I don't own anything.
"Are you glad?"
"Glad that you aren't angry with me? Then yes." He said, his head bowed once more. Crystal blue eyes glinted as a smile pulled a soft pair of lips upward.
"Doug, come here."
The red head's ears pricked when he heard his name. Slowly, he rose and walked forward, taking off the face mask in the process. He stood in front of His Superior who looked up at his with a teasing smile.
"Make me feel better." He said in a smooth voice, sending shivers down the taller one's spine. Leaning in, he gingerly removed the sleek silver helmet that encased his face and dipped down, pressing his chapped lips against those soft pouty lips. He ungloved one of his hands and caressed the blonde's cheek with it, earning a soft moan. Pulling away with a soft 'pop', Doug buried a kiss in his yellow hair before placing and helmet back on. The Professor giggled.
"You're so cute Doug, no matter what." He said, tracing the other's bottom lip with the tip of his finger. "You've done so much for me... you even saved me from my death."
Doug closed his eyes. "I wasn't going to sit there and watch."
"And that's what I like about you so much."
But the redhead knew better, his Superior would never love him completely. Even if he said so, it was obvious that it was a lie.
"H-Help! Please! Somebody!"
Screaming wasn't doing anything, and the thrashing made it even worse. The buckle seemed to be stuck and it wouldn't come loose. The water mercifully stopped, but just at his chin, which meant that he could suffocate and drown if God needed more amusement.
"mm...om..."
His vision was beginning to blend together, and he could feel himself slipping somehow. The coldness was starting to turn warm, and his lids were growing heavy. A soft whipser died on his lips, and before he could realize, sleep gripped his mind and lulled him to a sweet submission.
"...tters...B...rs... Butters...!"
The said blonde gave a violent cough, his body wracking up and down. Blue eyes snapped open, darting in all directions.
"Butters, you're awake... finally." The redhead said, giving a relieved sigh and leaning back on his hand. Butters blinked, trying to understand what was going on. Pushing himslef into a sitting position, he looked around.
"W, Where are we?"
"How should I know?" Dougie said, wiping his glasses. "I was only taking a walk when I heard screaming, and when I followed it, I found you in that car."
Butters turned to the redhead. "How did you get me out?"
"Scissors."
The blondie blinked.
Why would Dougie have scissors with him?
...
Well, it saved his life, so he shouldn't be complaining. Not that he was.
"Shouldn't you get home?" He said, curling his fingers together. Doug gave a shrug.
"It's not like anyone's waiting for me at home."
"But your parentsー"
"ーwould be happier without me. Anyway, what the heck were you doing in that car?"
"Well, my mom told me not to leave the car, and then it started moving and I couldn't do a thing."
"Where was your mom?"
"I don't really know, she just disappeared." Butters said in a small voice, wringing his fingers together. Doug looked thoughtful at this.
"Hey," He said after a moment. "Let's run away together."
Butters looked up at this. "Huh?"
"Let's get out of here!" Doug said, leaning in and grasping the blonde's twisting hands. "We can get jobs here and there, pool in some money and making a living together. We don't have to deal with anyone else if we get out of here together and make something of ourselves."
"But, I'm still an Eighth grader... and You're only in Seventh grade!"
"We'll get jobs washing dishes at Benigins, or T.G.I. Friday's! We'd be better off without the others and relying on each other."
Butters had a doubtful look on his face.
"But what about home?"
"We'll make our own. And besides, do you really want to go back to a home where there are people willing to kill you?"
A pained look flashed across blue eyes.
"Butters, listen to me, we have to get away from here, and once we're grown up, we'll come back. We'll come back and destroy those who hurt us."
"But this is so sudden." He said, looking away.
"But it's better than what we have now. And if you come with me, I promise to be by your side forever."
Butters looked up at this.
"You, you mean it?"
"Yeah, I won't do anything like your mom did to you today." Doug said. Butters gave a smile.
"Alright, but where do we go?"
Doug smiled.
"Don't worry, I've been planning this for a long time."
I'M SO FUCKING ALOOOONE. I don't even know how the hell I cope in my room most of the time, typing and typing :B
But I love my readers, and I think most of you are awesome.