Kyle's P.O.V.

All four of us watched as Craig followed the other two who went off first, bored as usual. Stan glared at him, and Craig glared back, they're not really on good terms as you can see. They think of our own groups like some sort of competition, which is not and never will be. "Stan..." I sighed, reminding him to leave that away. He groaned and crossed his arms together. "Fine." He scowled.

"Butters?" Kenny suddenly asked Butters, who was looking glum and sad. Ever since that fatass' intent to punch Tweek in the face. I think we missed something in that part. "W-What?" He replied back to Kenny. I frowned in concern, Cartman has been doing some prohibited stuff around the school and inside it, without the teachers or staff noticing.

"You don't look okay to me." Stan stated, walking towards short blonde. Butters avoided contact, and tightened his fists, and laid them on his chest. "I'm fine... rea-" "Hey bonebag!" We heard an intimidating yell from across the hall. We glanced behind us, and saw Cartman there staring boldly at us, but mostly glared at Butters.

"U-Uh..." Butters panicked, hiding behind Kenny, in which the orange-coated lad gazed on, and was seemingly blushing. "What do you want, fatass?" I asked angrily. Seriously, still picking on the innocent, bullying other sensitive kids, and acting like a sore loser. You see, we have removed Cartman from being our, how you say, fourth friend, and we're looking for a new one. That's one reason why he's so pissed.

"Tch. Shut up, Jew! I ain't fat!" He scowled. I rolled my eyes over, and glared at him. He was looking at Butters furiously, like he was gonna tenderize and eradicate him to the ground.

"Stotch! You've got lucky last time! Because of that poor, orange-coated, gay asshole!" Cartman pointed at Kenny, looking irritated at him. Kenny looked back at him twitching in anger and annoyance.

"Shut up, you fat fucker!!!" Kenny growled, glaring at the fatass. Cartman snickered, and laughed, which confused us. "Hahahaha! You're fucking guilty, aren't you! PA-THETIC!" Cartman made fun of Kenny, whuch is never good news at all. When you mess with Kenny, you'll regret it. He'll do anything to get revenge on the person who made fun of him, violate, beat up or something. Either one of those. He's not weak, that's all I can say.

"Tch. Haha." Kenny said sarcastically. Oh god, here we go. That fatass betyer regret it while it's still okay.

"What am I saying? Haha." He stated, as he started going towards Cartman. He looked dark, cold and psychotic.

"Eh."

"Haha. Listen, you fucking pig, try to harm any of my pals, I'll surgically attach your face to your ass! I swear to god, I'll mess you up, and this is not even the beginning of it!!! So, be ＲＥＡＤＹ." Kenny said, lifting the fatass up by his collar, glaring at him with despise. He looked so evil, like he was almost gonna kill him and send him to hell afterwards. I wouldn't want to be in Cartman's place right now.

"Geez. LET GO OF ME, YOU CREEP!" Cartman hissed. Kenny let go of his collar, making him fall flat on the floor, and fled unintentionally. Yep, he's really gonna die, sooner or later, not that I care about anything that happens to him. I'll never save him again.

"K-Kenny can be scary...?" Butters asked me, tugging the sleeve of my jacket. I took a glance and smiled faintly. "Eh...Y-Yeah..." I stuttered a bit. Kenny came and deeply made a sigh. Was he tired of lifting that fat fuck up? Has to be.

"Heh. Sorry you had to see that." Kenny apologized. Butters waved his hands, panicking. Saying that it's all okay.

"Speaking of which, who's gonna be our fourth friend?" Stan asked out of the blue, scratching the back of his head. Oh yeah, we were looking for one, and no, we are not doing that stupid contest style. Tweek became our fourth friend for a couple of weeks, but he didn't like it that much. We did make him go through some major trouble, I can't blame him really.

"What about Butters?" Kenny proposed, showing off Butters, as he looked confused. Kenny had a smug look on his face, but I wouldn't mind giving Butters a chance. I admit he's boring at first, but I guess now he can show us all he's got.

"M-Me???" Butters said nervously.

"Sure, why not?" Stan agreed. Ruffling Butters' hair and smiled, reassuring him that they want to have them in our group. I nodded, and looked at Butters.

"Gee, guys thanks..." Butters said shyly, twiddling his thumbs and smilng nervously. "...and Kenny can be your guard." Stan suddenly announced. Both Kenny and Butters were mesmerized and shocked.

Kenny was blushing madly, I don't know why though, but he keeps messing around with his hair, like trying to put things together. On the other hand, Butters was pretty happy and excited, having someone to protect him for the first time IS pretty awesome. They'll also have a fresh start, I suppose?

"S-Seriously??? I-I... Uh... I-I-I do- I..." Kenny stammered, unable to say anything, but was trying. He took a glance at Butters, carefully eyeing him. Butters was looking fine with it, Kenny covered his face, showing only his eyes, apparently he was blushing again.

To be honest though, I wonder why Stan keeps barfing whenever it's just the two of us. Gross but weird. He only barfs if there's someone he likes. I don't have a single clue.

"Alright then..." Kenny gave up trying to talk Stan out of it, and took it instead. After a short while, he smiled to himself.

"Today's a new day, huh?" Stan mentioned.

Yep, a new day. A fresh start.

- TO BEAT THAT FATASS RETARD.