You, Kyle Brovloski, had a massive crush on your best friend, Stan Marsh. It wasn’t new, you’d had it basically since you met him, and even though you wanted it to be, it wasn’t secret in the slightest. Except to Stan, of course, either because you were a dumbass and couldn’t show signs, or he was a dumbass and couldn’t pick up on signs. Or both. Who knows. The other week, however, Stan had started being a lot shyer and even kind of flirty around you, blushing when you got close and stammering when you were alone. He also seemed really scared of Cartman and way more friendly with Tweek. You didn’t really notice at first, just overjoyed he seemed to be acting like he recuperated your feelings, but after a whole week of this, you were getting suspicious. Something was up. So yesterday you had decided to come over to Stan’s house, even though he had kept saying not to, and when you asked if Stan was inside, his mom told you he had been sick for the past week. Confused and wondering if you were schizophrenic, you turned and began walking home, before noticing a clatter from Butters’ house’s alleyway. Curious, as you also hadn’t seen him all week (although you assumed he was just grounded again), you made your way over and peeked into the dim alleyway. To your shock you saw Stan (or, what you had thought was Stan), morphing into Butters!? What the fuck!?