For stylennybuttman

don't worry, I will get round to doing the previous requests! I just wanna give a range of pairings before I do pairings I've already done,,
other than that, merry christmas! spending it in america this year, which is totally awesome. been here for two weeks so far, just two more to go!

this isn't christmas related.. in fact, it's the opposite, but ah well, hope it's not too shabby

Pairing: Buttman

Object: Swimming pee

"Butters, your hair looks totally gay when it's wet." Cartman shouted from the pool. It was summer and Token suggested for some of the guys to come round for a BBQ. It happened every year on the first week of summer vacation. It used to happen when they were kids, but as they started getting older, beer and poker games came into view as well as the pool and hot beverages.

"Yeah, you kinda look like Draco Malfoy." Kenny sniggered, punching the volleyball back to the other side.

"I do?"

"Totally. It's almost like you're albino."

"Dude, Cartman, shut up. Butters will you hurry up with my drink?" Clyde impatiently drummed his fingers on the poolside. Butters quickly uncapped the lid from the beer and scurried towards the pool, still dripping wet. He bent down and handed Clyde his refreshment, before sinking himself into the water.

"So what're we doing?" Cartman asked, rolling the ball in his palms.

"Three-a-side?" Kyle suggested, already hopping with Stan to the deeper end of the pool.

"Sure. Poorboy, you're with me and Clyde. They can have Butters."

Kenny scoffed at the brunette's command. "And why would I wanna do that?"

"Because I said so, that's why, ghetto boy."

"Dude, fuck you." He spun round and faced his other two friends. "Guys, I can see that you totally want me on y' team, so I'm with you."

"Yeah, Cartman's team can have Butters." Stan agreed as Kenny bumped fists with him.

"What?!"

"Sure, I don't mind being on his team!" The small blond smiled with delight and swam towards a scowling brunette. Clyde didn't seem that phased and told Cartman to get on with it. Though, that seemed to have caused some difficulty.

The first few rounds went with Cartman throwing insults at Clyde and Butters whenever they lost the point and passing the blame to whenever the fault was landed on him. Token, Tweek, Kevin and Craig sat from the side and observed the unfriendly game. It was when the score reached 8 points to 3, where Cartman had lost it.

"Butters, what the fuck, you stupid asshole! Are you mentally incapable of throwing a fucking ball or what?!"

"I'm sorry! I didn't see that one com-"

"Are you trying to make us loose or something?!"

"What?! No, I wasn't trying to-"

"Because that's what it fucking looks like! You're such a fucking dweeb, Butters!"

"Chill out, Cartman. It's just a game, Christ." Stan spoke, rolling his eyes.

"Yeah, don't rip on Butters, it's not his fault he's not that good." Kyle agreed, jumping onto the raven's back.

"Up yours, Kahl!"

"What are you whinin' about, fatass, he plays better than you." Kenny chuckled, pushing the volleyball onto his stomach, using it as a float. Cartman looked between the guys, knowing he was not going to win this. So instead, he decided to do something that he was sure would really piss them all off. "GODDAMMIT!" He yelled, before moving his way over Butters. The blond looked sceptic at first, but allowed the brunette to sling his arm around his shoulder.

"You know Butters.." He started, his voice almost too calm to what it was just a second ago. "You're right. I apologise. You really are a good player."

"..Thanks, Eric."

"No, no." He continued, glancing at the others. They all knew there had to be a catch somewhere. "Thank you."
There was a pause. Cartman's smirk had grown, obviously knowing something that no-one else did. Butters shifted his eyes uncomfortably, not knowing what the hell was going on. It took his a few seconds to process what the warm sensation in his leg actually was.

"Wait.." He hesitantly looked down at the water, noticing how close Cartman was to him. "Ew, are you peeing?!"

"I'm congratulating you."

Another moment passed, before the others eventually caught on. A series of groans slowly filled the air, but the most disgusted one came from Kyle, who shrieked and jumped off Stan's back.

"FATASS, YOU DISGUSTING PIECE OF SHIT, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?"

"Jheez, Kahl, calm down." The brunette replied, shrugging off the disapproval.

"YOU TOOK A FUCKING PISS IN THE POOL, THAT'S FUCKING DIRTY!" The redhead was the first to jump out, cringing as he rubbed himself down with a towel.

"Dude.. that's seriously fucked up." Stan mumbled, pushing himself up onto the poolside.

"Gross."

"Shutup, Kenny, you totally do it too." Cartman retorted, his arm still flopped around a traumatised Butters.

"Yeah, but I don't tell anyone 'bout it!"

Cartman narrowed his eyes as he watched the blond also leave the pool. Clyde did the same, leaving Butters and Cartman the last ones left in the water. The smaller blond was trying to inch himself away from the pool, but the strong grip on his shoulders prevented him from doing so.

"What's wrong, Butters? Water a bit too warm for ya?"

The brunette's mouth twisted into another smirk, a new idea sparking in his mind. Before Butters could reply, Cartman grabbed the back of his neck and forcefully dunked his head into the water. The blond was only under there for about two seconds or so, but it was enough to make him squirm and panic, much to Cartman's intention. After laughing a little bit too hard, the brunette released his grasp on the poor boy and left him to scramble to the edge of the pool and clamber out.

"Burgers are ready!" Token announced, opening up the grill.

Clyde slung a towel around his neck, patting Butters on the back, "And it's about time too!"

These were the days of blissful summer.