~Butters' POV~

Cartman did not think of the fact that in sending Stan and Kyle to do seven minutes of heaven, I'd have to stay in his lap for that entire time plus for the next three truths and or dares.

Uuuughggghhhh Eric why don't you think about these things before taking your revenge!?!?

Kenny comes back a second time after checking up on them. "Are they still going at it?" Clyde asks shocked.

"No they just went upstairs to change their pants." Kenny says smirking.

"Oh god." Ike says looking disturbed and making a fake vomit noise.

"You say that now but in a few years you and-" Pete gets cut off by a pillow being thrown at him by Firkle.

Okay please please please hurry up and get down here Style because I want to get out of Eric's lap now. I mean don't get me wrong I like it but it's really embarrassing and feels wrong since it's because of a dare. Then again Kyle and Stan just did who knows what because of a dare.

Though Eric did just say all they had to do was kiss.... oh whatever. The two of them finally come back downstairs and return to their spots.

"Okay so it's my turn to ask someone right?" Stan clarifies to which we all nod.

"Alright, Dovahkiin truth or-"

"Dare me." Dova cuts him off.

"Well alright okay I dare you to go into the trash can outside, try to tip it over, and roll around in it or try to at least." Stan says.

"Alright." Dova then jumps up and goes out side.

"Am I allowed to remove Butters so I can watch?" Cartman asks.

"Nah You'd have to carry him." Token responds.

Cartman groans but lifts me up and carries me bridal style anyways, to which I squeal and wrap my arms around his neck in a panic. Surprisingly he doesn't seem to mind.

We've all moved out side(or in my case been moved) to watch as Dovahkiin begins circling the trash cans to try and figure out a way to get in.

"Can someone get me a chair or something so that I don't have to just vault myself into it?" He asks. Ike moved back inside only to come out moments later with a chair. Dov thanks him and stands on top of it so that he can climb into the trash.

Once inside he then proceeds to try and tip it over by slamming into the side. He eventually succeeds, and once he does he announces "ew imma need a shower after this."

"I'm pretty sure we all need showers." Michael points out.

Dovahkiin then suddenly smirks at that. "Why are you smirking?" I ask.

"Oh nothing just had an idea." He then proceeds to attempt to roll it to which he fails. "Okay I can't roll this." He says laughing. "Or get out, halp it's eating me!"

Clyde and Craig go over, grab him by the hands and drags him out. "IM FREE!" He yells throwing his hand up.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DIPSHITS DOING!?" Stan's sister yells at us from her bedroom window.

"RUN THE SHEBEAST HAS SPOTTED US!" Kyle yells pointing at her.

We all retreat back into the house. "Okay uh Firkle truth or dare?" Dovahkiin asks.

"Fuck um I don't know dare I guess." He says shrugging.

Dova thinks for a moment as a smirk forms on his face, " I dare you to cross dress. I'll give you a choice as to when though, either now and for the rest of the night, tomorrow, or the first day back at school"

"I hate you. Uh Fuck it might as well get it over with." Firkle grumbles. "Can I borrow some of your clothes Karen?" He asks.

"Yeah sure." The two then head up stairs and we wait for the two to come back. Karen comes back down first and she's giggling. "Come on Georgie you look cute!" She says using his real name.

"Don't fucking call me that. And I'm not cute!" Firkle yells at her walking down the stairs, red faced and arms crossed over his chest.

"You're right. You're adorable." Ike says as Firkle returns to his spot. He hits Ike on the shoulder and mumbles for him to shut up. Hehe he's even redder. Cute~

He's in these green Pretzel Pjs with the tank- top shirt saying 'so "Knot" tired yet'.

"I'm going to slit your throat in your sleep Dovadick." Firkle informs him.

"You can try." He replies showing off his slightly enlarged canines.

"Whatever. Pete truth or dare."

"Truth." Pete responds. "Too tired for a dare." He says yawning.

"Is it true that hell hounds have a mating season and that's why you are always 'sick' for about a week or even two? You know around the start of spring." Firkle asks. Something tells me he knows the answer already.

"Yes." Pete mumbles, bright ass red in the face.

"Wait so is that why you always avoid me the week before and after?" Michael asks looking at him.

"...Might be..." he mumbles another reply.

"I was wondering why you'd always did that! I thought it was just random!" Michael says hugging Pete.

"We'll talk about it later." Pete grumbles. "Kenny Truth or dare?"

"Ordinarily I'd say date but I think we need more truths up in here so truth."Kenny replies.

"How many fingers does Dovahkiin need to use to stretch you?" Pete asks wiggling his eyebrows.

