Kenny's P.O.V.

Damn it! I lost the chance again, thanks to that fat asshole, I can't get close to him. What a bummer. I crossed my arms in discomfort knowing it'll be another rough day for me. The fatass will always bully him, and knowing me can't stand up for him at any way. What a jerk I am... Alright, first things first I need to--

"Hey, Keeny! Stop sulking over there and help me put Butters into the bin!" The fatass interrupted my train of thoughts, and began compromising. I would never do that, not to "him" at least, but if it were the fatass I'd be happy to do that.

"Keeny!" He kept calling me. That's not my fucking name, asshole, say it properly, geez. Well, that's what he keeps calling me ever since we were kids. Can't change that now, can we.

"Do we really need to be doing this?" I finally spoke up. He raised his brow, and stared right at me. "Wait, what's this...?" He started to tease me like a piece of shit. "Huh? What now?" I opposed, not trusting him. Well not that I trust him all the time, I mean he's mostly the reasons why my death takes place at a very spot. "Could it be, that you have a... SOFT SPOT for this douche!!!" He yelled at me.

Ha? What the fuck did he say?! "Eh...?" I reacted, in a dumbfounded expression. Then it hit me, he thinks I care for Butters! Well, that is true, but he can't know that! It's too risky, that's why I wanted to talk to Butters first, damn.

"A-Agh..A-Ah..g.. WHAT ARE YOU, FUCKING RETARDED?!" I yelled at him once I got his idea, and hit him hardly on the head. I put on an angered face to show it wasn't true, what he said. As he fell down, and started whimpering, I looked at Butters, who had some tears at the corner of his eyes, with cheeks flushed with a light pink color, and he was... LOOKING AT ME?!

I sighed, and avoided eye contact with him, he was too adorable. I need to say something. C'mon, Kenny! At least say something to the lil' fella, he's looks confused! Stop being a goddamn tsundere, and fucking open your mouth!

"K-Kenny...?" Butters called out. I jolted up in nervousness as he started to look a bit confused. I gulped, my lips quivering a bit, trying to pull myself together. Holy fuck, that's adorable, his eyes are so big, it's killing me. "Y-Ye-Y-Yes...?" I stuttered madly, still feeling nervous like a dog that had just heard a gunshot.

"..."
Shit. This is so awkward for both of us, I mean, he's looking at me, completely at me. His head is tilting a bit frontward, yet his eyes looking at me, knees bent down as he sat on it, and of course the fatass is still whimpering on the corner near the lockers like a fat retard who just had drugs.

"...Come on Butters, stand up..." I finally broke the silence, and helped him up. Wowie, I'm actually gonna hold his hands, well I already did hold his hand when we were at the airport and went to Hawaii to fulfill his "grown up" duties, like his parents told him. That was a pretty cool experience too.

As he stood up, he dusted his clothes off and looked at me, smiling delightfully. "Thanks!" He looked so overjoyed, I accidentally put on a seemingly harmless smile.

"Ew. WHAT THE FUCK!?" My ear twitched in annoyance as I heard the fatass, getting up from his knees and out from the corner. I glared at his stupidity and childish ways, as Butters was just beside me confused.

"Are you also turning gay, ya poor little shit? C'mon, don't tell me you're going after Stan and Kahl!!" He ceased. I shot him another glare, as I noticed how stupid he was. Is this a fuckin' joke?

"Stan and Kyle are gay? Wowie." Butters figured, looking impressed. That made me snicker, but I shook my head and eyed on Cartman.

"Fuck no! What are you supposed to be? The fucking narrator? Get lost, fatass!" I hissed. He laughed at me instead, and fled. I guess he won't stop bribing me to NOT be this way after this. I sighed and watched as the fatass made his way around the corner, and I scowled.

I then felt a touch on my shoulder. I turned around and saw Butters smiling at me, which made me nervous and blush like I'm burning my face up. I put my arm over my face so he won't see how red I've become.

"Thanks again! Uh... Kenny...? Yeah!" He thanked me. Wait, did... he...almost forget my ... name? ╯▂╰ That hurt, it stabbed me like I was shot by an arrow. How could he not remember my name? I've been around for as long as I can remember.

"Uh, Kenny? Are you okay?" He asked me, as I bent down, hugging my knees in a corner, and sulking. This is colateral damage for me, he was too... what's the word? Oh right, INNOCENT, and can stab people by his own words, like this apparently. "Yeah, I'm fine... just...fine..." I squeezed in the corner more.

"Ehehe... Let's go to the canteen, it is lunchtime after all." He insisted, making me look at him with a confused look. "W-What?" I reassured. He smiled, and grabbed my arm, playfully swinging it as he dragged me along the halls, to the canteen. Shit! I can feel my face heating up like mad! I turned away, as I let him drag me along, and went to the cafeteria.

=====▶ CONTINUED IN THE NEXT CHAPTER! :3