kyle." Butters smiles innocently. "What's wrong?"

"I need to talk to you about your surprise, we can't pull this off by tonight."

His smile drops into a concerned frown. "I thought you wanted to help."

"I want to help, but I'm also looking out for my friend." I make sure to articulate before stating my case. "I know you think Cartman is doing this out of the kindness of his heart but his heart is a dark, cold organ probably filled with cholesterol. He doesn't do things to be kind."

"Maybe he's changed after all those years away from South Park, you haven't even given him a chance." I almost want to slap myself, how can anyone still trust Cartman like Butters does?

"Butters, Stan has worked with him and even he can vouch that I'm right." I urge him. "I even heard him mention about letting Stan sing your part too."

"Even if he's doing it for himself, what does it matter? The whole point of this show was to show Charlotte how much I love her and this song will show that power and passion-"

"How is making Stan sing showing your love?!"

"Shut up, you don't know anything about romance Kahl." Somehow that fatass sneaks up behind us and snarls, "Last I check, you haven't loved anyone since Vivi." I stiffen at the name, much to Cartman's delight. "What did your last letter say again? 'You showed me light at my darkest hour, I'll love you forever.'? I thought you kept your promises, Jew."

I block out whatever he said to Butters next, my blood feels cold and I feel myself wincing at the horrible memory that Cartman dug up. I hate that. I hate it so much that it's using it against me like that.

"I hope your fiancé likes your little light show, but you can find yourself another bass player." I say coldly to them as I walk out of the restaurant, I'm not gonna let him see that he got to me. I'm not giving him the satisfaction.

Stan's POV

I watch Kyle pull Butters away to a corner, hopefully he can convince Butters out of Cartman's plan. I just don't get what he has to gain out of it. Is it that he wants to humiliate Butters? No…this would have been an awesome idea if it was anyone else. I don't get it.

I snap out of my thoughts when Tweek approaches me at the fruits table, "Stan, I need help."

"Sure, Tweek. What's up?"

"OK, so you've had dated around before Wendy, right?

"You mean during our stupid off-again breaks? Yeah, I dated some girls during then just like how she dated other guys."

Tweek's face turns a little red as he stammers, "So… h-how do y-you get a girl?"

Wow, he must really want to be with Sue. "There are better ways to ask for dating advice, you know. Sue's still single, you just need to hint that you're interested and boom, match made." I say with a few hand gestures to show.

"That's the thing." He looks to me and says. "I don't want her to make the first move, I wanna do it this time. I wanna sweep her off her feet."

"No offense, man but I've seen your moves and you're gonna have to really impress her to do that."

"That's why I'm asking for your help, you know how girls work and Kenny's ways were one-night-funs before Charlie and even then Charlie was the one who really asked him out."

"Well, everyone knows a sure way to someone's heart is through their appetite. Plus, Sue's a huge foodie, she is from San Francisco and all."

"I've been delivering Strawberry shortcakes for her, I even baked some for her for breakfast."

"Yeah, that's good and all but even I can do that. That doesn't really scream 'You mean a lot to me'." I point out. "You gotta really put in the extra effort."

He ponders for a while before his face lights up, I think he has an idea. "OK, thanks Stan." He says as he takes a big bowl of strawberries. Do I even need to guess who that's for?

As I walk back to our table, I notice Kyle stomping out of the restaurant with Butters looking worried and Cartman rolling his eyes. What happened to him? Kenny seems to notice this too because his face darkens tremendously as he goes over to them.

"Kenny what's wrong?" I ask as I follow him.

"You piece of shit!" "You brought her up again, did you?"

"What happened?" I ask again, clueless and hoping for answers.

Kenny ignores my questions and continues to chew Cartman out, "I saw that look on Kyle's face. I haven't seen that look in years! There's a reason we don't say that name!" Kenny growls with so much anger, he looks like he's actually considering murdering Eric Cartman

"Kenny." I step between the two of them, hoping that it's enough to stop Kenny from actually acting on his rage. "As much as I love kicking Cartman's ass, what the fuck happened?"

"I thought you were his best friend, I figured you'd know that he got his heart played." Cartman jeers at my supposed ignorance.

