Tension was high. Distrust and suspicion was driving friends apart. The game finally shoved its ugly side into their daily lives. A certain brunette was blissfully oblivious to that. Or that was what Wendy observed so far. Worry reflected in her eyes when she watched her friend. It still pained her to think that she hadn't seen the signs, that it was Buttlord aka Blake that was attacked and not some nameless chaos minion.

The constant tucking on her sleeves, refusing to wear T-shirts, even if she wore them just days prior to this whole mess. They needed to talk and not just about what Bebe was expecting of the fellow girl. She needed to know if her girl friend was really okay or not.

Wendy frowned, her mind racing. Cornering Buttlord as Call Girl probably wouldn't get her any further than Wendy trying to talk to Blake. The later would be hard considering a certain blonds behavior. If Butters wasn't acting off the day before he was definitely now... no it wasn't like he was acting off. Wendy understood the reason behind the way Butters stuck like glue to Blake. Then again the blond boy was sending them the same glare he had the day before just a little bit more intense and he included her this time around.

It didn't bother the black haired girl as much as it probably should seeing how he did that out of worry for the brunette. Sure it made it increasingly harder for the rest of them all to get a chance to talk to Blake. But what bothered her was that Cartman of all people was allowed closer. Butters had no qualms in letting Cartman around while he glared at any of the others who didn't belong with his minions or was of the neutral part when they tried approaching. She even suspected that Chaos Minions blocked their way whenever they got to close. It was just to coincidental that there always was another kid walking by or blocking their view when they wanted to talk and that each of these kids wore a obvious aluminum bracelet. It was astonishing to realize that over half their grade had chosen to join Chaos' side.

Letting out a sigh Wendy turned back towards her lunch and listened half hearted how Bebe complained about her latest fashion taboo, white tennis socks. She agreed that they didn't look as good as some people thought but her mind was elsewhere. Call Girl was recalling the events of yesterday evening...

There had been a shift between the Freedom Pals after they had informed everyone about what had happened. Super Craig, Mosquito and Tupperware weren't fully able to believe that Toolshed, Human Kite and Mysterion had nothing to do with the sixth graders actions. Fastpass, Doctor Timothy and Captain Diabetes on the other hand tried to play peace maker. She had only stood by as the boys argued back and for with their arguments running in circles while she stayed neutral as much as she could while doing some researches on Coon... though she really wanted to defend Toolshed.

Ironically it was Wonder Tweek, who was close to a total freak out, considering how much he had twitched, that reminded them all that it was more important to find out how Buttlord was really doing. Strangely enough Wonder Tweek had looked like the most worried from all of them. It was probably due to Buttlord having led a helping hand in fixing his relationship.

She had chosen that moment to reveal to the others what she had found about Coon and probably his schemes. A mix of emotions was what she got in return. A lot of them had become vocal about how much of a menace the Coon had become, yet she still had spotted the distrust in Super Craig's eyes. It also unnerved her how silent some like Mysterion, Mosquito or Captain Diabetes had become that time. It was like they were planning something on their own.

Though the final call had come from the Doctor like always. He had addressed everyones worry and anger and suggested that each of them needed to work on getting into contact with Buttlord again. He also made it clear that it was necessary to calm down Professor Chaos and to find out how Buttlord was really doing. She hadn't missed the pointed look Doctor Timothy had given her as he mentioned that it was of great importance to make their villains realize their mistakes before taking any further actions against them.

She had to admit that maybe knocking down Chaos hadn't been the best idea, maybe even a rather rash action. Call Girl may also admit that her that was most likely going to make future plans involving Chaos harder but she had gotten them out of that situation. At that time it was all that mattered.

"Wendy what do you think? Do shorts or hot pants look better with them?" Snapping out of her memories Wendy looked over to her friends. She took a moment to recall about what they had been talking, masking it with a thoughtful expression before giving her opinion.

After that the black haired girl glanced once more over her shoulder finding the table Butters, Blake and Cartman had been sitting at empty. She really had hoped to get to talk to her girl friend today but it look like it won't happen during school hours at least. Maybe she could get the other girls involved, they had planned on dragging the brunette with them for some quality girl time anyway.

It was a several defense plan General Disarray and Professor Chaos had decided on after the previous day's failure. If certain people wanted to seek out their female friend to talk to, they had several walls of defense ready to spring into action.

The first few were the Chaos Minions. Despite not being dressed as one they were still willing to act as them even going so far to wear aluminum bracelets to showcase their alliance. They would either block of their way or sight of the brunette. The factor that most kids that didn't get to play super heroes with the others and had chosen to become Chaos Minions was playing well into their numbers for that. It also made sure that Butters and Doughie had enough time to lead Blake away or distract the girl long enough at times. It was a subtitle defense yet kind of obvious but it was effective so far.

