]Dovahkiin's POV[

"IM GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU! YOU FUCKING JEW!" Ah I love waking up to Cartman yelling threats at Kyle in the morning.

"YOU HAVE TO CATCH ME FIRST FATASS!" You know it's actually been a while since I've heard them yelling at each other like this. Wonder what happened.

I decide nows a good time to get up since I'm clearly not going back to sleep. I sit up and stretch, feeling my back pop and Kenny sitting up with me. I let out a yawn as I'm stretching and watch Eric attempt to catch Kyle.

Key word: attempt.

"So what happened?" I turn and ask Kenny.

"Kyle took a bunch of pictures of Cartman cuddling with Butters as revenge for Cartman forcing him to play seven minutes in heaven with Stan and Butters teasing him for cuddling with Stan the other day."

"Didn't you tease him too though?" I ask raising a brow at him.

"He said he'd get me later." He replies.

"So uh how long has this been going on for?" I ask, looking around and adding "and where are my other fuckers?"

"This has been going on for ten minutes. Butters has locked himself in the bathroom. Pete, Michael, Stan and Token are trying to get him out. Creek went to get coffee and croissants and shit from Tweaks' Coffee. And I think Clyde went to go get McDonald's." Ken lists off.

I nod. "What have you been doing while all of this was occurring?"

"Enjoying the show and watching you sleep. Plus trying to make sure you stayed asleep because we both know you need it."

"What are you trying to say?" I ask jokingly.

"That the bags under your eyes are bigger than Cartman." He replies crossing his arms. "You seriously need to sleep more."

"I know it's just hard with my parents and just-" I stop and sigh.

"Have they started arguing again?"

"Yeah. It's not as bad as last time and they're actually trying to hide it this time but I guess they forgot I've got super hearing and slight insomnia." I say with a sorry excuse for a smile.

Kenny sighs and returns my smile with a sad one and begins scratching behind my ear. "I get that. Well not the super hearing part but I didn't need that to hear my parents back then. But they got better and I'm sure your parents will too."

"Yeah but they'll only fall apart again later." I mumble leaning into his hand.

"STOP-*huff*-RUNNING-*gasp*-YOU STUPID-*wheeze*-JEW!" Cartman yells as Kyle runs down the stairs and into the kitchen as he slowly walks down them.

"Too much exercise for the day Eric?" I ask looking back at him with a smirk.

"Shut-*pant* up-ugh- wolf for-*heavy breathing*- brains."

"That wasn't even a good insult. I mean even for you that was bad!"

Kyle then walks back in and throws his phone at Cartman. "''Kay you can delete them now. I've sent them to the girls." Kyle says speed walking back into the kitchen giggling.

"YOU DID WHAT YOU FUCKING JEW!?" Cartman yells holding his phone. "HEY! THIS ISNT EVEN UNLOCKED!"

"Here gimme." Kenny says making grabby hands. I raise an eyebrow at him as Eric hands over Kyle's phone hesitantly. Kenny opens it and I mentally smirk as I see the blurry white screen of iMessage. Once he's done that he hands it back over, locking it once more. "There you go."

"You expect me to believe that you deleted them for me?" Cartman asks glaring.

"No not at all. I just wanted to send them to myself." Kenny replies getting up and dashing into the kitchen.

"OI!" Cartman yells after him, going for him and Kyle.

I let out a chuckle followed by a yawn, laying back down with my arms behind my head and closing my eyes. I really am exhausted. This sleep over was really needed for me.

My parents are driving me insane. I feel my ear twitch at the sound of the front door opening and closing along with the voices of Craig, Tweek, and Clyde.

"Are you seriously still sleeping Dovahkiin?" Craig asks me. I'm peak my eye open to see a blurry outline of him crouching down and looking at me.

"No I was woken up by Cartman trying to kill Kyle. I'm just too lazy to get up." I respond.

"Will a McDonald's Hashbrown help get your ass up?" Clyde asks hovering one of the bags of McDonald's over my face.

I attempt to grab it out of his hand but he pulls it up out of my reach making me whine. I give him the puppy face but he just shakes his head laughing.

"You know that doesn't work on him." Craig says flicking my ear.

I glare at him and bring my arm over my eyes. "It's tempting but too tired. Besides I don't know where the hell my glasses are."

"Well in that case," I hear Tweek say as my arm is lifted off of my face and something is placed on my face "Will your f-favorite coffee, glasses, and McDonald's hash browns get your ass up?"

I peek my eye open again and lift my head slightly to see Tweek holding a coffee cup from his family's shop. My nose twitches a bit as the scent of my usual coffee and McDonald's catches up to my brain.

"Yeah that'll do it." I say thrusting my legs up and launching the rest of my body to land on them. I bounce up into a standing position and take the coffee that Tweek is handing to me and trot into the kitchen taking a sip. Mmmmm Coffee.

The other three follow as I watch Cartman trying to catch both Kenny and Kyle who just keep circling around the counter to avoid him.