"Shut the fuck up." Kenny explodes, I'm now physically holding him back from ripping that fatass's throat out.

"Actually, I do know. Kyle told me and if you pea-sized brain remembered, I gave you a pretty nice black eye for that." I remind Cartman. "So for the third fucking time, what happened?"

"Cartman must've mentioned Vivi in front of Kyle and well, you saw the result." Kenny stops thrashing but doesn't let go of the sharp tone in his voice. "It's one of the biggest reasons we stopped hanging out with him and why we practically erased her from our memories."

This is what happens when they mention her? No wonder they act like she never existed, how much did it hurt Kyle to tell me about it that night? I feel Kenny's angers now coursing through me as I pull Cartman to a side with Butters calming Kenny down.

"You are really pushing my limits, Cartman."

"We have bigger things to worrieh about. Kahl ditched us, now how are you gonna perform?"

"Are you kidding me? You broke Kyle and you're worried about that!? And stop saying it like it's a gig, it's not. It's us helping our friend."

"Look, Stan. We just need to do this. Butters will have his faggy little love song and we have a video we can send to record companies. They want some more recent work and I can get you signed up with one of them."

"Is this why you hijacked Butters' gift for Charlotte?" I look at him at disbelief but that this point it shouldn't have been a shock, "I knew it. I should've known you'd pull some shit like this."

"Don't you get it, Stan? It always gets more attention if there's some stupid ass meaning behind it and the people love it, so will the record labels."

"You're insane. Last I checked you're not my manager anymore."

"Just give me another chance."

"After what you did to Kyle, why should I?"

"Stan, I thought you wanted to have your music heard. Getting that label contract will help you with that, plus they'll pay for the rest of your studies. Sharon would have a lot off of her shoulder since she doesn't have to worry about your fees and student loans."

"Even so, it doesn't have to be tonight. I can do a recording once we get back and it'll work just as well. We don't need this to win them over."

With that, I leave him and head back to Butters and Kenny, who has calmed down now.

"Butters, I'm sorry. Cartman was doing this because he wanted to use this as a chance to make some music video. He wasn't even gonna record your declaration." I apologize for what Cartman did. Even if I had no part in it, he was doing it to get on my good side.

"What am I gonna do?" Butters sighs, now looking thoroughly defeated. "I do like the song idea. Maybe you can do it anyways? It doesn't matter as long as-" He begs me with hopeful eyes, but I can't do that.

"Of course it matters. Butters, I thought you're doing this for Charlotte."

"I am!" He exclaims.

"Well, Charlotte would not want some singer to perform a love song for your sake, she'd want to hear her fiancée profess his love for her, in his own way."

He fidgets nervously as he squeaks, "I don't know where to start."

"Don't worry, Butters." Kenny steps in to reassure him. "You've got the words along with the best songwriter" He points to me then himself, "and the best DJ to help you."

"But if we're gonna make it, we need Kyle to do this." I explain. "He's the most organized out of all of us, he'll know how to fix this."

"Kyle's gonna be in a really weird and unstable place after what Eric said." Butters says distraught.

"Stan can try and get him out of it, right?"

"Try is the keyword here." I mutter as I walk out to look for the redhead.

It doesn't take long seeing how he's just sitting at the street corner, watching the cars drive by. "Hey, Kyle. How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine. I forgot how easy it is for Cartman to get to me." Kyle says as he tucks his face into his arms. "I'm so pathetic, I feel like I should be over this by now but I'm not. All it took was for Cartman to make me feel like this again."

It hurts me to see Kyle put himself down like that. Every time I see what it does to poor Kyle, I just wanna slap that bitch in the face for even thinking that it's a harmless joke. Harmless jokes don't make people wallow on sidewalks.

"Cartman doesn't know shit, he's just some lowlife who's just knows how to use people. And no one said getting over trauma is easy, it's like a scar. She did a number on you and you're healing, you said it yourself."

A scar… Just like the one Shelly gave me on my 16th birthday. It's weird, seeing Kyle like this reminded me of how I acted after the incident. Constantly trying to repress the memory until it opens itself and you feel the pain just it just happened. I feel my scar pulse a little at the thought

"Yeah, thanks." He smiles, unaware of the depressing train of thought I just had. "Don't worry about me, I'm fine. I just need to set my mind straight again."

