Cafeteria; Monday Lunchtime [ 01/02 ].

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Sure, going home for the holidays had been great and everything, but there had been one thing about Fandom High that Butters had really, really missed that he couldn't get while he was in South Park, either, and that was cafeteria food.

That's right, cafeteria food. He was one of the first ones down there at the cafeteria for lunch that day, bouncing eagerly from foot to foot as he got a great big red tray, a wee tiny little milk carton (with a straw, of course!), and his lunch for the day.

Because, admit it, there is always something just really awesome about Salisbury steak and tater tots.

[[ I just really wanted to do a cafeteria post. Open lunchroom is totally open! ]]

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"Oh BOY!!! Tater tots!!!"

Sometimes, it was the little things that made Hank happy.

Let's be honest -- it was always the little things. The big things kind of confused him.

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Butters had to laugh a little at being able to see someone appreciate tots as well as they should be appreciated.

"I know!" he chimed in, brandishing one doused in ketchup happily before popping it into his mouth and sending it to its demise. "They're all crispy and everything! It sure is good to be back in school again!"

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"I KNOW!!!" Hank agreed. "I mean, the actual 'school' part's kind of a drag, but the rest of it is totally Ratman!!!"

How had Hank and Butters gone this long without squeeing at each other? It was probably Hank's antisocial mun's fault.

"Hey, you're that Texas guy from the radio, aren't you?!?! You're, like, FAMOUS!!!"

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And now Butters' face was as red as the ketchup on his tot, but a smile was there, too, as he ducked his head sheepishly. "Aw, shucks," he said humbly. "Not that famous..."

And then, lifting his eyes to peer hopefully at Hank: "...Am I?"

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"Well, sure!" Hank told him. "You're on the radio -- that makes you famous, doesn't it? You're a personage of local import, anyway!!! I mean, you're Texas Radio Guy!!!"

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"Big Texas Butters," he corrected, his smile still sheepish, but he did pull himself up with some pride. It didn't last long, though, and his shoulders fell again. "But maybe I'm more of a washed up has-been than a local person of import, 'cause I can't do radio this semester. I got grounded for sayin' all that questionable content where eclveryone could hear it."