Eric Cartman is No More
Acknowledgements: "South Park" and all characters belong to co-creators Trey Parker and Matt Stone.
Disclaimer: The following fan fiction contains murder, coarse language and may be illogical at some instances.
Chapter 3 – Tying Up Loose Ends
A few weeks later, Stan and Kyle were back from their vacation. I asked them to come to my house for us to play. Stan said that it would be better to for us to go to Cartman's house, make him feel less lonely. I then said that he hated me and didn't want to see me. This lie was enough to convince them to visit my house instead of Cartman's. They can't find out about Cartman's murder. At least not yet. I knew that they would find out sooner or later so I have come up with a plan to shut them out for good. This news does not need to be spread even more.
On Friday morning, I asked Stan and Kyle to follow me to Stark's Pond for a boat ride. We all went and I rowed a rented boat to a secluded spot on the pond, where we won't be seen. I told them that there was a crocodile coming right for us and both of them turned around. I quickly strangled Stan with my bare hands and he quickly passed out. Kyle quickly turned back and tried to stop me but I continued and killed Stan. "What the f***, Kenny?!" Kyle exclaimed. I tried to grab hold him but he quickly jumped off the boat and swam back to shore. I had lost Kyle and was soon going to be ratted out by that f***ing Jew. I knew there was no other choice but to drown myself, make it look like a suicide, and no one will find out about Cartman. I jumped into the water and drowned myself.
"What the f***, dude." Stan said. "Why the f*** didn't you kill Kyle?" Cartman questioned angrily. "Yeah, why dude?" Kyle also questioned. I simply replied, "Kyle survives, so what, its just a story." Cartman stayed pissed at me for not killing Kyle, but whatever dude, this is my story and I will do whatever I want with it. f*** 'em.
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