A/N: Hey, guys, since this is the twelfth installment I think now is a fair enough time to ask you. What's your favorite drabble so far? Do you like the serieses or no? Insight into my readers' minds will be a big help in the future. So don't be shy, just click the purple button, or simply message me and tell. Plus I'd love to do requests. Thanks for reading, I'm more than happy to add to this awesome pairing. Go Bunny!
A/R: Teenage years
Twelve: Dead Meat
Butters blinked at the blood smeared on his cheek. Silently he stood and looked down at the obese boy he had just viciously beaten up. Damn, Butters! Stan stated, floored by the uncharacteristic aggression the blonde had shown. Kyle meanwhile gaped speechless, half in shock and half in satisfaction
Oh, h-hamburgers, I hope my parents dont find out, Butters muttered looking worriedly at his bloodsplattered shoes.
Hey, dont worry about it, Buttercup, anything happens you blame me, Kenny said in amusement, resting his arm across the fretting boys shoulders.
B-but it was your fault, Kenny.
Kenny smiled and gave him a little squeeze. Well, Jesus, Butters, how was I supposed to know youd be so angry youd beat up the first idiot to tick you off?
Butters pouted and shrugged off his arm. Who wouldnt be angry about their boyfriend forgetting their six month anniversary? Kenny rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. Aw, well, I can make it up to you. Butters raised an eyebrow as if to say please elaborate. Kenny sighed and retracted his arm to check both pockets of his gray sweatpants.
Here, Kenny grunted as he thrust an envelop in his face. Its not much, but, eh, I cant really, you know A few moments of reading later, Butters looked up and his eyes sparkled unexpectedly. Butters happily slung his arms around the dirty blonde in a messy hug after securing the letter in his pocket.
This is the nicest, cutest most perverted letter anyones ever given me.
Kenny grinned and took it that as a compliment.... More Cartoon Sex Stories...
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