room 216 ; thursday afternoon

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Sam was convinced the island was never going to move again and the rain was never going to start. He'd been trying to hold off on catching a portal (which was still weird) for the sole purpose of buying a skateboard but he hadn't been able to wait any longer. After his records, his skateboard was probably his most prized possession and having it be covered in spray paint, stickers with rockets attached to the back made it pretty much useless to him.

He'd tossed that board in the trash today and headed off island. Yes, he'd gotten soaking wet, yes, his portal had been late (which meant he'd gotten even wetter), but he'd gotten off island and he'd made it to one of his favorite skate shops. A few hours later, he'd come out with a new board and a lighter mood.

Riding it on the island wasn't going to happen tonight because he'd had enough of the rain so Sam was riding his new board up and down the halls, testing out the design and craftsmanship of the longboard. The long, straight halls made for a nice smooth ride but Sam did make sure he watched out for passersby. He didn't need to run over anyone.

[Open post, boy's in the hallway so feel free to catch him there]

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"Whoa, hey, Sam!" said Butters, laughing on his way toward the room down the hallway. "You sure that's safe, ridin' your board in the hallways like that?"

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"You expecting me to get close to some stairs or something?" Sam asked as he rolled on by Butters before using a foot to stop himself. "C'mon, I'm not that dumb. And if I was, I'd deserve the inevitable broken neck. I'm just trying it out. Rain makes it hard to ride."

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"Well, no," said Butters, twiddling with his fingers nervously. "I just don't want you to get grounded, that's all. I'm pretty sure if I rode a skateboard in the hallway, I'd be grounded. I'd hate for that to happen to you, too, Sam."

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"Grounded?" Sam asked, raising an eyebrow. "Did my mom show up for a surprise visit or something? I haven't been grounded in, wow, years. You planning on grounding me, Butters?"

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"Well, I...don't know," said Butters, thinking on the novelty of a concept like doing the grounding himself. He narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, and tried not to chuckle. "Maybe I should, Sam. Yeah. Y-you're just lucky, Sam, that it's rainin' outside, or else you'd be grounded for...for skateboardin' inside!"

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Sam had almost expected Butters to back off nervously so when he didn't, it surprised a laugh out of Sam. It was kind of good to see Butters settling down now that no one named Cartman was terrorizing him.

"Oh yeah?" Sam asked, crossing his arms. "And who gave you the power to ground me? Isn't that usually reserved for authority figures like parents and cops? Did you get deputized?"

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"Well, I'm your roommate, aren't I?" Butters reasoned with a smirk. "That means I'm accountable for you. At some of my other camps, we had Accountabilibuddies, and we had to make sure they stayed good an'...an' on the right path and everything, and so, as your roommate and Accountabilibuddy, it's my duty to ground you if...if you misbehave.

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Well, Sam couldn't deny that Butters' explanation didn't sound too bad. Still, he didn't think he could just let his roommate have all that power without being a little bit stubborn.

"While that sounds all well and good, I just...don't think I'll take you grounding me seriously," Sam decided, shrugging. "You're not my mom or even my, uh, intimidating friend from home."

How did you describe your friend who was a ghost and still bossed you around?

"Guess that counts as more misbehaving, doesn't it?"

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"You bet," said Butters, with a nod, and he started to waggle a finger. "You better watch it, mister, or you'll be double grounded."

He was mostly imitating his dad right now, and realized, just a little, that if his dad knew, he would totally ground him.

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"Double grounding?" Sam asked, eyes widening at what that could possibly mean. "Let me guess, you've been double grounded before. Please tell me that Cartman kid didn't double ground you and you listened to him."

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"Triple grounded," Butters offered, "and, no, not by Eric. Only my parents can ground me. Eric just locks me up for days, sometimes weeks...once for a whole month!"

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"He locks you up?" Sam asked, eyes widening even more. The silliness of the previous conversation was forgotten for the moment. "Butters, I'm not usually a violent guy but have you ever considered punching Cartman in the nose hard enough to break it?"