"Cartman told me his plan. Apparently it was his attempt to kiss my ass and re-hire him as my manager."

"Disgusting." He grimaces. "Both the fact that Cartman would even use Butters like that on his special day, and the fact that you just gave me a mental image of Cartman kissing your ass."

Hearing him say that give me that mental image and I have to stop myself from throwing up everything I just ate, "Eww sick dude."

"Told you." He smirks.

"Anyways, we kicked him out and changed the plan again. But we need you, Kyle."

He takes a deep breath before jumping up and brushing the dirt off his pants, "OK then, let's go."

Night soon arrives as we finish on the last touches. We once again tell them we'll meet them there, Charlotte looks worried and I can tell it's taking a toll on Butters. We set everything up before they arrive, I begin feeling a little anxious as I watch my friends get seated.

"Judging by the equipment, I'm guessing you changed the act." I hear Cartman's voice, I turn to face him. He doesn't look mad or insulted, just dull, like he doesn't give a shit.

"Yes, and for all our sakes just let it be." I state but he isn't leaving. "If you do, I'll let you be my manager again. Everything goes back to the way it was."

"Deal." He smirks as he finally walks back to the table.

Kyle who watched it all happens just sighs and asks, "What are the odds that this was what he wanted all along?"

"Probably pretty high, but right now I don't care." I shrug. "How's Butters doing?"

"He's freaking out." Kenny mentions before I hear Butters muttering to himself.

"Oh geez, I'm so nervous. What if she doesn't like it? What if Eric was right all along?"

I walk up to him and look him in the eye, telling him in a calm relaxed voice, "Leopold, listen to me. You are gonna walk onto that stage, you're gonna serenade to the girl with your heart and your child, and she's gonna love it. Because it's you who's singing it, now stop worrying and remember the words."

Butters stops shaking and smiles, he's still nervous but at least he isn't gonna pass out from shot nerves.

"That's really good advice, Stan." Kyle says, looking like he's proud of me. "You've become a lot wiser."

I mess with the green ushanka on his head, indirectly ruffling his head as I say smugly, "Wisdom comes with age, little boy."

"Oh shut up, you're only like half a year older than me." Kyle chuckles as he pulls away from my grasp.

I hear the host for tonight as he comes onto the stage, "Welcome everyone here tonight, we have some wonderful performance for your dining pleasure but tonight we have a special performance under request for a special lady here tonight.

"That's our cue." I note, "Is the camera ready?"

Kyle nods, "Yup, Ike should have it recording when we start."

"How did you convince a nosy 13-year-old to not tell?"

"It works when you have something he doesn't want a certain someone to know yet."

I walk out onto the stage to introduce us. "Hey, people." I hear my name among some whispers, I guess there are people here who know me. "We're here tonight for an awesome friend who has a special surprise for the girl he loves. Let's go, boys."

The curtain pulls up to show Kyle on an electric keyboard, me on guitar and Kenny on bass drums. Butters has a tambourine and a microphone. We start to play as Butters calms his nerves and starts singing.

The sweetest brunette with a voice so soft

The girl with the white shoes that I want to show off

That's right. It's you, it's only you. You are my lady

Everyone seems shocked, especially Charlotte, who watches Butter in awe and adoration.

You are the kind of girl I thought were dreams

The main character of my fantasies.

That's right. It's you, it's always you. You are so pretty

You are my shining sun, you're the love I don't deserve

You're so perfect, I'm so sorry I don't match your worth (oh my lady)

I'm lost in your endless sea, overflowing with your love

I have loved you more than anyone else. Oh my love

If I could grant your every little dream,

If you could smile every night you go to sleep

That would be all, all I ask for. You are my lady

You are my shining sun, you're the love I don't deserve

You're so perfect, I'm so sorry I act so unnerved (oh my love)

I'm lost in your endless sea, overflowing with your love

I love you more than anybody else. Oh my love

Butters walks down the stage, in front of Charlotte as he sings the next verse.

Before you, the world seems cold, like the nightmares of my home.

