Kenny's P.O.V.

Sitting down the chair of the waiting area, I tried to calm myself down. Butters is in a hospital, and I don't even know what to do. He just fainted like a fallen statue.

"Sir?" a nurse had gotten out, and went over to me. I looked up and tried to hear her out.

"Your little friend is awake." She smiled. As my eyes widened, I felt the happiness and relief.
I went to his room and peeked a bit.

"Kenny!" He yelled up, with his face showing joy. I felt my heart race, and also, it kept beating faster.

"Hey, Butters." I tried to be calm as possible, even though I felt my face heat up.
"Feeling better?" I ask.
He nodded, kindly smiling at me. He looked like a little bunny, without the ears.
That's how cute he is.

"Yeah. They said I should just rest it out." He told me, getting out of bed, and hugging me. He was pretty short, so he was practically just hugging my stomach. But even so, it was the best feeling to have right now.
"Thanks, Kenny!"

"Don't sweat it, Butters. So, the nurse mentioned that you haven't gotyen any sleep lately?" I ask him. He then looked like his smile was fading a little, and that worries me a lot. Well, I am his friend after all, close friend that is.

"W-Well..." He started telling me some things, and as I thought HE was involved in this.

"...Eric told me that if I sleep more than I should, someone's gonna get me while I'm asleep. It scared m-me really..." He told me, his voice practically nervous and confused. I sighed and patted his soft hair, smiling at him.

"That bastard. Well, come on, let's get you home for now." I told him. Nodding, I left him for a while so that I could check him out by the counter. Then I saw the fatass. What the fuck was he doing here?
"Oh, Hey Kee--"
"Still ain't stopping with bullying, eh?"  I interrupted. He glared slightly and sighed.
"Listen, I just want to see Bu--"
"You can't." I cut him off again. And of course, he's pissed now. Piece of crap.
"And why not, you poor piece of gay shit?!" He rambled. I just gave him a cold stare, before going back to Butters to get him out of this damn place.

Later...

"Gee, T-Thanks for looking after me, Kenny." He said to me. Adorable little bunny, of course I'd do that. He's now smiling at me, and I felt my face heat up so I kinda looked away for a bit.

"Don't mention it, kid." I said in embarrassment. Luckily my voice doesn't read that.

Well, when we walked out of the hospital, we did see Stan and Kyle, like holding hands. They were a couple. Stan had enough of Wendy, like breaking up and getting back together, he was tired of all that repition. Butters tapped my head and kinda wondered if my mind was still here on earth.

"Oh, heh, sorry. What is it?" I ask.
"Just wanna know i-if you want to hang out with me today...?" He asked kindly, stopping in his tracks. Good thing though, I almost got hit by a huge truck full of lumber. I could've died, again. Horribly.
"So, do you wanna?" He asked me.
"Yeah, sure. I don't have any plans or anything." I told him in glee. His face was so bright.

"Oh, good. Let's go to Tweak Bros.! I heard they have a new cake flavor!" He told me, grabbing my arm and dragging me along the way to Tweek's coffee shop. Yes, I blushed. So what? You guys need to chill.
As we arrived, we entered and the smell of coffee being brewed were smelling awfully good. Yep, Tweek is definitely making coffee right now, I thought it was his breaktime. Oh, and look over there, it's... Craig?

"Oh, Craig!" Butters called out. I was kinda surprised, were they like, close or anything?

"Oh. It's you two." He took a glance over us and blankly talked to us as he sipped on his coffee. I stared the same way, and let Butters do the talking for now. "What are you doing here?" My companion asked, looking all overjoyed. Craig stared blankly still, and yawned.
"Well. Drinking coffee." He told us. The I thought of something, something good.

"Is that so? Isn't there another reason?" I started. He looked askance, raising his brow at me, he was on to me. Oh shit.
"Where are you getting at? No, there's no other--"
"But you like Tweek, right?" I interrupted him, smiling viciously like I did some criminal activity. Craig suddenly sput out his coffee and wiped himself off, looking at me in surprise. I didn't know he had other expressions than looking blank and angered.
"Agh! Craig, did I ruin your c-coffee???" Tweek came in rushing with a towel, Craig shook his head nervously and shot a glare at me, while I acted innocently, pouting cutely.

"No Tweek. I'm good." Craid assured him. But Tweek grew curious, excellent.

"But w-why did you spit out your co-coffee?" He asked, giving Craig the small  towel. He suddenly got nervous, as Tweek stood oblivious, waiting for his answer.
"Nothing. Kenny just said something funny." He spat at me. Gritting his teeth, looking at me. Butters and I laughed and greeted the coffee addict.

"O-Oh. Hey guys! A-Are you gonna o-order?" Tweek asked, smiling a bit at our presence, telling us kindly to take a seat. Seat? We chose to sit with Tucker for fun.
"Latte and Strawbs cake." I told him. He nodded and went back to the counter to prepare it for us. So, I started to ask Craig again, something related to the previous question since he didn't actually deny it. Butters tagged along with it.
"So you do like him? Like how Stan likes Kyle?" Butters asked him, kinda giggling here and there. Craig looked irritated, his face was like he was saying 'this wouldn't happen if you hadn't come here'. I laughed.
"Shut up. Well, how about McCormick?" He spat, smirking, resting his chin on his palm. Did he just turn the tables around? Wow. Such smart.

"What about me~?" I said, playing along just in case he does anything stupid in front of Butters. In which I think he's trying to make me talk out. No way bro, you first.
"Don't act like you're a princess, we ain't playing the stick of truth. You have someone you like right?" He gestured, looking at me like I'm some sort of pathetic guy.

"N-No... Yes...?" I got nervous. Damn.

"REALLY KENNY???" Butters faced me, he looked inspired. Cute piece of oblivious sparkles.

DOUBLE DAMN.