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"Ken, you know we have to go to school right?"

"Butters please...-"

"No. We HAVE to go."

"Don't wanna"

Butters got up from sitting frustrated, his head hurts from sleeping on the couch, has a bad cowlick on the side of his head, ugly eyebags and Kenny wouldn't fcking wake up! Kenny still refuses to get up after many pleas and persuades, and without any luck by Butters side, Kenny is still being a kid and remains sleeping on the couch.

"FINE, I'M LEAVING WITHOUT YOU!" Butters raged up as he finally reached his limits. Kenny still didn't move an inch, not even a slight noise. Butters huffed and stomps straight out of the house with a loud bang, hopefully thinking Kenny would wake up and feel guilty and then catch up with him. Boy was he wrong. Kenny wouldn't even wake up that easily on his first attempt.

Ah, the usual sight of the classic stereotype of the school hallway, Butters wasted no sec to find his locker, he could see his and Kenny's friends at their usual spot as usual with nothing unusual; Wendy and Bebe at their next-to-bestie locker probably gossiping while making finishing touches to their not-so-expensive makeup, Craig trying to calm down his beloved Tweek after his daily morning caffeine intakes...and there's probably Clyde who's gonna scare the shit of out Tweek. At the corner is Damien, who's either texting his lover before getting to class or making plans for his dates in his scary looking journal, and the left side is Token who's probably panicking over last minute homework or checking to see all the excuses he hasn't made for his unfinished homework. Butters gave them the usual smile-and-wave and opened up his locker, which is next to Kyle's. Usually Kyle would always have his lovey-dovey moments with Stan every-single-day. But today is rather odd, one, Stan isn't around Kyle; two, Kyle is being too quiet. Butters tries to ignore him for a while thinking "oh maybe Stan's late or something" kinda thoughts, but curiosity knows better how to take situation.

"Say Kyle, where's Stan?" Butters tries to sound all cute and innocent and Kyle looked up like he just noticed him.

"Oh. He's...he's errr...who know." Kyle stammered and looked away trying to avoid the situation.

Before Butters could ask any future, the class bell rang and everyone literally pushed their way through each other. Kyle walked away faster than Butters could have a chance to say some random encouragements too.

How bored it must have been not to mention the heavy atmosphere behind him. Stan and Kyle who both sat next to each other aren't even talking or looking at each other. They fight verbally a little too much too. It was a sight. And sometimes things get a little to irrational...like a few minutes ago,

"Stop making that annoying pen clicking noise!" Kyle fussed loudly.

"Why don't you stop being a pussy!" Stan argued back.

"Well, clearly you're a jerk!"

"Hold on now, if you hadn't done that I wouldn't be so pissed at you right now!"

"What! You're pissed at ME!? I SHOULD BE THE ONE WHOSE GOING TO LOSE ALL MY TEMPER CAUSE YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW IT'S YOUR FAULT!"

"MY FAULT!?"

"Hey, you two! Quiet down or do you want to earn a lifetime detention!?" Mr Garrison shouted while banging his textbook on the Clyde's table, and surprisingly woke Clyde from his slumber too.

Butters honestly couldn't stand being around both of them in those kinds of situations, but he can't help but feel bad if he did too. During recess, they both argued again about the bottle of ketchup; during physics, Stan fussed about being partners with Kyle and they argued till their experiment made everyone smell like old people soap due to the mini gas explosion. And during English, Kyle and Stan competed to see who is more knowledgeable by trying to finish the teacher's sentences. It was a messy nightmare.

Kenny woke up with a big yawn and a hiss. If it wasn't for the sunrays he would have get probably plentiful hours more of sleep on the comfy couch. He stretched and got up to fix himself some breakfast. He randomly opened a cupboard and see if there's anything that interested him or looks plain edible was good enough for him. After minutes of opening and closing, he came out with some pop tarts and milk. A classic commercial breakfast. Great.

Once done, he decided to have a little pirate hunting on his own, and he walks up the stairs to the 2nd floor where the family sleep. He opened the door on his right and is greeted with a very vintage sea blue room occupied with a bed decorated with hello kitty pillows, a study desk neatly arranged and organised, a well-used and maintained wardrobe and a window huge enough for some thieves to come in if it's unlocked. Not that he wished for it to happen, just saying.

Kenny walked in the room and curiously looked up for more snoops to be discovered. Sliding sliders in and out and checking the contents in it, it was amusing to see someone's room in details and thus Kenny swore that he should take chances on becoming an FBI or something to 'check' someone's room, let's say Cartman, on a regular basis.

The sliders were mostly some things like combs, handkerchiefs, cables, random hair bands and some other girly stuffs that god know only what Butters needed them for. But at the bottom slider amused Kenny, it was a photo album. He sat on the carpeted floor and flipped the pages slowly, examining it in details.

The first few pages were pictures of when Butters was a babe, Kenny puffed trying to absorb the cuteness of the baby in those pictures. Then, there's the picture of when Butters, probably in his preschool years with his friends having a party at the backyard. In the pictures, they were balloons, decorations and confetti on the grass, even the dumbest person on earth could've guessed it was someone's birthday party.

"Hey, isn't that Stan and Kyle!" Kenny got excited when he continued to stare at the picture of the two little boys, a raven haired one and a red haired one to be more specific. At the corner, where the foods are, is probably Cartman judging by how fat he is even as a kid. A little to the left side where the black one on the grass with the skinny pale blond sitting next to him is probably Token and...of course who else but Tweek. The two girls, blond and raven hair is probably Bebe and Wendy, the two drama queens from then till now. Kenny rolled his eyes a little.

Continued from where he left, Kenny flipped more pages and the rest was just memory land for the Stotch family, nothing but family photos of old people and relatives. Kenny closed the book and put it where it belongs and decided it's best to switch on the tv, since Kevin is always on it back at home.

School finally ended, Butters stretched out of his seat, his bum stings sitting at those hard plastic chairs the whole day. Everyone ran out of class before the teacher decided to give a last minute homework on whatever they want. Stan and Kyle had surprisingly stopped arguing too, but doesn't looked like their back to normal too. Damien was still in class, probably wasting time so Pip could hang out with his friends a little longer before he comes and pick him up. Clyde was making weird jokes at Tweeks, who hurried out the door trying to run away from him. Butters slowly walked his way into the hallway, straight to his locker like always. As he turns his knobs, he heard someone behind him.

"Hey Butters, where's Kenny?" Butters turned and faced the voice behind him.

"Oh hey, Craig! He's not here, why? Did you need something from him?" Butter tried his best to put on his best features. His bright smile. And as usual Craig kept his pokerface at it.

"Oh, it's nothing. Just tell him that Damien's birthday party is coming up and he's invited." Craig delivered the message monotone-ly and was about to turn and head for the exit till Tweek comes in his arms and held tightly sobbing.

"What's wrong hun?" Craig ask...slightly gentler than usual as Butters trying to see is Tweeks ok.

"Did Clyde teased you again?" He asked again a little more firm on the monotone. Butters swears he looks as if Clyde would be death in his hands any moment from now.

Tweek did nothing but shakes his head while still cradling under Craig's arms. Craig excused himself and disappeared in the crowded hallways. Butters left standing there, packing his stuffs ready to leave, the feeling of seeing Kenny makes him all excited to get home. After all those hours of school, Butters did actually forget about Kenny's not-wanting-to-wake-up situations. He finally bangs his locker shut and makes his way through the crowd. He smiled the whole way back home.

TO BE CONT. I SWEAR!

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