Kyle paced around the waiting room nervously as he, Stan, Kenny and all of their parents waited to hear about an update about Cartman's current condition. Their concerned thoughts were interrupted, however when Liane rushed out of The Emergency Room, to catch up with the police officers, followed by the rather somber-looking doctor.

"Well, how is he?" Kyle asked worriedly as Stan, Kenny and all of the other parents stood up, in anticipation.

"Well fortunately, he came to and he seems to be doing just fine now. He just needs to rest for a couple of days and he'll be back to his normal self in no time." The doctor explained with a serious demeanor.

"Oh, thank goodness!" Kyle breathed a sigh of relief as he collapsed into one of the waiting room's chairs from exhaustion.

"Yeah, thank goodness...Cartman's really lucky to be alive..." Stan sternly agreed as he took a seat next to Kyle.

"Yeah, I know..." Kyle panted.

"Okay dude, are we seriously gonna pretend like all that didn't just happen?!" Stan growled.

"What are you talking about, dude?!" Kyle gasped, in confusion.

"I'm talking about the fact that Cartman wouldn't even be in here if you hadn't ignored me and gotten involved in his love life in the first place!" Stan snapped.

"He was using her, Stan and I already told you that I didn't mean to hurt him! He was grabbing my arm and I pushed him! I could have ended up in The Hospital instead if it had've been the other way around!" Kyle argued as he angrily hopped down from his chair and took a few steps away from Stan with a scowl plastered across his countenance.

"I told you to stay away, Kyle! I told you to stay out of it! I warned you that it would get too out of hand but you wouldn't listen to me!" Stan reminded as he stood up from his seat, to follow Kyle.

"I said I was sorry; okay?! What more do you want from me?!" Kyle snapped as he turned around, to face Stan.

"Sorry? Sorry?! Kyle, Cartman almost died because of you; I don't think sorry's gonna cut it!" Stan explained.

"What are you saying, Stan?" Kyle asked, in a worried tone.

"I'm saying that you really screwed things up this time, dude...Cartman's probably not even gonna wanna see you here! What if he decides to press charges?!" Stan replied as he threw his hands up in the air, out of frustration.

"Oh, please Stan; what could fatso possibly charge me with?!" Kyle asked as he threw his arms up in the air, out of frustration as well.

"A restraining order..." Officer Harrison Harris Yates answered Kyle's rhetorical question as he entered the hospital's waiting room, followed by Cartman's angry and protective-looking mother.

"W-What?" Kyle gasped as he was barely able to speak. The utter shock and trauma of the situation had knocked the wind out of him.

"A restraining order that says you're not to come within six-hundred feet of Eric Theodore Cartman..." Officer Yates repeated himself as he showed Kyle the restraining order.

"What?! You can't do that; how is Kyle gonna go to school?!" Sheila complained.

"He'll just have to attend his classes online..." Officer Yates explained.

"This is so unfair! Why can't Cartman just drop out of school?! He's failing all of his classes anyway! At least I actually try hard in school!" Kyle complained.

"Because you're the one, who committed the offense; therefore, you have to be the one to stay away from Eric..." Officer Yates explained, before exiting the hospital. Stan was now beginning to feel sympathy for Kyle as he knew that something like this was going to happen to him if he were to interfere with Cartman's relationship. He wasn't going to scold Kyle for it any longer though as he felt that his point had finally gotten across to Kyle.

"Kyle...It's gonna be okay, dude..." Stan reassured as he placed a comforting hand on Kyle's shoulder but Kyle only snatched his shoulder away from Stan as he turned around, to face him.

"No...No! Cartman can't keep me from going to school! I actually care about my grades! I've put way too much time and effort into my grades!" Kyle snapped.

"Kyle, Cartman has a restraining order; okay? You can't come within six-hundred feet of him. Now, let's get you away from his hospital room, before you get yourself into anymore trouble with him and let's go get all of your stuff out of your locker..." Stan calmly explained as he now saw that the restraining order wasn't clicking within Kyle's mind. He then began to lead Kyle toward the hospital's exit but Kyle once again snatched himself away from Stan.

"No! I'm not removing anything of mine from that school, including myself!" Kyle retorted.

"Look, dude; why don't you just go home and take some time to cool off? I'll get your stuff for you..." Stan offered as he approached the hospital's exit but then he suddenly stopped and turned around to face Kyle with a look of suspicion.

"And stay away from Cartman..." He warned, before he left. Meanwhile, Liane returned to Cartman's hospital room and took a seat next to his hospital bed.

"Everything's taken care of poopsykins; you don't have to worry about that mean-ol', Kyle boy anymore..." Liane reassured as she placed a hand over her son's hand.

"Thanks, Mom but there is one more thing that's botherin' me..." Cartman sniffled pitifully as he attempted to manipulate his mother.

"What is it poopsykins?" Liane asked, out of concern as she once again fell for her son's tricks.

"Well mom, Kyle made my girlfriend, Patty Nelson break up with me and now I'm lonely; can I please have my bone marrow tested so I can find my perfect match, made in Heaven, the girl, who has my missing rib, like Adam and Eve?" Cartman pitifully begged.

"Of course, poopsykins; anything for you..." Liane agreed, before rushing out of his hospital room, to get one of The Doctors. Cartman couldn't help but grin his infamous, Grinch-like grin again as he knew that God's plan for him was now coming together perfectly. Now, he would be able to have a girlfriend that Kyle couldn't take away from him, no matter what he told her because she would be his perfect match. So, the doctor's tested Cartman's bone marrow and searched desperately for a match.

Cartman and his mother waited for what seemed like hours until one of the doctors had finally returned to the hospital room to deliver the news to Cartman.

"Well, did you find a match?" Liane asked.

"It wasn't easy but yes we did...Eric? Say hello to Margo." The doctor announced as a little girl, roughly around Cartman's age with short, brown, curly hair that had blonde highlights in it, a teal, double-breasted coat and tan, stockings with black boots entered the room with a small, warm smile plastered across her countenance.

"She's beautiful..." Cartman grinned with a lovestruck sigh after he took a moment to examine her appearance.

TO BE CONTINUED...