Wendy's POV:
For the past few days Stan has been hanging out with Butter's, and your probably thinking "Wendy i don't see anything wrong with that" SHUT THE FUCK UP. Stan has been hanging out with Butters, and only Butters. Nobody else except FUCKING BUTTERS!!!!
I try to talk to Stan. He's all like "Sorry can't talk right now Butters is waiting for me." When I ask him if he wants to hang out, it's "Sorry babe, me and Butters already made plans today. Maybe next time, yeah?"
It's always fucking BUTTERS. WHAT'S SO SPECIAL ABOUT BUTTERS!?? BUTTERS IS NOTHING BUT A PUSH OVER AND HIS ONLY LITERAL FRIEND BEING FUCKING TWEEK.
Calm down Wendy, take deep breaths. Stan wouldn't choose Butters over you, that's right he wouldn't because Butters has nothing to offer. Yeah, yeah! That's right, Butters Stotch has nothing to fucking offer especially top!
I'm Wendy Testaburger, nobody can top me! Especially not Butters, I mean all he is, is a rolly polly with blond hair, blue eyes, light freckles, and dimples. He's still pudgy ol' Butters and nothing like that can get in my way!
GASP.
No. Nonononono… I'm turning into an asshole, a total cocky bastard asshole. Butters is a good person and has done nothing to be nice to me, plus Stan isn't even gay! He's straight, so why do I keep thinking that Stan likes But-…
I see Stan and Butters hand holding, their fingers intertwined and they're singing along some stupid trashy pop song while smile at eachother. Why do I feel so much rage, is this what Jealousy feels like?
'Kill ButtersKill ButtersKill ButtersKill ButtersKill ButtersKill ButtersKill ButtersKill ButtersKill Butters'
Is this what… despair feels like?…
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I grabbed the axe from the firescape and walked to the garden. I know that's where Butters goes to relax because he likes to look at the flowers while listening to music.
I slowly open the glass door and tiptoe my way inside. I get behind Butters and lift up the axe, putting it above my head. I count to three and…
CRASH!!!
I see Stan covered in glass and holding the axe, preventing it from falling onto Butters. Butters hears this and turns around shocked and hurt by the scene he's just now witnessing.
"Wendy… What the fuck are you doing?…" Stan looks at me with disgust and anger
"I…I.." What should I say? I can't just say {"Hey Stan, I was just trying to kill Butters because I'm jealous of him!"} i definitely can't say that…