Butters walked around, looking at the snow, as he thought to himself. "It's not fair! Everyday, I always get pushed around! My parents abuse me! Cartman uses me! And my friends aren't much of a help at all! If I ruled the world as Professor Chaos would have to respect me them! Oh, who am I kidding? I don't have that power! If only I can have some respect."
That's when Butters spotted the rock. The boy was speechless for its beauty and decided to pick it up. Finally, he came to his senses as he inspected the rock. "What is it?" he asked still staring at until he realized how cold the outside world was. "I sure could use a coat." he said to himself when he felt something on his chest. he looked at it and saw there was a black coat on it.
Butters looked around him to find anyone else and found no one. He looked at coat then at the stone he held."Oh hamburgers! It must be some kind of magic rock!" After a few seconds, his face turned from a shocked face to a demonic grin. "A rock I can use to solve my problems." He thought about it for a moment and decided to use it on...
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