Alright, here is the next chapter. There is a little bit of a time-skip but let's see what these kids encounter for Valentine's Day.

If you have any suggestions or feedback that is much appreciated! Thanks to everyone that has taken an interest in this story.

Chapter 26

February was now in full swing. The halls and classrooms of the high school decorated in hearts galore. Kenny was sitting in his English class barely paying attention to what the teacher was droning on about. His eyes kept drifting to front corner of the classroom where a certain blonde boy was sitting. Valentine's Day was tomorrow and this poor boy didn't know what to do about his not-boyfriend.

Over winter break Kyle had told him to confess, to ask Butters out. In all honesty, he was fairly certain that if he were to ask said boy out straight up that he would say yes, but there was still that itching feeling in his spine that maybe the boy didn't like him as much as Kenny had originally thought. He had a plan…sort of, anyway.

He had saved up since his talk with Kyle for an amazing date, which wasn't easy while trying to save to move out after graduation. He was going to take Butters out to wine and dine him.

The bell rang signaling the end of class and shaking him from his thoughts. Gathering up his stuff he waited at the door for Butters who seemed just as eager to be out of there.

"Why does Ms. Vander have to be so boring!" Butters sighed in frustration.

Kenny laughs and shrugs his shoulders, "I don't know Buttercup. I think she does it on purpose. She's evil like that."

Kenny looked over and noticed a sly smile had found it's way to Butters face, "So…where are you taking me tomorrow?"

"Don't worry about it. I got you babe." Kenny teased with wink trying to hide the blushing creeping it's way up his neck.

Tweek and I were hanging out at Stark's Pond feeding the birds and maybe kissing a little more than was decent to be doing in public but whatever. Valentine's Day is tomorrow, Tweek and I, deciding to be lame, are literally going to go to the store and get a big box of nice chocolates and binge watch movies on Netflix. Super romantic right? But hey it was his idea, not mine, so I can't get in trouble later if he decides to pull this out during a fight.

"Craig! Hey Craig!" I hear Kenny yelling out before I can see him. He's running over the hill that leads up to the pond.

He bends over to catch his breath for second when he reaches us, "Hey man I can still borrow your truck tomorrow right?"

Did he really run all the way here just to ask that?

"Uh…yeah?"

Kenny visibly looked relieved, "Sweet! Ok gotta run to work see ya tomorrow dude!"

"What the hell as was that all about?" Tweek looked at me confused.

"I have no idea."

Kenny is standing on the Stotch's doorstep Valentine's Day evening. He's dressed in his only decent clothes, an orange jacket over a thick gray sweater. His jeans freshly washed and shoes wiped clean of all scuff marks. He has a small box of chocolates in hand, waiting.

After some time the front door finally opens to reveal a small, smiling blonde.

"Hey Ken! I'm almost ready if you wanna come in and wait."

Kenny nods smiling back before following the shorter boy into the house.

"Where's your parents? I'm surprised you wanted me to come pick you up at your house."

"Uh…they already went out on their date." Butters yells from the bathroom.

"Oh." Kenny says more to himself than anything. "Makes sense I guess."

Butters walks back into the living room, "I'm ready if you are."

They walk outside together with Kenny opening the passenger side door to Craig's truck.

"After you." He says with a smile.

"Wow, you borrowed a car? To take me out?"

"Well yeah, it is a special day after all."

Butters smiles at that and leans up to kiss Kenny on the cheek before getting in, "Thank you."

Later that night the date is going well. Kenny took Butters to the next town over for dinner and a movie at an upscale location. The night was coming to an end when the two felt a shift in atmosphere. Butters had a curfew after all and had to get home soon.

"Hey Ken I had a good time tonight." He said while they were leaving the movie theater.

When they reached the truck Kenny stopped them, pulling Butters to look at him.

"So I was wondering…I mean it's ok if you don't want to…I totally get it but I was thinking maybe…we could, ya know, be official?"

Butters looked down at his feet, "You mean you wanna be boyfriends?"

Kenny pulled away a little becoming more nervous, "I mean yeah…if you want to!"

A giggle ripped through the air from the small blonde, "Well sure I do, Ken! If I didn't I wouldn't hang out with ya so much."

"Really?"

"Really."

Kenny couldn't stop the feeling pushing through him. He lurched forward grabbing Butters face in his hands and kissed him firmly. "I really like you a lot."

Butters embraced the taller boy, "I really like you too."

Henrietta is sitting in her usual booth at Denny's with Pete and Michael when Stan walks in. Once he sees them he crosses the restaurant, a small red box in hand.

"What are you doing here Raven? Clearly you weren't invited." Pete says into his coffee mug.

"Drop the nickname dude. We aren't 10 anymore." Stan says still standing in front of the table.

"What are you doing here Stan?" Henrietta says looking away.

"I have a gift for you. To say I'm sorry. I had to do so many stupid jobs around the house with my dad to make enough money to buy this. I know you think Valentine's Day is trap for the conformists or whatever but I love you and I miss you and I messed up ok? I fucked it all up, I know, but I still want to be with you."

Stan handed her the small box slowly. Henrietta opened the box with apprehension only to be surprised by what was inside. A delicate white-gold chain held a round ruby red gem. She stared at it wide eyed.

"Stan this looks expensive…"

Stan rubs the back of his neck in an embarrassed fashion, "It cost a…little yeah but it was worth it. Do you like it?"

Henrietta gave a small smile before putting the necklace on, "Yeah I love it."

"Am I forgiven now?" Stan says hopefully.

"I guess you did go through a lot of trouble for this, so…yeah you can be forgiven." Henrietta stands hugging Stan tightly.

"Weak…"

Michael punched Pete in the arm, "Fuck off Pete! They're having a moment. God."