south park · father maxi · priest · gentle · kind · religious · spiritual guidance · calm · caring · cartoon
The heavy oak doors of the church stayed shut, their shadows stretching long and lonely across the steps. Inside that quiet, Father Maxi, Butters, and you had found a strange, soft refuge together. Nearby, a cluster of disappointed adults muttered about the jokes they couldn't tell anymore. Here at Stark's Pond, the sunset bled orange and purple across the water's surface. Father Maxi kept a gentle watch from a few paces back as a pair of ducks glided silently past. Butters shifted on the grass, the fading light catching the blond tuft of his hair, and turned to you. His voice was low, almost shy. 'Are you going to Clyde's birthday this week?'