Chapter Three - Marjorine was...beat up? Butters' P.O.V.
I laid on my bed, crying like a pansy. Why? Because my eye hurts like a bitch. It was the end of the week so I could go out again. I didn't bother hiding the black eye I had received, I wanted to see Kenny's reaction.
So I dressed for the night, this time wearing a dark blue tube top with a black frilly skirt and black heels. How cute, I thought as I pulled on a wig, smiling in the mirror as I applied makeup, but no cover up.
I smirked and slipped out of the room, sliding down the stairs gracefully, hearing my mother in the kitchen and my father watching the television. I heard the announcers talking about the race.
"Mom?" I asked as I walked into the kitchen. "Am I free to go out tonight?" I asked her softly, grinning at her innocently.
She looked at me and sighed softly, kissing my nose. "Okay Butters, be back by 10:30," She said, "Or you're going to be grounded again," She smiled and hugged me tightly. "Have fun."
"I will mom." I said softly, hugging her tightly.
"So are you going to the bar again?" She asked softly.
I nodded and smiled. "I want to see him again." Okay, my mother knew that I liked the bartender, she just didn't know who it was, and I didn't want her to know. The best part about this was the fact that my mom helped me acquire a fake ID. She wanted to give me some freedom and this was a good way.
"Well good luck with that, you should cover that shiner up though," She said softly, touching my cheek gently. "Those bullies, make fun of my son..."
"Mhm." I hummed, grinning at her.
"Well, I'll let you go now, have fun, Leopold." She said.
I nodded and kissed her cheek before I left the room and walked down the hallway and outside, twirling my keys as I got into the driver's seat, peering back into the backseat(You never know what will be back there, especially in horror movies), before starting the car. As I backed out I noticed that the lights in the living room were off which meant that my father could be asleep, meaning I could stay out till eleven. With a smile I drove off toward my favorite bar in North Park, clicking on the radio as Avril Lavigne came on with her song 'What The Hell'. God I love the radio.
Swaying my hips to the beat I continued to drive, giggling as I did. "God Leopold your so crazy." I whispered to myself as I parked in the same parking lot.
When I walked into the bar I just smiled at all the males who looked at me sympathetically. Then, while plastering on a grin to hide my smirk, I walked up to the bar and sat down, looking down as Kenny walked over and smiled.
"Hey Lori." He said with a smile, leaning on the counter. I sighed and looked up at him.
"Hey Kenny." I replied, watching as his smile fell and he gasped, reaching out to touch the soft tender skin.
"What happened?" He asked quietly as he examined my eye.
"Some asshole beat me up." I answered simply, looking at him innocently.
He paused. "Who is this jackass?" He asked quietly.
"Some blonde brute." I said, asking for the same drink I normally order.
I looked at him as he started to make it, frowning the entire time as he did so. "Sure you don't know his name?" He asked finally, pouring my drink in a glass and handing it to me with a small smile, touching my cheek gently again as he looked down the counter to some old man who had sat down. "I'll be back." He said as he moved down to talk to him and make his drink.
Oh, so this would be fun, making this guy seem like a total asshole and lead clues as to who did it. Kenny wouldn't understand a thing and insult him with me. Poor brute wouldn't know what hit him.
He walked back over to me and smiled down at me. "Total tool huh?" He asked with a smirk. "Poor douche is probably gay." He said with a sigh. No but he likes a transvestite.
I nodded. "Never know, he will fuck anything that can fuck." He smirked.
"Sounds like he does a lot of hump and dumps." He replied. You don't even know who I'm talking about, asshole...
I just nodded and smiled. "A real pervert," I kissed his cheek and stood up. "Wanna dance?"
He nodded and slipped out of the bar, calling someone to watch his shift as he walked me to the dance floor.
"So are you just going to leave again after dancing like last time?" He asked as we swayed, him touching my cheek lightly.
"I don't know, what will make me stick around?" I teased with a smirk.
"Good question," Just then he ducked down and kissed my lips lightly.
I paused in my dancing, blushing darkly. He kissed me. Kenny-fucking-McCormick kissed me. I snapped back into reality and pulled back with a smirk. "Nu uh uh~" I teased as I danced to the beat again.
"Hmm?" He hummed quietly. "Why not?" He asked with a grin.
"I thought whore's didn't kiss." I teased.
"Those are prostitutes and I am no whore!" He said, appearing offended, which he knew he couldn't be. It was sadly true that he was a bit of a whore.
"Really?" I teased before grinding against him lightly, running my hands over his chest, and running of to the bar and sitting down.
"Cock tease." I heard him mutter as he walked over and jumped over the bar, giving me a playful glare. I just winked and stuck out my tongue, which he stared at until I retracted it back into my mouth. He gulped and served someone before walking over and tapping his fingers on the counter top. "Getting a boner at work doesn't help my reputation." He stated, handing me another drink, taking a sip of his own.
I downed it fast, watching as he filled another up for me. "Maybe I could take care of that for you." I said with a smirk.
He coughed and stopped what he was doing, staring at me with wide eyes. "What?" He stuttered over the word.
I giggled, noticing that the world was getting a little hazy. "Come on, I could slip under the bar counter and do it, everyone is too drunk to notice that, ya know?" I said, sitting up straight.
Just then a small brunette doll walked over, I mean, she looked like a freaking doll. Skinnier than I could every be, how the Hell can people pull off looking like that? It would be impossible for me without photoshop, God, I must be fat. God Butters shut the fuck up!
I blinked out of my thoughts and stared at the girl who glared at me, blinking her large golden eyes. "What the fuck are you looking at Blondie?" She asked rudely. What is her problem? "Hey hun," She said to Kenny. "I never got your name." She said softly, shoving me out of her way, nearly pushing my chair over, I managed to catch myself.
