This is my first BIG South Park story on fanfic, so I am excited! This is a Christmas story about the four boys. Kyle's little brother Ike is very sick, and he does his best to save him, even though it's not going too well. Even though Stan and Wendy are broken up, he is still struggling with it, and things seem to get worse at Christmas season. Since Kenny is poor, he is hoping for some big gift this year, and Cartman's spirit goes down, when he knows there aren't a lot of chances for him to get want he wants, so he tries his best to save it.

Chapter 1: Drawing names

"Ok class," Mrs. Garrison started at the beginning of the 4th grade class, "we're going to be doing something a little different this morning. Since the 2nd grade class is going to be doing some Christmas party and gift exchange next week, the principle decided that she wants us to do the same as well."

A hand rose from the class.

"Yes, Eric?"

"Are we going to be getting presents, and candy?" Eric Cartman asked.

"Yes, we are."

"Coool."

"Now since we're going to be having a gift exchange, we will be doing a Secret Santa thing. Everybody grab a sheet of paper out, you're gonna write your names down, so we can draw them from this box." He held out the small box that they will be using.

Everybody grabbed a sheet of paper out, tore as a small piece, and wrote their names. Cartman thought about the most coolest thing. He wished that all the pieces of paper would have his name on it, so everybody would get him a present. Although he knew it wasn't possible, so he hoped that somebody with big money got his name, like Token. After everybody was done, the box was passed down, and they all put their names in it. "Please let Token get my name," Cartman prayed, his hands crossed.

Mrs. Garrison shook the box a bit, letting the names get mixed up. Then she had the box passed down the students. They each pulled a name out of the box.

When it was Kenny's turn, he pulled out the name, and was anxious to see who he got. He unfolded the paper, and it was...Bebe. He then grew a little nervous. What could he get for Bebe? He barely had any money. In fact, he then knew it wouldn't matter who it was he got, because he wouldn't be able to get the perfect present for anybody. He felt horrible, and wished that he were sick today.

When it was Cartman's turn, he put his hand in the box, and messed around a bit with the names. He didn't want to get anyone he hated. Oh please don't let it be Kyle, do not let it be Kyle! When he pulled it out, he was very disappointed. "Oh God, come on! Why does it have to be him?!" He passed the box down to Stan, and looked at the name he got. It was Butters.

Stan didn't really give a crap of who he got. He didn't mess around like Cartman did. He just put his hand there, and grabbed somebody's name out, then passed it down to Kyle. Stan looked at the name he got, and his heart started to beat hard, and his breathing rate went up, as he started to panic. He got Wendy.

"You ok, dude?" Kyle asked, as he passed the box down.

"Y..yeah. I'm fine." He looked over at Wendy, who was talking with Bebe. Even though Wendy dumped Stan, he still had a crush on her. How could he get something for Wendy? It would be too awkward for him and her.

"Who did you get?" Kyle asked.

He really didn't want to tell him that it was Wendy. He knew that Kyle wanted him to move on from Wendy, and he would get suspicious if he knew that he got Wendy. "It's...a Secret Santa, remember?"

"You don't have to keep it a secret from anybody but the one you got."

"Come on, dude, I just feel like keeping it a secret."

"Ok, that's fine with me."

"Who did you get?"

Kyle unfolded the slip, and quickly looked at it. It was Cartman. He was staring at it for about ten seconds.

"Kyle, who did you get?"

"I got Cartman!"

The class grew silent, and everybody looked at Kyle, including Cartman who also heard what his friend said.

Ooops. Kyle didn't even mean to blurt that out.

Before anybody could say anything, the bell rang, so the class headed out for gym class.

Cartman angrily walked up to Kyle, and started pointing at him. "You did NOT get my name, Kyle!"

"You're just gonna have to live with it, Cartman," he replied.

"I will NOT live with it. I am not gonna have a Jew ruin my Christmas!"

"I will NOT ruin your Christmas, fat boy!"

"Yes you will, Kyle! 'Cause you're a Jew!"

Kyle headed for the door. "You're just gonna have to except it, Cartman." He left.

"You did NOT get my name! YOU DID NOT GET MY NAME!"

At gym class, everybody was playing dodge ball. Cartman was being extra good in this game, yet he was only hitting Kyle on the other team. "Take it back, Kyle! Take it back!"

"No Cartman!" Kyle exclaimed. "Now let it go!"

"Dude, can't you hit anybody but Kyle?" Stan asked.

"No!" Cartman cried into Stan's face. "It's his fault!"

"It is not his fault that he got your name! Now stop being a wimp, and play like a good team member."

Cartman cursed loudly at Kyle, who just tried to ignore him. But he kept shouting.

"Shut up, Cartman!" Kyle cried. "Or I'll hit you hard that you'll end up in the nurses office!"

"Cartman, Brovlouski!" the gym teacher cried. "Shut up, and play the game right!"

"As you wish!" Kyle cried, and threw the dodge ball hard, into Cartman's face.

Cartman fell to the floor, and made it too obvious that he was hurt. Even if it meant crying.

Sorry if that was a little short, but I hoped you like it! Please review, and the next chapter will be up as soon as possible.