So I've been getting a lot of PMs about posting more of AngelBabe09's old work and they are driving me CRAZY. But I made a promise. so for the last couple weeks I've been trying to juggle writing my current stories and looking through Angels old stuff. When I came across this I realized she'd never Posted it. After Emailing her and getting her permission we agreed we'd let you all decide! What do you think?
Disclaimer~ I don't own South Park or any of its Characters!
Behind Every Hateful Act
~*~*~ Half way through their Fourth Grade Year, resident Sociopath and Anti-Semitic is led cursing and shouting from class by two men in suits and an Agent from Social Services. The next morning in Class the principal informs the class that he has been sent away, and won't be joining them in classes anymore. Now six years later, a boy named Eric returns, the students expect him to return to his plotting, sadistic ways. So why does he stop bullies from harassing Butters? And what happened to his Mother? 3 Main Pairings Style, Cartters, And KENxOC~*~*~
Prologue
Growing up with someone often times gives you the idea that you know them pretty well. It's a common mistake people often make as children and even occasionally follows into adulthood. The cold hard fact is that this isn't true… you only ever know what they allow you to know. You only ever see in them, what they allow you to see. And if they don't want you to know them, you likely never will. The well practiced are often times even able things from themselves. My friends and I learned this lesson the hard way, and we're never going to forget it. I guess you could say it all started that day in Fourth Grade.
"Shut UP Fat Ass!" Kyle Broflovski snapped glaring furiously at the overweight brunette. The boy puffed up furiously turning and unflattering maroon color.
"EY! I'm not fat I'm Big boned!"
Stan Marsh rolled his eyes growing impatient with the two boys, "Cartman Grow up, Kyle ignore him. You're only encouraging him by reacting."
"He can't help it Stan, Jew's are notorious for their anger issues, and honestly I don't feel safe in the same room as the crazy Jew let alone the same town. I may have to force the Mayor to address this issue, can't have a Violent Jew running around our skewls that's just unsafe. What do you think Kahl, do you think you can keep your Blood lust under control until you're family is run out of town like the violent unstable Jews you are?" Cartman asked offhandedly, a cruel smirk curling his disgustingly rounded face, triple chins jiggling as he spoke.
Kyle sneered in disgust at the brunette, he couldn't believe he hung around the other boy. He was a cold hearted sociopath bent on his own self-destruction. Don't get him wrong, he knew the boy had a heart, he'd seen it once in a blue moon. Just a small glimpse though, but he firmly believe his Heart was slowly being suffocated by all the extra weight the boy somehow seemed to gain at a slow pace. Yes Cartman seemed to get bigger and Bigger as the years flew by. He'd actually be concerned if the boy gave him any reason to be. But Eric Cartman made sure to keep a firm wall between him and the other kids in South Park, never truly letting anyone get close to him. Kyle Could count on one hand the amount of times he'd invited them to spend the night at his house.
"You're not worth it Fat Ass," Kyle scoffed, he didn't know why he bothered with the asshole anymore. It seemed that the bigger the boy got, the meaner he'd become, he knew the school nurse had called Ms. Cartman several times about the boys weight, the three of them had been called down to the Nurse and Counselor often enough to know the school was concerned. Unfortunately, they weren't able to help much as most of their time at Cartman's house was spent when his Mother either wasn't home or 'Otherwise Occupied'. It was a running joke with the Boys of South Park Middle School that Cartman's Mom was the biggest whore in town.
"Bus!" Stan interrupted his thoughts, pointing down the road. Kyle hitched his backpack further up on his shoulder ignoring the condescending ramblings of his… 'Friend'.
The bus ride to school was uneventful. Cartman realized halfway in that Kyle was no longer listening and turned his attention to Kenny McCormick, poking fun at the boys lack of wealth and 'white trash family'. Kenny quickly shut him up with a jab at his Mothers 'lifestyle'. They arrived at school the same as always. Mrs. Crabtree drove up onto the curb scattering the passing students and allowed the passengers on the bus to get off. Miraculously Kenny managed to evade the doors that often decapitated him before hurrying off to class with the others.
Mrs. Garrison as usual arrived in his typical manner.
"Everyone sit down and shut the fuck up!"
Kyle and Stan glanced at each other rolling their eyes as their teacher went on his usual rant about men.
About an hour before lunch and after several arguments and fights resulting in Mrs. Garrison shouting at them to shut up, and sit the fuck down. A knock on the door interrupted her mid rant about a horrible date she'd been on. None of the students had really been listening, or even knew how the subject had come up in the first place.
"Oh who the hell could that be!" Mrs. Garrison huffed, another knock caused her to roll her eyes, "Yeah, yeah keep your panties on!"
Mrs. Garrison opened the door only to be pushed aside by two unfamiliar men in suits, and a kind looking woman in a navy blue pant suit. "My name is Cheryl Brighton, I'm with Child Services. We're here for Eric Cartman."
Mrs. Garrison blinked at the badge the woman presented to him. "Well I didn't do anything I'm a good Teacher dammit!"