"Dunno we haven't been able to test that." Kenny responds.

"Wait what? You two haven't fucked yet?" Cartman asks, shock in his voice.

"Nope" Kenny says popping the P.

"Hold the fuck up you're telling me Kenny McFuckingCormick, the kid who was know to be the most perverted kid in elementary and is arguably still to this day the most perverted kid in high school, is still a virgin?" Cartman asks.

Kenny nods.

"Bullshit."

"It's true we haven't done anything with penetration yet." Dovahkiin replies. It is at this point that all the younger kids move to go upstairs probably to do their own game or something.

"Okay wait hold up sex I could believe but you haven't even fingered him yet?!? And you two have been dating for six years? Naw." Craig says shaking his head. "That's just not fucking possible."

"I mean don't get me wrong there's been a whole lot of other shit just no butt stuff. I mean groping yes but nothing past that." Dovahkiin responds.

"H-how have you g-guys made it this long w-without having s-sex? Like you guys haven't even h-had a break up!" Tweek questions staring at them in bewilderment.

Kenny and Dovahkiin then look at each other and then back to Tweek and reply simultaneously "We have no fucking clue."

"Like are you guys waiting till marriage or some crap? Ooorrrr???" Stan asks

"Fuck no." They say at the same time.

"I'm already at my edge honestly and fair warning Kenny it's gonna be happening soon after this sleep over." Dova warns.

"I look forward to it." He says smirking. "Okay moving on! Mmmm Clyde truth or dare?"

"Dare" Clyde responds.

"I dare you to cover your face and neck in peanut butter, run down the street, and yell "I'm king of the squirrels! Come and lick me fluffy rodents!"

"Okay so be Markiplier? I can attempt that." Clyde says standing up to get the Peanut butter from the kitchen.

He comes back face and neck covered. We all huddle around the door and window with Eric carrying me over Bridal style again because of the stupid dare an- wait.....

"Wait.... Hasn't it been 5 rounds already?" I ask looking to Eric and the others.

"I was wondering when one of you would realize that." Michael says chuckling.

"I was hoping that would last longer." Dovahkiin sighs.

"I was waiting to see if anyone was going to say something." Token laughs.

"I mean I was going to say s-something if n-no one else did. I was j-just gonna give it a few more rounds." Tweek says

Eric blinks at them, sets me down and then flips them all off and says "I fucking hate all of you with a passion."

Tweek then proceeds to pull out his phone and record Clyde running down the street yelling "IM KING OF THE SQUIRRELS! COME LICK MY FACE FLUFFY RODENTS! LIIIICCCCCKKKK MEEEEEEEE!"

Everyone bursts out laughing at the his additional yell. He then comes running back inside as Stan's Dad comes walking down the street and stares at him in a mixture of confusion, disgust, and fear.

He then proceeds to make eye contact with Stan and point to where Clyde was standing and furrows his eye brows. Stan just laughs harder and closes the door.

"Dude your dad's facial expression was priceless." Clyde laughs, wiping peanut butter off his face.

"Yeah after you ran inside he made eye contact with Stan, pointed to where you were standing and just looked really confused." Dovahkiin laughs out.

"Oh my god!" Clyde begins laughing harder as do the rest of us. "Okay okay okay uhhh Michael truth or dare?"

"Dare bitch."

"Okay go write something weird as hell on a post it note that is preferable squirrel related, stick it to one of the to-go peanut butter things, leave it on Stan's porch, then ding dong ditch the house." Clyde says.

"Alright." Michael then proceeds to go to the kitchen comes back, sneaks out the door, and we all crowded around the window once again to watch.

Michael then sneakily places the Peanut butter on the porch, knocks on the door and fucking books it and jumps over the fence.

We all watch as Randy opens the door, looks around, mumbles something, picks up the peanut butter shouts "What the fuck?" Looks towards Kyle's, and we of course all duck down so that he can't see us looking through the window.

He then proceeds to go back inside. Once he's been inside for a few seconds Michael comes running back in laughing his ass off.

"Omg dude! You should've heard from my point of view!" Michael wheezes.

£¥ Randy's POV£¥
"Sharon! I think we should be keeping an eye on the boys' sleepover next door." I call out.

"What do you mean? Do you think their drinking or something?" She asks me.

"I don't know, but one of them was just out there yelling for squirrels to lick his face and he had a bunch of peanut butter on him. All the other boys were just standing there watching him. Once he saw me he just- *Knock knock Knock* huh who could that be? Hang on." I pause to go see who the hell is at the door at 6 o'clock at night.

