My Orange Coated Angel

by TrueBlueLegendFanfics

No child should have to grow up abused and bullied not only by other children, but also his own father. Butters finally had enough. He runs from home, though he had nowhere to go. But he is granted kindness by a kid with a orange hoodie and Messy blonde hair, and he slowly develops and crush on what he believes was an angel that came down from heaven to grant him kindness.

1. Chapter 1: The runaway

My Orange Coated Angel, a South Park Kenners fanfic By TrueBlueLGfanfics

Hello, I want to say this is my first fanfic so please give my story a honest review because I would love to know how I could do better. Thank you.

Chapter 1: Runaway

Butters Stotch had never had a chance at life, despite having a normal family life on the surface, it was a lot darker if you look a little closer. Butters father was for the most part mentally and emotionally abusive to the boy grounding him over things that were either not really that bad or were not his fault at all. But as the boy reached 9 years old Stephen began actually hurting his son, physically beating him and whipping him. He claims to be doing it out of love, but he just hurts his son to make himself feel like a bigger person.

Butters was for once happy being with his parents in the living room, he had been trying his best to do better and not anger his clearly deranged father.

"Butters," Butters looked up to see his father smile down on him and was acting surprisingly calm for a person like him. Butters smiles back, "yes Dad".

But his father's mood changed so quickly it almost made him fall off the couch. "WHY IS THERE RICE A RONI IN MY COFFEE BUTTERS?!" Stephen yelled as he ran a spoon through he coffee mug and, sure enough, there was brown rice in his coffee.

Butters could only stutter "I-I d-don't kn-" the scared child was unable to finish his sentence as his father slapped him hard across the face, Butters put a hand on his left cheek after the blow, "I-I'm-m sorry dad, I'll do better I promise" Butters said in a desperate attempt to avoid another beating from his terrifying father.

But his father didn't even say anything, Butters could see the red veins in his eyes. He got up and looked at his mother who was looking down on her lap with a guilty look on her face. The boy wanted to hug his mom and hope Lynda could calm Stephen.

But Butters decided to run up the stairs and run into his room and lock it behind him. Butters made a mad dash for the stairs, but when he reached the stairs he could hear his father yelling at him to come back but the blonde boy ignored him and Butters could hear his father stomping toward the stairs. He ran as fast as his short legs could take him and swung open the door and slammed it behind him then locked the door then he pushed his dresser behind it.

He heard Stephen pound fist on the door "BUTTERS!" his father yelled on the top of his lungs "OPEN THE GOD**NM DOOR". Butters could hear his father pounding on the door for 2 minutes, and the poor little blonde boy felt helpless, he curled, stuffing his face into his legs and started crying. He knew what his father was going to do to him, he could almost already feel the kicks to the ribs and slaps and punches across the face. Then he heard an ax slamming into the door and Butters kept crying knowing how furious his father was.

Then Butters snaps out of his terrified state and looked across his room and saw a backpack that was full of his clothes and toiletries, he had thought of running away before but had thought he could try to make his father less angry at him all the time, but the boy was too scared, and he grabbed the backpack and slipped on his shoes and opened his window and looked down to see that there was at least 3 feet of snow, he jumped from his window, and landed on his feet but tripped do to impact.

2 Hours Later

Butters had been wandering around for a couple hours, he eventually decided to lay down in an alleyway he pulled open the gate and closed it after he entered the alley. He curled up into a ball and started crying again, he felt completely helpless, even though he escaped his father. He wanted to call for help or tell an adult about his problem, but just couldn't bring himself to do it. He just sat and cried while curled up into a ball.

Then he heard someone mutter to him, Butters slowly raised his head to see a kid looking at, or at least close to his age. He had or orange hoodie that covered most of his face

"S-sorry couldn't hear what you said" Butters said while trying his best to wipe his tears away.

The boy took the hood of his heavy coat to repeat what he said, and the boy had a thick head of dirty blonde hair. "Are you okay, why are you crying in an alleyway, did someone do something to you". The boy in the heavy orange coat looked actually worried about him, which was surprising because he didn't even know this kid's name.

"O-Oh sorry my parents kicked me out, and did not know what else to do" Butters lied

The dirty blonde boy rubbed his neck with his hand. "Well, if you have nowhere else to go, you can come stay at my place."

"Oh, thanks for the offer, but I don't want to be a burden," Butters said, still trying to wipe his tears away.

"No I insist, and my name is Kenny, what is yours" The boy said trying to help Butters

"Oh, okay my name is Butters" He said to Kenny

The dirty blonde haired boy helped Butters to his feet and guided him to his house. Kenny's house had boarded windows. And inside the carpet had stains and rips. There were a couple other kids with dirty brown hair, they were watching TV. The man who Butters guessed was his friend's father, who was clutching a beer bottle, came stumbling into the living room.

"Okay kids time fo- wait, I thought we only had 3 kids not 4, Carol! Can you come in here!" Kenny's dad yelled out to his wife. Then a red-haired woman came stubbing in.

"WHAT?!" Kenny's Mother yelled out in an annoyed tone.

"Did we adopt a 4th kid or did we always have this one and never noticed?" The brown haired man questioned.

"Um, no this one is ours, this one is blonde and Kenny is blonde and this one is, um,"

"Butters" Kenny said

"Yeah, Butters" Kenny's mother said

"Okay, that settles that, so anyway kids time to go to bed!" Kenny's father said

Kenny grabbed Butters by the arm and guided him to his room. His room had a few posters and a mattress on the floor with a comforter. And pulled off his coat and handed it to Butters.

"I don't have an extra blanket but you can use my coat as a blanket and use my backpack as a pillow" Kenny said Grabbing and emptying his backpack and setting it next to his mattress.

Butters wrapped the coat around him and started blushing. He still couldn't believe this kid had the heart to help him. "Thanks" is all he could manage to stutter out.

Kenny gave him a smug smile, which made the lighter blonde blush. Butters was still figuring out his sexuality, it was one of the things his father beat him for a lot. But he could tell that Kenny did not like him in that sort of way. Kenny got under his covers and said "'night" to his new friend and fell asleep.

"Goodnight, thank you for everything" Butters said before he pulled the heavy orange coat over his curled up body.

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