The woman raised a brow skeptically and turned to the class glancing around, "Eric Cartman?"
The class turned all at once to stare at the obviously shocked boy sitting in the front row. His eyes narrowed dangerously at the woman, "Who the FUCK are you, you Fucking Bitch!"
The woman pursed her lips raising an unimpressed brow, she glanced back at the men, "alright boys, let's get him out of here."
"What? Who the fuck are you to tell me where to go BITCH? WHERE'S MY MEHM! MEEEEEEEEEEEHM!" Eric struggled and fought as one of the men bodily picked him up ignoring his flailing limps as he tried to struggle and kick.
"WHERE'S MY MEHHHHHM? MEHHHHHHHHHHHHM!"
The class watched in shock as the three unfamiliar adults bodily carried their classmate from the room the Agent leading Mrs. Garrison from the room for a moment.
"Dude," Stan turned to look at Kyle and Kenny, "What the Fuck?"
Kyle rolled his eyes, "This is probably just another one of Fat Ass's schemes or something. Either that or all the awful shit he's done is catching up to him."
Kenny's muffled response got a nod from the other two, "Yeah he'll be back in a day or two," Stan agreed looking bored."
When their teacher returned it was with a grim look on his face. He paused upon realizing he had the student's undivided attention. "What so now you wanna pay attention? Just because something interesting happened you all wanna pay attention now? Well Fuck you I'm not saying a word!" Mrs. Garrison turned around and promptly picked up where he left of in his lesson.
Stan and Kyle exchanged uncertain glances heavy weights settling like bricks in their stomachs.
KSK
After school Stan was surprised to see his mother waiting anxiously by her car. In fact a lot of Parents seemed to be dragging their children to their cars that didn't usually pick them up. "Stan, Stanley, Hurry up now! Kyle, Kenny, both of you too now!" Sharon Marsh waved them over. The boys glanced at each other before hurrying over to the Marsh family van.
"Mom, what's going on?" Stan asked as the boys strapped on their seat belts.
Mrs. Marsh pursed her lips, her face unusually pale, "We'll talk at home sweetheart. Kyle, Kenny, your parents asked me to drop you off at home."
The ride to Kenny's and then Kyle's place was unnervingly quiet as Sharon kept refusing to answer the boy's questions.
Stan was nervous as his Mother hurried him into the house he'd never seen her so out of sorts.
"Mom what's going on?" Stan finally demanded, before spotting his father on the couch.
Shelly looked at her brother looking annoyed, "Shut up Turd! I'm watching MTV!"
"Shelly, go to your room, we need to talk to your brother now." Randy sighed turning off the TV and sounding eerily serious, that alone is probably the reason she didn't argue standing quietly, only pausing to glare accusingly at Stan, before hurrying upstairs.
Stan glanced between his parents nervously, "Oh God, am I in trouble? Whatever it is it was probably Cartman!"
"Son sit down," Randy Marsh patted the couch beside him, forcing a comforting smile on his face.
Stan wasn't convinced but listened to his Father anyway, his Mother took the spot next to him petting his hair and hugging him.
Stan was near breaking point, his parents were acting very out of character and he had no idea why! "What's going on!?"
"Son how well would you say you knew the Cartman Family," Randy hedged his expression darkening for a moment.
Stan rolled his eyes, "I knew the Fat Bastard was somehow related to this. What'd he do now, burn down a village? Burn down an Orphanage? Beat up an old lady?"
Sharon lightly smacked Stan's head, "Stanley your Father and I are serious! How well did you know Ms. Cartman?"
"We didn't really, she's just Cartman's Mom," Stan shrugged glancing between his parents, "Why? Does this have anything to do with Cartman being taken out of class?"
Randy and Sharon glanced at each other in concern, "She never spoke with you boys or anything like that?"
Stan shrugged, "Only to ask us if we wanted to stay for dinner or if we were staying the night, Cartman would always throw a fit though, so we didn't see her too often. Did something happen to her?"
Stan frowned was Cartman's mom missing or something? Did Cartman have anything to do with this? After all the shit he'd pulled, he almost wouldn't put it passed him.
"Alright, that's all we wanted to know sweetheart, go do your homework please," Sharon hugged her son tightly ignoring his protests as she shooed him up to his room.
KSK
The next Morning Eric Cartman didn't show up for the Bus. Principal Victoria joined their class in the Morning to announce that 'do to certain circumstances, Eric Cartman, will no longer be joining us here at South Park Elementary.' The class had gone completely quiet after that no one knowing quiet how to act, before the class (Minus Kyle and Stan) Began cheering.
Stan and Kyle exchanged suspicious and wary looks before silently agreeing to head over to the obese boys house after school.
After school Kenny followed Stan and Kyle to Cartman's House, he didn't see why they cared so much. In a week at the very least Eric would be back in school hopefully it'd be longer though. Kenny would not miss his cruel jabs and ignorant insults toward them. If Kenny never had to be in a classroom with Eric Cartman again it would be too soon.