I walk outside to see no one there "Fucking ding dong ditchers." I mumble. I then look down to see a small Peanut butter cup with a post it note on it. "What the fuck?" I mumble out. I pick it up and read the post it note.

'Squirrel lube.' "What the fuck!?" I yell out. I look towards the Broflovski residence but find no sign of this being the Boys' doing.

"Sharon! Does squirrel lube have a secret meaning that I don't know about?" I call out to her as I walk back inside.

"What!?" She shouts back walking over to me.

"I found this on our porch but I don't know if it was the boys or not." I say handing her the peanut butter and post it note.

"But this is just Peanut butter isn't it? Is that what squirrels do? I wouldn't have thought they'd use or need lube!" Sharon says in confusion.

"I don't know! Should I ask Stan or Shelly? Or should we just look it up ourselves?" I ask.

"Let's try to figure it out ourselves first then we'll ask Shelly." Sharon responds I nod in response.

"Yeah. Yeah that's a good idea." I continue nodding and make my way over to my computer to do some research. However all that comes up is a few videos of a weird squirrel wheel with corn on it and a squirrel trying to climb a greased pole.

"I can't find anything about it." I inform Sharon.

"Nothing?" She asks walking over to me.

"No nothing that seems particularly odd. Well I mean there's weird stuff but seeing as I looked up squirrel lube, there's nothing really particularly suspicious." I reply.

"Huh. Maybe it's just something random?" My wife suggests.

"No there's gotta be something about it! It's like those 'lemons' on the internet. You look up lemons and you get pictures of lemons but go deeper and it's stories about people having sex!" There's gotta be something to this.

Just then Shelly comes down the stairs whining. "Moooom! Daaaaaaad! Stan and his friends are being weirder than usual!"

"What do you mean Shelly?" I ask.

"Well earlier one of them was in a trash can, then there was one yelling in the street and now there's one on the roof sitting like a chicken and shouting out random quotes from different things."

"What?" Both Sharon and I stand up and look out the window to see Butters Climbing off the roof and back inside.

"Okay we should probably watch and see what else they do." Sharon says agreeing with my previous statement.

"That's what I was saying! Oh yeah and Shelly what does Squirrel lube mean?" I ask.

"I don't Fucking know! I've never heard of it." She replies and then proceeds to head upstairs.

Me and Sharon continue to keep an eye on the house but nothing really seems to be happening anymore. At least not from what I can tell. That is until we hear screaming coming from the house. And a lot of thumping.

"What in the world is going on over there?" Sharon asks.

"I have no idea but I'm about to find out." I say walking next door and listening to try and see what's going on.

"AHHHH DOVAHKIIN STOP THIS IS SCARY AS SHIT AHHAHHAAAHAAA!" I hear I believe Kyle scream.

"AH OOF AAAAHAHAAHABBAABAHAHA"I hear Stan scream before there's another thump followed by laughter.

"OH NO HES GOTTEN STAN!" Pretty sure that was Butters.

"NO DOVAHKIIN NO! NOT ME! I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME!" That was Kenny screaming.

I decide that enough is enough and knock on the door. I wait a few moments before Eric Cartman opens the door and then steps aside to allow me to view the room, revealing a wolf form Dovahkiin viciously licking Kenny and Stan trying to wipe wolf slobber off his face.

"Oh uh hey Dad. What brings you here?" Stan asks me laughing.

"All the weird actions and the screaming. And What the hell is squirrel lube?"

One of the boys who I believe is named Michael, or is that Pete? I don't know then bursts out laughing and the other boys soon follow.

"W-W-We were playing t-truth or d-dare earlier." Tweek stutters out struggling to speak through his normal stutter and his laughter.

"Squirrel lube was just the first thing I could think of to write for the dare I was doing." Michael/Pete still not sure which is which honestly, says still laughing and kind of wheezing.

"And the screaming was because Dovahkiin decided to become an over excited dog. But since he's a wolf it's a hundred times more terrifying."Kenny says pointing to Dovahkiin who still has him pinned to the ground.

"...Well okay then just don't do anything too stupid." I say closing the door and walking back to my own home.

"Is everything okay? What was going on?" My wife asks me as I come through the front door.

"Everything is fine Sharon, their just being boys. And apparently Squirrel lube has no meaning and was just something one of those ex-Goth boys made up on the spot." I explain.

"Which one?" She asks.

"I don't fucking know I don't know which is which!"

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An: I have no words. Well I mean happy early thanksgiving if you're American like myself  but yeah.

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