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Bunny? I think so.

Butters' POV

The dream I had the night prior was horrid. I somehow managed to fall asleep once again, and woke up the next morning. Sadly, we had school. Kenny didn't plan on staying over, but luckily he had left all his things at school, so there was no need to go to his house.

Saying bye to Grandma and grabbing my bags for school, Kenny and I head out on the walk, holding hands the entire way.

As happy as I've been with Kenny, there's something missing. Family.

I know that I don't have the best family. Dad hates me, but I want Mom. I really do, and I think I'll go crazy if I don't get to see her soon. I could always call again, but Kenny wouldn't like that idea. But he doesn't need to know, does he?

"So, hon, are we hanging out after school?" Kenny asks right before I was about to bring the subject up. Ironic.

"Sorry, I can't. I promised Grandma I would go somewhere with her," I lie.

I feel bad lieing to Kenny. I really do. But it's nessasary. He will want to be with me when I talk to her, and as much as I want him there to hold my hand, he can't be there. Other then the fact that I want this conversation to be private, he's already done so much for me. I feel guilty asking him to do things, even though he is usually quite happy to do them.

Once we get to school and enter our class, we see the usual. Craig and Tweek are talking to Tolken and Clyde. The girls-Red, Bebe, Wendy- are all together. Typical.

But there's one thing that surprises me, and his name is Eric Cartman.

Eric hasn't been at school for quite awhile. We all assumed that he was skipping, or went to jail or something. There were quite the storys made up about it. But here he is, sitting there in what looks like a Nazi costume.

"Dude, what's with the outfit?" Kenny asks exactly what I was thinking, to the fat boy sitting alone at his desk.

"Hey. Shut up. Ich sage nicht, etwas für Sie." German?

"Dude, english please?" Kenny says.

"I'm not saying anything to you."

Kenny and I go to turn away, but then he speaks.

"I went to a Nazi convention," he tells us excitedly.

"Like we care, racist." And then we leave.

Stan and Kyle walk in right on time, followed by a late Mr. Garrison.

After an hour long fight with Mr. Garrison and Cartman about Eric's outfit, Cartman is sent to the office. I'd kill to get out of Math class. Lucky bastard.

When school gets out, I notice Stan being picked up by his mother, and Kenny, Kyle and I are left. I know I have to call Mom as soon as I can, so I leave soon after Stan is gone. It's just Kyle and Kenny left.

I make the long walk to Grammy's house, or should I say, my house, technically. I make sure I'm alone, throw my bags to the floor, and rush to the phone, dialing in Mom's number.

"Hello?" I hear Mom say on the other end.

"Hiya, Mom," I say in a giddy tone to her.

"Butters! Have you considered coming home?"

"I'm not coming home if Dad is still there," I say firmly.

"Oh honey. I'm afraid what he would do to me if I got a divorce. He has been acting strange lately, and swearing at me and yelling. He's even started going to that Men's bathhouse. I want to leave him, but what would he say?"

"Mom, why don't you just leave a note or something, and just run away like I did?"

"He would find me!" She sounded scared now.

"But Mom, what if he does something bad if you don't leave?"

"Honey, I know, but I just can't."

"Mom, please! Do it for me!"

"I'll think about it. Call me tomorrow?" Mom asks.

I tell her I will, say bye, and hang up. That didn't go as planned, but I guess she's considering it.

I apologize for this being so short, but I am writing the next one as soon as this comes up! It just didn't fit together.