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"Er, no," said Butters. "I'd mostly be afraid of losing my fist in all that fat. But I did fart in his face a couple of time. When he really deserved it."

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"And to you, what's really deserving it?" Sam asked, wondering if he should fear retaliation Butters style for being a smartass sometimes.

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"Well, I know this one time," said Butters, "Eric had me an' Token join a fake Christian rock band, but he was a real jerk about it, spendin' all our money, and then when he found out Christian rock bands don't get platinum albums, he...well, he rose up holy heck and made a lot of people pretty angry. Including God himself, I'd bet, and it sure got me made, too."

He supposed he could have also mentioned that Token had beaten Cartman up and so it was probably a good idea to strike while the iron was hot, but it didn't seem that important....

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It was kind of scary to think that Butters might actually be talking about the God there. He'd decided not to rule anything out especially after all of Butters' stories combined with the other things he heard. That was just...strange to think about though.

And he was still wondering how Butters was even alive after some of the crap he'd heard. "So, a guy would have to go pretty far to really get you mad. I was just checking to make sure I wasn't gonna wake up to a stinkface one morning because I mouthed off or something. I feel reassured now."

Though he might raise the dead, he didn't plan on raising any deities, at least.

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"Awww, Sam!" Butters had to laugh at that. "Don't be silly! You're my roommate! I could never be mad at you."

And, for good measure, he thought he should probably add, "And I was just kidding about all that grounding stuff, too."

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"Yeah, I figured," Sam said, waving that off. Even if Butters had tried to ground, Sam wouldn't have listened. Though, it was tempting to have a reason to stay inside what with all the rain. "Where are you coming back from? Out jumping in puddles or something?"

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"A little bit, yeah!" Butters said happily. "I can do that here and not get grounded. I can do lots here, and not get grounded!" It sounded like he might be on the verge of a rebellion there, but he was still too nervous about it coming around and biting him on the butt. "I also went to mail some letters, and I picked up some food for the common room, because I figured if I'm eatin' some of it, I better replenish it, too, and then I played with kittens at the pet store, and then has a burger and then went to the computer lab to catch up on my Salutation Feline Peninsula Exertion account, and then I came up here! It's been a real good day. Nothin' as cool as ridin' my skateboard in the hallway, but that's okay!"

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Sam actually thought that sounded a lot cooler or, at least, more productive than what he'd done. All he'd done was buy a new skateboard with the crapload of money he'd inherited for killing a psychopath. That still made him twitchy.

Sam stepped off his board and reached down to pick it up so he could give Butters a better look at the design on the underside of the deck. "It's a new board. My other one was kinda ruined when we went into Japan so I took a portal and found a good skate shop. Picked up a new one and thought I'd give the trucks and wheels a good test before hitting the pavement."

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Butters had to grin a little at that. "Neat!" he said enthusiastically. "I mean, not that you had to get a new one, but that your new one's so nice! I sure hope it stops raining here soon so you can get some better riding out of it, Sam."

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"I'll catch another portal and find a place to ride if the rain keeps up," Sam decided, shrugging. "At this point, I'm half convinced that it's never going to stop and we're never going to see the sun again."

Hey, two weeks straight of this stuff was enough to make even a guy from Seattle restless. He liked rain but this was too much.

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"Aw, don't say that, Sam!" said Butters. "It's gotta wring itself all out eventually! There's always sunshine after the rain, and, if you're lucky, why, you might even get a little rainbow."

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"It's good that one of us is optimistic," Sam replied, shrugging. "I don't know, I've seen a lot of rain in my time but never this much. Maybe this is the start of the apocalypse or something."

It should be noted that he wasn't serious.

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"Naw," said Butters, thoughtfully. "I think there's usually more tornadoes and earthquakes and at least zombies involved in an apocalypse. 'Course, my only experience with one was all fake...unless you count the giant gerbils, but we got out of that one pretty okay."