A/N: Hola people~ Again, I want to thank everyone that has made it to this chapter. If it wasn't for you guys, I probably wouldn't have made it here myself.

Warnings: The usual, folks.

Disclaimer: I do not own South Park.

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"Eric?"

There was a knock on Eric's door. He could tell by the sound of the person's voice that had said his name that it was his mother. It was Sunday, but Liane had stopped making him go church years ago while he was in middle school.

Eric groaned, not ready to get up. He rolled onto his side wanting to escape the light that was peeking in from his now open door. The light was now shining on his back and, wanting to get as far away from it as possible, he hid his face in Kenny's still bare shoulder. The blond hadn't woken up after they fulled around the night before, but Eric didn't have to worry; he knew his mother wouldn't care that he had a naked boy in his bed.

"Mom," He was whining. "It's too early to get up."

Kenny's shoulder was bony, but the boy was warm and he pressed closer to the brunet in his sleep.

"Eric, hon," Liane's voice was sugary sweet. "Would you and your little friend like some breakfast?"

Eric was still tired, but he decided that breakfast would be worth getting up. Plus, Kenny's poor ass was probably starving.

"Pancakes with chocolate chips in them?"

Eric sat up, rubbing at his eyes. Kenny may have been naked still-the blankets covered any of his private areas-but Eric had put on sweatpants and a shirt after taking a shower.

"Sure, hon." She turned to walk away, but then turned back to him, a smile on her beautiful face. "Oh, and your other little friend-the other blond one-is here. He's downstairs waiting for you."

Eric blinked. Butters was here? Thinking it would probably be a bad idea to let him see Kenny in his bed naked, he climbed out of bed.

"On second thought, I think I'll take my breakfast to go. Tell Kenneh whenever he wakes up that I.." He paused, thinking of something good to tell his friend. Finally, he shrugged. "You tell the poor piece of trash something."

Liane was still smiling.

"Okay, hon."

She walked downstairs, leaving Eric there. Knowing that it would be cold outside-it was always cold in their crappy town-he went to his closet, looking for something to wear. Knowing he had to hurry before Kenny woke up, he slipped on a pair of jeans that Butters had once told him he loved-it was because they showed off Cartman's ass, but the blond would never tell him that part-and a plain blue and red shirt. He then slipped on his jacket, which he rarely ever wore now, and a pair of gloves. At the last moment, he decided to wrap a blue scarf around his neck.

He slipped out of his room and then downstairs quietly, without waking his sleeping friend. When he got downstairs, Butters was standing by his couch waiting for him. The blond himself had on a pair of jeans and a scarf. As usual, the blond had on a Hello Kitty shirt and didn't have on a jacket. The brunet rolled his eyes; Butters would be complaining about being cold later.

"A-are you ready, Eric?"

Eric racked his brain, trying to figure out why Butters was even here. Then it hit him; weeks ago, Eric had promised Butters that he would go ice skating with him. It would take a lot to get Eric to agree to something like that, so he had to think a moment before he realized why he would even agree to do something as gay as that.

It was Butters' birthday.

"Yeah. Come on, Butters."

Eric got his skates out of the closet before he opened the door for his friend. In a rare display of affection, after they had both stepped through it and Eric had closed it back, the Cartman boy wrapped his arm around the blond's shoulders. Butters smiled up at his friend, his face lighting up.

"Ah, jee Eric." Butters snuggled up to Eric. "Thanks for ta-takin' me out today."

Eric shrugged, a light tint of red coming to his face.

"It was no problem. Happy birthday, Butters."

Butters' smile grew and he snuggled closer to Eric, hiding his face in the crook of the boy's arm. Eric had a certain scent to him, and it took Butters only a few seconds to realize what it was.

"A-aw, you're wearing the cologne I got you last year on Christmas."

Butters snuggled even closer to the brunet-if that was even possible-and sighed contently. He really loved Eric. He probably had for years and he didn't even realize it. Maybe one day if he was lucky enough, the boy would love him back. He slipped his hand into Eric's larger one, holding back a giggle when the brunet laced their fingers together. Eric would make a great boyfriend.

It didn't take long before they reached the pond where they would skate. Other kids were there, but they ignored them, including Wendy who was skating with Bebe.

They skated for a few hours before Eric took Butters home. The blond had complained about being cold, like Eric had known he would, and the brunet had ended up giving him his jacket to wear. It was huge on the boy and it swallowed him whole. It looked cute on the boy, but Eric would never admit it.

They stopped at the Stotch resident. Butters' parents were still at work, so the blond boy wouldn't get in trouble for having Eric over; Stephen and Linda didn't like the boy. They blamed him for Butters being gay. They said he encouraged it because he let Butters cling to him.

"A-ah, thanks for takin' me out, Eric. I-I had fun."

They were standing in front of Butters' door. The blue eyed boy was staring up at him, a blush taking over his face, and Eric knew what the boy wanted; a kiss.

Eric placed his hands on Butters' slim hips. Eric leaned down, pressing his lips against Butters' chapped ones. They stood there for a moment, just kissing, until Butters pulled back. His face was redder than before.

"W-wanna come up?"

There wasn't a pause; Eric didn't need to think about his answer.

"Hell yeah."

A/N: Well, I don't like this chapter. Oh well.