"Dude!" Stan and Kyle came to a sudden stop, staring in shock at the house before them.
Kenny hurries around his taller friends to see and froze immediately understanding. "Duuuude" Kenny's exclamation was muffled by his parka as usual.
In the front yard stood a big sign with the words Foreclosure in bold red letters. The entire property was roped off in Yellow police tape and a police car was stationed out front. Kyle, Stan, and Kenny hurried over to the car and tapped on the window. Another unfamiliar officer rolled down the window.
"Hey where's Chief Barbrady, or Sergeant Yates?" Stan asks, tilting his head curiously.
The man lowers his shades to look at the three, "Probably busy back at the station kids, you know the family?"
"Yeah we use to hang out with Cartman, did they move?" Stan asked, the unofficial spokes person for their little group.
The man smiled warily, "You could say that. Your little friend's on his way to Indiana, gonna stay with some family out there for a while. I'm sorry kids but your friends already miles away." The man gave them a sympathetic smile before advising them to go on Home."
Stan, Kyle, and Kenny made their way to Kyle's house in a daze. Eric Cartman was gone… he was really gone. No more insults, no more fights, no more manipulative schemes, no more Adventures turned Dangerous. Eric Cartman couldn't bother them anymore… he couldn't bother anyone in South Park anymore… so why did they feel so sad?
"So what do we do now?" Kyle asked sitting on the front step with Kenny and Stan.
Stan shrugged starring at his shoes, "Go on living I guess, we're ten what can we do?"
"I guess you're right," Kyle sighed, "It just feels so weird… Cartman's… Gone."
"We could try and get him back?" Kenny mumbled through his parka.
Stan shrugged, "Yeah I guess we could, but where would he live? They foreclosed his house… whatever that means."
"It means the bank owns it now Dude, and I doubt they're gonna what to give it back, Plus the police are involved and we don't know what happened." Kyle shrugged, feeling conflicted. He was both Happy and Sad to see the overweight boy go. On the one hand, no more Jew Jokes, On the Other… well he didn't really understand why he was upset but he was.
Stan sighed scratching the back of his head, "So… we just move on with our lives?"
"Looks like it" Kenny muffled, feeling just as conflicted.
Kyle sighed, "This sucks let's go watch TV or something. The other two nodded and followed him inside.
And so started life in South Park without Eric Cartman, it was strange at first and for a while the now trio of friends felt off balance and out of sorts. But as the months passed without Cartman and his abrasive behavior, they grew closer to other kids in their class.
Stan began hanging out with Clyde Donovan, Token Black, and Bridon Gueermo more often. He started playing football more often and before he knew it he was hanging out with them more then Kyle and Kenny.
Shortly after Stan stopped coming around, Kyle began hanging out with Mark Cotswold, Kevin Stoley, Butters Scotch, and even Wendy Testaburger. They five would study together and often times spend hours discussing political points and historical facts. On weekends they'd help Butters study and do their best to keep his parents off his back. Before he knew Kyle quit football and he was seeing less and less of his old friends.
Kenny being the last of the old group felt sadden by the loss of their little circle. He found it odd that without Cartman around, their friendship just… drifted away. They still saw each other, but not nearly as often as they use too. They could hardly call each other Best friends anymore.
Without Kyle and Stan, Kenny began hanging out with Tweek Tweak, Craig Tucker, Bebe Stevens, and later that year the new kid Liam Carr. As months pass and turn into years the boys drift further and further apart. By the time they reach Freshman year in High School one would be hard pressed to see how the groups had ever been connected to begin with.
Stan was chosen to be Captain of the Football team Freshman year, he also became the Star Quarterback, he spent most of his time slacking off and flirting with Cheerleaders (Most Often Heidi Turner the Captain of the Cheerleaders). His group was often times seen bullying or taunting the 'Nerds' in the school.
Kyle as it turns out was labeled 'King of the Nerds' the first few months into Freshman year. Although, he preferred to call his friends and himself the 'intellectuals' of South Park High, and he also firmly maintained that there was no king and that they brainless Sheep following a thug destined to work at a McDonalds the rest of his life.
Kenny and his group were considered Misfits right of the bat, they were a strange mix of Skater/Stoner/Slutty/Delinquents. Needless to say, Kenny's group stuck to themselves, unless they were 'hunting' (Looking for sex). Kenny himself spent most of his time stoned out of his mind to forget the way things use to be. Don't misunderstand. He loved his friends, Liam was his Best friend, but he missed his old friends as well and it sucked watching them fight all the time. He'd tried confronting them about it, but it hadn't turned out to well. Stan and Clyde beat the crap out of him, and Kyle had told him to get his burnout ass off his porch. So Kenny smoked the pain away, settling for telling Liam all about the old days and marveling at the insanity that was South Park. Deciding reuniting his old friends was impossible… then again, this is South Park, and impossible never applies to South Park.
TBC
So I found this In AngelBabe09's Files, it was never Posted. I sent her an Email asking what she wanted me to do and she told me it should be up to my readers, so I ask you… Continue?