The second level was Doughie. The kid was surprisingly good and annoying anyone away. Despite being a grade lower then them he stuck around every chance he got. It was also interesting to see that he pulled a bunch of his classmates into their schemes. Not that they needed more people on their sides. The redhead used that to his advantage and with persistence and random topic with absurd questions no one would want to answer, he managed to keep everyone unwanted on distance.

No one managed so far to get past the second wall but in case anyone would Butters was the last defense. If it would ever be needed he would find an excuse to drag Douchebag away or distract her with whatever topic came to his mind. Like how his hamster was doing or tell her stories about adventures she wasn't around for.

But despite there walls of defense Eric Cartman hat managed to still sit at the table he had chosen for them at lunch. The blond had been wary of him at first but was still his bubbly nice self when he remembered that Coon was not part of the Freedom Pals as far as he knew. Besides it looked like Cartman was still unaware of the fact that they had put the blame of him the prank the other day. And to add insult to injury, Butters discovered that Cartman was a good tool to keep the others away too.

But there was something that did still bother him as he watched his female friend. Douchebag showed an unusual amount of wariness and annoyance towards the fat kid, more so Cartman usually managed to get out of the girl.

"You alright buddy?" He had asked in a quiet moment where Cartman wasn't paying them enough attention and gloating about something Butters currently didn't care enough about, on second thought that was unusual for him too.

The girl only shrugged pulling at her sleeves unknowingly again, then sent a dirty glare towards Cartman before giving him another shrug and a strained sheepish smile. For a split second his eyes narrowed at that but replaced fast by a silly smile so she wouldn't worry.

"You ready for later today?" He whispered over after agreeing with whatever Cartman wanted him to agree to. He missed how the smug smile Cartman hat turned into a wide grin and how his Buddy rose an eyebrow at him before sending another glare at the fat kid. For a moment Butters wondered if he should have paid more attention towards what Cartman was saying but his attention was already divided by keeping an eye on their surroundings, making sure no one messed with his friend when he was around and partly thinking about what they had planned for today... and a little bit on how he was going to deal with the Freedom Part next.

Douchbag bumping into his shoulder drew him out of his thoughts as she shoved her phone towards him under the table so Cartman wouldn't notice.

- Think our information network got some dirt on the other boys? -

Butters had trouble hiding his grin but masked it with an agreeing nod to Cartman complaining already about their next class. Though the slight lift of the corner from his partners mouth told him that she took it as a yes to her question when they got up to leave their lunch table. Despite the feud he had with the Freedom Pals behind his partners back he couldn't wait for school to end.

Mosquito drummed with his fingers against his table in thought. His eyes couldn't help but follow the girls as they walked passed him. He tried to wait patiently but his weakness was making it harder. It really took everything he had to not just spill out one of his glorious adventurers to impress the girls tenting to him.

For a moment he wondered if coming here had been a good idea after all but Doctor Timothy had suggested that each of them should try to get into contact with Buttlord. What better way was there then to use his own weakness to his advantage.

"Sorry sweety, did you wait long?"

"Mercedes?" Mosquito really couldn't help the grin that spread across his face as the head waitress of Raisins sat down next to him with his order. The head waitress wasn't known to take care of only one quest, she usually walked around and helped out the other waitresses or set up the little actions, parties and moods. She only payed special attention to certain customers, the ones that paid for the vip cards. His walled wouldn't survive if he bought one.

"The other girls always talked about your amazing stories..." The blond girls eyes sparkled with mirth pulling Mosquito slowly into her charming spell. "...I got curious and wanted to talk to you myself~"

He blinked, then a blush spread across his face before he puffed up his chest a little. "Of course darling, which of my great adventure would you like to hear about?"

A giggle erupted from Mercedes as she traced his arm with one well manicured fingernails. "How about something recent? Is there anything this great hero accomplished lately?"

His original reason for coming here flew out the window the moment he looked at these charming eyes. It was like spell was put on him and for a moment Mosquito contemplated that fact, but that hand going up and down his arm was very distracting.

"Any great plans for the near future?" She purred, while one hand played with the end of his wings. He blinked a couple of times as another blush spread over his face and seconds later he boosted about how he was going to be the one to unite the Freedom Pals again and to gain Buttlords and Professor Chaos' trust.

Mercedes smiled happily a satisfied gleam entering her eyes, this customer was going to leave more then just a great tip behind.

I am so sorry that it took so long, I am not going to make up any excuses of why it took so long just that live isn't the best right now for me. But I want to assure you guys this story is far from done and it appears that its going to have more chapters then I expected when I started writing.

This might sound strange but I wanted to thank you all for reading this storie, with how my live is going it means a lot more than most of you will probably be aware of. So thank you.

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