A/N: Same day as the last chapter.
Possible warnings: The Same as before.
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Cartman was stuffing books into his locker when Butters went up to him. It was the end of the school day and everyone was going home. A lot of the kids-including Butters-had to ride the bus home, but Cartman had his own car; if Butters was lucky, then Cartman would give him a ride some days.
"H-hey Eric."
Butters was nervous. He was regretting taking the bet. What if Kenny won? The McCormick boy was more experienced in this matter. Butters hadn't even ever had a boyfriend. He was gonna lose to Kenny then he'd be ripped on even more! He fidgeted with his hands and held back a squeak.
Now darn it! Who am I? Tweek? I am Professor Chaos! I can handle this. And boy howdy, if I can't then...well, I don't want to think about that.
"What is it, Butters?"
The brunet boy didn't bother to look away from his locker to the shorter boy beside him. It wasn't unusual to see them together. Most people had thought that after Butters came out of the closet, Eric would never speak to him again. They were wrong.
After Butters had admitted that he was gay, he became one of the most frequently beat up kids in the school. The blond had been sitting in the lunch room one day, innocently eating his food, when one of the jocks on the football team had decided it would be funny if he picked the blond up and shoved him into a trash can.
That was when Cartman shocked all of them. He stood up from the table that him, Stan, Kenny, and Kyle were sitting at. All of the students in the lunch room were laughing at the blond in the trash can, so no one noticed as Cartman stood up from his table. He walked right up to the jock and tapped him on the shoulder, having been behind the other boy. The other boy turned his head to the side to look at who was tapping at his shoulder and asked what Cartman wanted, but instead of answering
with a verbal response, Eric socked the other boy right in the jaw.
"What are you doing Cartman?!" The other boy growled at Eric. He turned all the way around to face him, cupping his reddening cheek in his hand.
The kids in the lunch room were paying them their undivided attention now, fulling expecting a fight to break out between the two football players. The word "FIGHT" began to be chanted throughout the room, but he two boys ignored it.
"You messed with my property!"
Cartman clenched his fists, ready to hit the guy again if he wanted to fight. The kids in the lunch room were starting to gather around them in a circle.
"I'm sorry," The guy snarled. "I didn't know the fag was your boyfriend."
Cartman raised his fist, ready to hit the kid again, when the teacher that was currently monitoring the lunch room broke through the crowd of kids surrounding the fight that was about to break out and ran between the two jocks.
"Both of you! To the office now!"
After that day, Eric Cartman had protected Butters from bullies...even if people now called him a fag. Later when Butters had asked about the incident, Cartman had sworn it was just because he was the only one that could pick on Butters, but Butters had to wonder if Wendy really was a cover up. If so, did Eric like him? Maybe taking the bet wasn't such a bad idea after all.
"U-uh, are you doin' anything today Eric?"
Having finished with putting up his things in his locker, Cartman was looking down at Butters now, a smug smirk on his face.
"Well, if you must know, I'm hanging out with my new girlfriend. I'm sure you've heard by now that Wendy is now my hoe."
"O-oh..."
Butters looked down at his feet, his hands never stopping their fidgeting. He couldn't keep the disappointment off of his face or out of his voice and Eric could sense it. Anyone that could see or hear could sense it. He rolled his eyes; Butters was such a pussy sometimes. He had to wonder why he hung out with the little fag.
"Why Butters, you seem disappointed." No shit. "You don't happen to have a crush on my girlfriend, do you?"
As if there was one strait bone in the kid's body. Cartman just liked to mess with him. He made the most interesting facial expressions when he was panicking.
"Wh-what?" The boy looked up at the larger boy, his eyes wide, panic filling them. Ah, Cartman loved that face. It was so delicious. He could jerk off to it for hours. He wasn't exactly gay; he could just appreciate a nice piece of ass when he saw it-and Butters' ass was nice. Besides, Butters acted more like a girl than half of the girls in the school. "Eric, I would n-never!"
Cartman rolled his eyes again. Butters loved those eyes.
"Yeah, yeah, I know, Butters. I was only screwing with you. Come on."
Butters followed behind the larger boy obediently, all the while trying to keep up with the taller boy's fast pace.
"Uh, Eric?" Butters had heard the saying 'Never look a gift horse in the mouth' before, but he couldn't help himself. "I th-thought you were hangin' out with W-Wendy today? Won't she be awful sore if you give me a ride home?"
Butters could see the taller boy's shoulders shrug in front of him. He had a strong urge to cling to Eric, but he thought that his friend wouldn't appreciate it, especially since the rumors about him being gay still hadn't died all the way down yet.
"Whatever. Bitch will have to get over it."
"O-oh. Alright.'
It wasn't long before they were out in the school's parking lot and then in Cartman's car. Butters sat in the back seat so Wendy could sit up front when she finally showed up. Cartman was in the driver's seat, naturally. They sat there in silence for a moment.
"E-Eric?"
The brunet boy was drumming his fingers on his steering wheel, a habit he had developed. He turned his head to the side to look at the boy in the seat behind him.
"What is it, Butters?"
Butters was fidgeting with his hands again and Eric could tell he was nervous.
"I, um..wanted to thank you for b-bein' my friend and all."
Whatever Eric was about to say-Butters suspected something about him being a pussy-was cut off as the door to the empty seat up front was opened and Wendy got into the vehicle. Eric looked away from Butters, causing the blond boy to frown, and looked at his girlfriend.
"Hello Wendy."
She smiled at her boyfriend. She was leaning in to kiss his cheek when she noticed Butters sitting in the backseat.
"What's he doing here?"
Butters expected Cartman to be irritated because he didn't get his kiss, but he wasn't, or at least he didn't appear to be. Instead, the larger boy turned to face ahead so he could start the drive to Butters' home.
"I'm giving him a ride home."
The girl narrowed her eyes at Butters before turning to face ahead like Cartman had. He watched as she placed her hand on Eric's knee possessively. Oh hamburgers! Did she know that he had a crush on her new boyfriend? Wendy had been nice to him before, but Butters knew she was easy to make jealous when it came to her boyfriend. He fidgeted once again. This might be even harder than he had originally thought.
The ride to Butters' house was quiet, but fortunately short.
"I-I'll see you fellas later."
He got out of the car and scurried into his house before he even realized that he had called Wendy a "fella". Hopefully she wouldn't be sore with him the next day, especially since Eric might not talk to him now if she was.