Chapter 1=New Home
Cartman P.O.V
Officer Barbrady had caught mom hitting me but it's ok. She always told me parents were suppose to do that. I watched in confusion as she was lead away and then Barbrady and the new cop
(there is another guy due to Barbrady's IQ),Sam stood there. "Eric, you will be living with the Broflavskis from now on. Alright?" Sam told me. I was quite thinking that could go any way. I got along ok
with Kyle most days and he was my friend out of him, Kenny, and Stan. Hell...he was my best friend! But...I also fought with him the most.
Why it could go any way in that situation.
"Alright" I said shrugging. "I am having you get a medical report and then it will be taken to them." Sam said. I nodded. I went to the drs. The dr was quite throughout my physical and my other
tests. "Will have to tell the Broflavskis about this one. Eric, you have autism." he said.
"So I am retarded then?" I asked, used to crude language and humor due to other adults always saying it. "No! No! Far from it. You should read this. Good book. Most autistics end up as scientists or
writers and have quite a lot of ideas in their heads. Your IQ is acually unknown but I wouldn't sell yourself short either. A lot of people on the spectrum have become famous writers or college professors." my dr said.
I sighed. "Ok. Anything else?"
"Yes...were you raped?" the dr asked. I sighed. "A few times." I said, remembering mom's clients touching me. The dr nodded. "Will require you to see a therapist for what has happened, Eric. Now you should head
to your new home." he said.
-Later-
Cartman P.O.V
When I got to the Broflavski residence, Shelia was reading about autism and Gerald was the one who answered the door. "You'll have this room" Gerald said, showing me a room with purple wallpaper and blue carpet. "So long as you don't destroy
any part of the house, you can decorate it any way you want. I would suggest no Terrance and Phillap. Shelia is trying to get some accualle English into you kids."
"Alright." I answered. After I was done setting up, I had posters of my favorite bands, Paramore and Simple Plan up along with some other random posters but none of them were Terrance and Phillap as promised. I put up other things and then a knock
came at the door and I opened it. Kyle stood there. "Supper is done." he said.
Kyle P.O.V
I suspected Cartman was on the autism spectrum especially afte
r the "ass-burger" incident when he thought he should put burgers in his ass and I had caught him and had to explain what aspergers was at the time and Stan and I took him to Stan's speech therapist to show him. Eventually Kenny, me and Stan all began to suspect it. However
we are his friends and don't really care.
Everyone just picked on him at school and stuff. I smiled knowing how smart he could really be. He was a straight A student in his English and History class but had a hard time in Chemistry and Science. Cartman sat down by me at the table as mom brought out
tonight's dinner, spaghetti. I noted Cartman pileing certain parts of the pasta away...the olives and onions. "Would appreciate it if you tried everything, Eric." mom said. "You might like it."
He paused. "2 bites and she won't bother you about it." I said. He nodded mixing the food up so it wouldn't bother him much and took a bite. "Hmmm. It does taste great! Thanks!" he said.
I smiled at this.