Stan's POV:
"I'm… I'm sorry Stan…" Butters sobs, face in his hands
"Butters, why? Why did you do this? We were supposed to make it out together!" my voice starting to crack and tears threatening to fall out of my eyes
"I-I know, but.."
"But? But what!?"
"But I just wanted to be loved, Stan!"
"What…"
"I thought… I thought he loved me, I really did. But he didn't use me just to get closer to Craig, and when you started to act friendly and kind to me I felt lovestruck…"
'No, please don't say it. Please don't say it, Butters. Please…'
"I love you, Stan…" Butters says between sobs
Tears start to fall out of my eyes, I can't stop them. Why? Why did he say he loves me when I have nothing to offer? Why would he…
"Why? Why love me when I have nothing to offer?"
"You don't need to offer anything when in love, Stan. Except love, kindness, trust, and truth."
"B-But, why are you… Why are you telling me this now? Why couldn't you have told me before doing this!?"
"BECAUSE!"
"BECAUSE WHY, BUTTERS!? WHY TELL ME THIS NOW WHEN YOU'RE ABOUT TO GET KILLED!?"
"BECAUSE I WAS SCARED, STAN!!"
"What?…"
"Because I was scared…" Butters voice hitches before continuing "I don't have your confidence, Stan. I'm not brave and I'm not strong. I'm nothing but… But Butters. But when I'm with you I feel like I'm something more, it's like I'm something more. I'm something more than just old little Butter's that can be pushed around and made fun of. I feel like a person, Stan! A living person, a person with feelings and- and I have so much- so much love to give and all that love gets taken advantage of. And when asked me to kill I had to! begged me to! Because wanted to protect you guys."
"Butters…"
"I love you, Stan…"
"Butters, no."
"Butters, wait."
"Maybe we'll meet again, in another life…"
"Nononono…"
"It's punishment time!"
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"Good morning, everyone! It is now 7 a.m. and nighttime is officially over! Time to rise and shine!"
I wake up sweaty and cold. I take a quick sharp breath 'What was that? Why did I dream of something like that? Was it real?'
I get up and put on my slippers and open the door 'I know I should change but I need to know what that dream meant. I need to know if it was real.'
I close the door behind me and walk to the cafeteria
"Woah Stan, what's the hurry for it's just breakfast?" Kyle says, I ignore him and keep walking. I look around for Butter's and once i see him i sit down right next to him
"Oh, Well Heya there Stan! What can I uh help you with?" Butters says cheerfully. I hug him tightly
"Oh, what's this?" He asks confusing drips from his mouth
"A hug." I reply not letting go or loosen my grip
"D-Do i hug back?"
"Yes."
"Oh! O-Oh okay then!" Butters returns it. I'll let go in a little while but not right now.