For .SP
-this isn't really an object-object, but it's like an objective, so it still works woop, even though i hate this pairing:')

Pairing: Bunny

Object: Cheerleading

Kenny sat cross-legged in a white garden chair, his knees sticking in what looked like, a very uncomfortable angle. He was sitting in the Stotch's backyard, patiently waiting for his smaller friend to return in a new set of clothing. He had recently told Kenny that he picked out a wonderful sport to take up and wanted to show him his new outfit. Little did Kenny know, he was going to be getting more than he bargained for.

As Butters returned, Kenny was taken back by the sight of his friend. It was more than necessary to proceed in taking a double take, just in case he wasn't seeing things. There Butters was, standing with thigh-high red shorts and a fitted patterned t-shirt to go with it. Kenny nearly choked on his on saliva at first, not believing that this wasn't a joke. It had to be. Now way was this his outfit.

He glanced down at the smaller blond's body, taking in the small detailed logos of GO COWS CHEERLEADING SQUAD - SPHIGH that were spread around the uniform. Judging by the look on Butters' face, this was genuine. He actually went ahead and joined the cheerleading squad.

"No. Way." Kenny spoke, emphasizing each individual word.

"What do you think?"

The taller blond thought for a moment, trying to put what he was honestly thinking into the right terms. Instead of lying, he decided on subtly dodging the question. "Dude, I can totally see your ass cheeks from here."

"You said you wanted to see my mascot outfit!"

"If I'm honest, when y' said mascot, I thought it was gon' be one of those cow costumes that the school provides."

Butters' eyelids lowered, beginning to feel slightly stupid in his new clothing. Kenny realized that maybe that wasn't the best choice of words and quickly recovered, "But this is totally unexpected. And that's good. It's.." He circled his hand in mid-air for a second or two. "Differen'."

"Different?"

"..Yeah, differen'! 'Cause differen' is good, right?"

The blond shuffled on his feet slightly, bringing his eyes towards the grass below him. "Eric always told me that being different meant that I was special."

"Exactly! See, I told you everythin' that comes out of his mouth isn't all bullshit and retarded as-"

"Special needs."

"Oh." Kenny blinked, not really knowing what else to say to that. After an awkward moment of silence, he jumped out of his seat and pointed towards the fitted shorts, aiming to change the subject. "But, seriously, dude. Those shorts. I would never be able to pull them off."

"You wouldn't?"

Kenny titled his head to the side an examined them. "I lied. Of course I fuckin' could. But they look totally good on you."

"Really?!"

"Yeah! Turn 'round a sec."

Butters didn't have time to think about why and did as requested. He didn't catch on until he heard a wolf whistle being heard from behind him.

"Sweet." Kenny droned, his voice merely a whisper. As soon as the smaller blond realized what his friend was doing, he immediately spun round to face him, a small blush appearing on his cheeks.

Kenny chuckled at the uncomfortable look on Butters' face and shuffled towards him. He gave a good hard slap to his friend's shoulder, before leaning down and whispering into his small ear, "You look fuckin' great."
And with that, he pulled away, shoving his hands in his pockets. Butters couldn't find the words to say anything, because he was more than overwhelmed at the compliment he just received. It wasn't often that he got praised in the way he looked or for something he did.

"Anyways. I needa' go. Got shit to sort out." The taller blond made his way to the garden gate and opened it hastily. He shot his friend one last glance, before waving his farewell. "Catch'ya later, hot legs!"

God, he was such a flirt.

i always like to give kenny some sort of accent. i believe it matches his personality, right?