Hello everyone! I'm not sure if you read my first south park fic, Selfish Cartman as always or not, but this is just a short sequel to that. Hope you enjoy!

Stan, Kyle, Cartman, and Kenny play a pretend game together, but Cartman doesn't play fair.

Selfish Cartman... As Always 2

The four boys sat in the living room of Cartman's house, bored. "I'm bored," Kyle complained. What should we do?"

"I know!" Cartman exclaimed, as he stood up. "Let's play Royalty."

"Huh?" the Jew asked.

"Ya know. Like kings, and stuff like that."

"I guess that sounds like fun," Stan said as he got up.

"Great! I'll go get my king costume." He ran up stairs to his room as the others followed him. When the fat boy got in his room, he put his king costume on, and lastly put on his crown.

"Why do you get to be the king?" Stan asked with a glare, as he stood with Kyle and Kenny at Cartman's door.

Cartman turned around. "Because I AM king," he replied with a grin.

"No you're not!" Kyle cried.

"Be quiet, Kyle! I'm the king, and you guys are my servants."

The three boys looked at each other, unsure of it. But some how, the managed to listen.

"Alright. As the king, I command you three to clean my room, and once your done, I would like a glass of juice."

"Why should we clean your room!" Kyle asked.

"Because I'm the king."

"That's not fair, Cartman," said Stan.

"Yeah, totally unfair," Kenny muffled.

"Alright, alright. Once you're done, one of you can be the king," Cartman said.

The three agreed, and started cleaning the fat boy's room. Once they were done, Stan brought Cartman a glass of apple juice. "Alright, Cartman," he started, "now can one of us be the king?"

"Woe, woe, you guys aren't done yet," said Cartman.

"Yes we are!" Kyle cried. "We cleaned your room, and gave you a drink!"

"Well, I still have one other thing for you to do for me. "Go tell my royal mother that I want pizza for dinner, and bring me back a cookie."

So they did.

"Alright Cartman," Kyle started. "Now let one of us be the king." He reached his hands out, ready to take the crown off the fat boy's head.

"What!" Cartman cried. "In MY costume? I don't think so."

"What?!"

"Cartman," Stan started, "you said after we're done serving you, that one of us can be the king!"

"Well, you're gonna have to find your own costume," Cartman replied.

"What?! Come on you guys, we don't need this. Lets go play another game." So he left with Kyle and Kenny.

Cartman turned and faced his stuffed frog. "Clyde frog, as king of the castle, I want you to go start a war against those three bratts."

Ok, so that was it. Nothing big really. Just something I'd thought I could do.

So far I got seven voters for my next story. Looks like The Adventures of Stan Wendy are in first place so far. Doomed in the Water is second, and Competitions is third. I'm gonna give you guys so more time til Tuesday. Which ever has the most votes, I'll be writing first.