But you came into my life and then patched it back to new

I will keep on loving you, you're the beacon of my world

Thank you for loving someone broken like me, I love you~

"Charlotte, this song's for you." He takes her hand into his. "I know I proposed to you already but I wanna let you know just how much I love you." He pulls the silver ring out of his pocket. "I hope tonight's enough."

"Buttercup darling, it's more than enough." She cries with tears of joy as he sips the ring onto her finger. She wraps her arms around him, "I love you too."

The rest of the dinner goes off without a hitch and our spirits elated, Sue and Charlie are absolutely bubbling about how amazing that performance was and how they should have known. Sue knocks me on the head, saying that she could've helped. True but after Cartman and Kyle, we don't need another chef to mess up the broth. Butters and Charlotte finish before us so Charlotte want to take a walk by the bench outside. Kenny and I share a look, unbeknownst to the others as we watch them walk away.

We finish up quickly and we go back to the car to get the instruments we stashed. We quickly paid and urge everyone to follow us, "Come on, guys and stay quiet."

We run quietly and stealthy ahead of the couple, to where we were supposed to hide for our original plan. Everyone begins asking in confusion before we hear them coming and we shush them.

"How long have you been working on this?" Charlotte asks

"The song? A few hours." Butters answers. "The surprise, about a month now."

"So that's why you've been making so many calls to Kenny."

"This wasn't my original surprise, I changed it 'cause I was worried you wouldn't like it."

"Leo, I'll love it because it's from you." Charlotte smiles as she kisses him on the cheek. "Because you took the time to do it."

"They were right."

"So what was your original surprise?" She inquires curiously

"Well Stan and Kenny were supposed to play-"

E ku'u lei e hele mai 'oe

A 'ike i na waiwai o ke kai 'uli iho

The couple finally notice all of us with me on my ukulele and Kenny singing while playing a traditional Hawaiian bongo drum. Ike, still holding the camera, giving them a thumbs up as the rest of them wave.

Mai 'uwe 'oe e ku'u lei hiwa

E aloha wau ia 'oe na kau a kau

Ei nei e, oh, e ku'u lei

Butters seems caught off guard by us. Charlotte on the other hand, just giggles as she rolls her eyes before turning to him, offering her hand to her stunned lover, "Leopold Scotch, may I have this dance?"

Skies will turn to grey

Oh~ Love will pave the way

I will love you

I will love you always

Butters smiles as he takes her hand and they began dancing under the moonlight, their giddy smiles as big as the crescent moon. They swirl around with the sandy bench as their dance floor. We all look at each other with the same grins and cheer as we watch our friends dance blissfully.

When it's hard to stand

Oh~ You can take my hand

I will love you

I will love you always

Kyle, watching everything unfold, pats me on the back, looking impressed. "Not bad, Marsh. Not bad at all."

"What can I say? I'm a real charm." I say with a smug, confident grin

Kyle punches my arm playfully before sitting next to me and laying his head onto my shoulder. I jolt a little in shock, but it's hardly noticeable as I don't want to startle him. I try to keep my face straight as I feel myself both tensing and relaxing, with my blood feeling cozy warm around my face. I steal a glance at the unsuspecting redhead before returning my gaze forward towards the happy couple as I mouth the next few lines.

I will love you

I will love you always

A/N: Aww, even though they aren't in this story for long, I love Butters and Charlotte. They're such a pure couple. I hope you enjoyed their little surprise. Next time, we follow them on their last day at Hawaii.

Holy shit, this chapter was a lot harder and way more serious than I originally planned. It was supposed to be more of a South Park feel episode but I like how this turned out. All the songs you see are actual choices I had when I was deciding which song to use and it took me a while to choose. Burning Love was close but it didn't feel like something Butters would sing.

All the songs used in this chapter in order:

Haha - You're My Destiny: watch?v=5gXVG6Of0TI

Lilo and Stitch 2 - I will love you always (Movie scene): watch?v=4A2DSnjkBEU

Finals are next week so I'm gonna have to stop again, I'll try to make it back the week after to finish up their vacation. Sorry loves xc

As always, feel free to check out the drama this story is based on, "It's Okay That's Love" by SBS.

Take care, Loves.