"Oh give it a rest Eric!" Tweek says rolling his eyes.

"Yeah you're never gonna catch them. And why are you even going after Kenny?" Clyde asks.

"He sent the pictures to himself." Kyle says.

"Well while you guys do this I'm gonna get Butters out of the Bathroom." I say grabbing a couple of hash browns out of one of the bags before heading upstairs.

~Butter's POV~

I am so embarrassed. Embarrassed doesn't even cover how I'm feeling!

"Butters come on! Literally all of us are gay or bi here, EVEN if we won't admit it." Pete's voice says most likely cutting off Token. It's not them that I'm worried about.

"At least talk to us dude!" Stan says. I just shake my head knowing they can't see me. I'm glad they can't. I'm also both glad and scared by the fact that I don't hear Eric yelling anymore. Glad because maybe that means he's not mad anymore but scared because that means he might've left.

I hear faint footsteps coming upstairs followed by whispering. I hear a sigh followed by several sets of foot steps going down stairs. I guess they gave up.

Or not. Someone's knocking on the door. "Butters?" Dovahkiin. I'm both relieved and sad at the fact that it's him. I mean he's kinda my best friend but I'm sad it wasn't Eric. Though that was a small and stupid hope.

I hear him sigh. "Come on Butters, open the door. I'm not going to just stand here talking to the door even if you do decide to respond."

"Then go away" I croak out.

"Now we both know that that's not really what you want me to do is it? And even if it was I wouldn't leave." Dammit, moments like these that I'm both glad and enraged that he gets me. Though at least it's the same the other way around.

I sigh and slowly get up unlocking the door and returning to my corner. I burry my face back into my knees just as Dova opens the door.

I hear him close it again and walk towards me, sitting next to me. He nudged me "Hey. Come on talk to me."

I look up at him slightly, tears gleaming in my eyes once more. "I'm scared." I croak out.

"Of what? Literally almost all of us are openly gay and no one cares, every one accepts it or at the very least tolerates it. What've you got to fear?" He asks me.

"Parents." I reply.

"Ah. You're scared that while they say they accept gays they won't accept it if it's their son?"

"No, I'm scared because they don't really accept it at all! Whenever they get drunk they start talking about how gross and wrong it is and-and-and" I can't even finish.

"And they talk about how they hate all of us because we're gay?" Dovahkiin finishes for me. I nod. He lets out a sigh. "I would say that it's just the alcohol talking but we both know that a drunk man's words are a sober man's thoughts."

I nod my head sadly. "Will a McDonald's hash brown make you feel better?" He asks holding one out to me.

I roll my eyes at him and snort, cracking a small smile and taking the potato patty. "You're a dork."

"And the rest of you guys aren't?"

"Touché" I respond. I know exactly what he's trying to do and even though I know he's trying to change the subject to distract me I'm letting him.

We both know that there's nothing that can be done. As I begin slowly eating my hash brown I notice Dovahkiin texting away before slipping it back into his pocket.

"What was that about?" I ask.

"I was telling Kyle to delete the pictures." He responds. I feel like that's not completely true. He wasn't sending a simple text. He sent a short paragraph there.

"Then why'd it take you so long?"  I question.

"I was debating whether or not to give an explanation and I just decided to say 'because Butter's Parents'" I can't tell if he's lying or not anymore so I'm just gonna leave it and assume that if he is then it's cause I don't want to know the truth.

"So am I gonna have to drag you out of the bathroom or are you gonna get your ass out willingly?" He asks me.

I let out a sigh and stand up knowing very well he can and will drag me out. "Fine." I mumble as he stands up as well smiling at his success.

We go back downstairs with me trailing behind Dovahkiin. I notice Kyle and Kenny typing at their phones. Kyle looks up and smiles at me apologetically and I just shake my head.

What I'm shocked to see is Eric looking at me concerned. He looks away with a faint blush on his cheeks when he realizes I'm looking at him though. I do the same with a slight smile on my face.

"OKAY! Now that that fiasco is over and done with what are we gonna do?" Clyde asks.

Dovahkiin then breaks out into a smile and looks out the window. "Well, there's a shit ton of snow outside right?" We all nod.

"When isn't there snow outside?" Craig responds.

"Shut it. My point is there's more than usual. Sooo why not have a snowball fight?"

"That actually sounds both totally stupid yet very fun." Cartman says staring at him. We all agree and half of us finishes up our food and coffee as the others get into their snow gear.

|||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
END OF CHAPTER 13
|||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||

Hey look I prof read this for the 80th time and finally decided to post it. Yeah I (once again) was trying to put it off till I had finished the previous chapter but we all know that that's not gonna happen so I'll just leave this hear and I'll maybe get around to finishing and posting the next one next year!

I'm not even gonna ask you to vote or comment because I don't deserve it for making whoever the fuck it still here Wait this long.

All see whoever is still here in the next century, Au revoir little biscuits!

🦔Cookie out🦔