Kenny's pov
I finally got this small tattoo palor open. I was outside staring up at the clean brand new sign that said Inked Orange. It a big joke the name but I still wear a god dammed orange coat. I pulled out my phone to take a photo for my social media as this person slams right into me. Knocking me down as the person pinned me to the ground.
Butters's pov
Im running down the street late, late to open my own shop I have a order that being picked up in and as I look at my clock on my phone I run into something or someone. I hear a loud groan and I open my eyes to see ive pinned down a man covered in a few bandaid a few piercings and looks like tattoo. I cant tell over his orange jacket. I stamber to speak before im cut of with him speaking "Well this is a nice way to be greeted back home, now can you please get off." I blush getting off of this guy who seems like I should know who he is. I stamber a bit and rub my nuckles toghter, damm I need to break this habbit "im sorry dude I was running late for work and wasnt looking". He brushed off standing infrount of me. He spoke hearing a laugh in his voice "you still rub your nuckles toghter after all these years Butters.".Then I realized who it was it was Kenny.
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Ink & Flowers (Bunny South Park)
Fanfiction~not my art~ In the town of South Park things have changed since everyone grown up. Most people parents left there kids and gave them there family homes. And Butters has open up his own flower shop in town. Kenny went to the city when he turned 16...