"You don't deserve it, Bitch." I muttered, sitting up right and glaring darkly at her.
"Excuse me?" She said. "I wasn't talking you, you blonde trap, so fuck off." She said simply, looking at Kenny, batting her eyelashes.
"Seriously," Kenny said. "As hot as a chick fight would be, you need to calm the Hell down and order something or go away." He said simply, ignoring her shocked look.
"Same as last time," She coughed and composed herself as Kenny finished my drink first (haha bitch), and started making hers. "Now, can I get your name, Sexy?" She smiled flirtatiously.
Oh hell nah!
"I don't give my name to strangers." He said as he finished her drink and leaned back, sipping his own and sparing me a worried glance.
"Oh hun, one night with me and you'll be hooked. Why don't you get someone to cover for you and we can go out back and..." She grabbed the front of Kenny's shirt, tugging him down. "Have sex?"
"No thanks." Kenny said, pulling from her grip.
"Trashy whore..." I whispered under my breath, blushing when I heard Kenny laugh at that, watching as he covered his mouth.
"Excuse me?" She asked, blushing darkly in embarrassment. "What did you say, bitch?!" She stood and looked at me, clutching her drink.
"Nothing." I said quickly, sipping my own drink, noticing that maybe the alcohol was having an affect on me, I was a bit of a lightweight. "So just go away and dance." I mumbled. A moment later something cold was running over my chest and I heard many people around us gasp.
"Bitch!" She cried angrily as Kenny jumped over the counter and between us as I leapt to my feet, wanting to throw my drink at her.
"Hey!" He said loudly. "You," He turned to the girl. "Get out of here now." He said sternly, grabbing my arm and taking me away from there.
It was silent as he tugged me along, stopping once we were out of sight with the bitch. I noticed we were close to the bathrooms with no one really around this way, except the few couples dry humping and making out.
"You okay?" He asked softly.
"Why wouldn't I be? It was only a drink..." I replied, looking down at my soaked shirt.
"Emotionally." He said, rubbing my back.
"Yeah, just fine." I mumbled simply. "I need to wash up though..."
"Need help?"
I paused, thinking over his offer before deciding against it. "Nah, get back to work, I'll be out soon..." I finally said, he might see my cup fillers.
"Alright...here." He removed his parka and handed it to me, wearing a white tee-shirt underneath. I took it in my hands carefully, looking up at him.
"Are you sure? This is your baby." I said softly, smiling sweetly.
"I'm sure." He said softly. "Just return it later." He turned on his heel and walked off, while I was left looking/staring at his figure.
When he was out of sight I slipped into the bathroom and locked the door, pulling off my shirt and turning on the water till it was hot. I looked around the small bathroom, thankful it was actually clean, before I filled the sink and dropped my shirt in, trying to wash it some.
"Hamburgers." I mumbled as I lifted it from the water and wrung it out, holding it under the hand dryer for a few minutes. "God, these things don't work that great." I said softly as I waved it around for a minute.
It was still damp. "God dang it." I mumbled, pulling it back on and shivering at its touch, a moment later I pulled on Kenny's hoodie. It was a little big on me, but it was warm. I sniffed it lightly, smiling lazily at his strong scent that lingered on it.
I smiled again and unlocked the door after fixing my wig and my chest. Right after I unlocked it a busty woman came barreling through.
"Move it Toots!" She cried as she ran over to the toilet, vomiting.
I shuddered and walked out, how gross. I really need a drink now, to survive the rest of the night. Kenny was sitting at the bar, looking around as he served people, smiling widely once he spotted me.
"Hey sexy." Said a man who walked in front of me and started dancing to the beat, gripping my hips. "What do you say we go out back and fuck? I bet I could do it better than anyone you've ever known." He smirked as he slurred. He was drunk.
"How about you go fuck yourself." I said before I could stop myself. Stupid sour moods.
"What the fuck did you just say, bitch?" He asked, glaring down at me and grabbing at my ass. "I'll fucking bend you over and pound your scrawny ass!"
"Sorry, I don't like people who talk dirty and grope at me." I mumbled, trying to push him off and failing with my lack of strength.
"Excuse me sir." A voice sounded, following after an 'ahem'. "Would you mind backing off of the young lady?"
Thank God, thank you for sending me Kenny.
"What is this Bitch to you?" The taller man asked as he let go of me and turned to Kenny.
"She isn't a bitch, what is she to you?" Kenny asked.
"Just a bitch that needs to learn a fucking lesson." He said.
"Get out of here before I make you." Kenny glared up at him as I walked around him and next to Kenny.
"Oh and how the fuck are you going to do that, Pipsqueak?" He asked darkly, slurring more.
"By beating you senseless."
"I'd like to see you try." He grabbed the front of Kenny's shirt and tugged him close, right before a fist slammed into his jaw and his teeth clacked together painfully. I know because I knew what it felt like, so that's why I winced when Kenny delivered another punch to the man's stomach, making him double over in pain. "YOU BITCH!" Came the shout from the man as he threw Kenny away from him and raised his fist.
With a speed that was pretty surprising, Kenny grabbed his wrist and yanked him down, shoving his knee into the man's stomach as he brought his elbow up and slammed it down between his shoulder blades, stunning him.
The bar was silent now, minus the bouncers that ran over and pulled the two apart. Kenny sighed and stood up straight as they let him go to hold back the guy who was yelling profanities and trying to attack him. I was brought out of my frozen stated as Kenny brushed himself off and took my hand.
"Lets get out of here." He said softly, turning to a bartender and telling them that he was leaving before tugging me out with him.