South Park: Another
Chapter 10: Too Late for Sex
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A/N: How do you all do? First off, let's get the results of the game out of the way.
GAME 1: Awesome-HetaliaQueen 37: One of Butter's Parents... You are colder.
GAME 2: Mollanise: Cartman... Colder.
Awesome-HetaliaQueen 37: Colder.
Better luck next time!
Sorry it's been a while everyone! I've been busy with life, and yes, I even got lazy on this series (and a lot of other things!), but never fear, this series is still going strong, I haven't given up hope! (I still need to update the website for this series though... -_-; )
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"Hey Cartman?" asked Butters.
"What?"
"Is your mom still a whore?"
"HUH?!"
The small group laughed. They honestly didn't expect Butters to ask such a question.
"What?" asked Butters confused.
"My mom is not a whore." growled Cartman.
"Yes she is." retorted Stan. "She like, just fucked my dad a day ago."
"Then she did Bradley's, Jimmy's, and Bebe's dad!" said Kyle laughing. "Face it dude, she's a whore."
"No she's not!" yelled Cartman. "You guys are so immature."
"Oh, and you're not?" sneered Wendy. She and the girls were sitting close enough to over hear them.
"No, I'm not." Protested Cartman. "And I suppose Butters doesn't get grounded anymore."
"Actually, I don't." said Butters. "Mom's a lot nicer when dad's not around, and dad's never around because he's always at work."
"Oh, that's a load of bull crap." sneered Cartman. Butters just ignored him and continued to eat his lunch. "And why didn't you ask if Kyle's mom was still a big fat bitch?!"
"Shut up fatass!" yelledc Kyle.
"Well she is a fat bitch Kyle."
"Cartman, you are a load of shit." yelled Kyle. "Do you get off on pissing people off or something?"
"Actually I do." said Cartman proudly. "It's the only thing to do to pass the time here."
Everyone at this point was fed up with Cartman and just wanted to tune him out. This only pissed off Cartman, so he looked around the room far an easy target. Finally, he spied Kenny sitting at the window calmly looking out.
"You know..." started Cartman. "I bet Kenny and Butters are gay for each other."
Butters did a spit take, as did many other in the group. Kenny heard this and looked over. Cartman noticed, was happy happy that he got Kenny's reaction, and continued on.
"They've probaly have had sex too, that's why they always hang around each other."
Kenny quickly walked over to where Cartman was and punched him on his leftt cheek. This sent a stunned Cartman to the ground.
"I'm not gay," said Kenny sternly. "and neither is Butters."
"You... fucking... BASTARD!" Cartman yelled as hee got off the ground and punched Kenny in the gut. Kenny fell to the floor clunching his stoumach in pain.
"That... was... a cheap... shot..." Kenny struggled to say with the wind knocked out of him.
"Well that's what you get for punching me you stupid mother fucker."
Kenny slowly got up and lunged at Cartman. He tackled him to the ground. Butters, meanwhile, couldn't watch any longer.
"Kenny, Eric... stop this please!" pleaded the young blonde as he tried to pull the two boys off each other.
"Yeah Kenny," sneered Cartman. "You're making your "Girlfriend" upset."
"Shut up!" Kenny yelled as he puched Cartman, splitting his bottom lip.
"You son of a bitch!"
"You son of a whore." retorted Kenny. Even more anger filled up inside Cartman and he continued to fight Kenny while Butters's pleas to stop the fight fell on deaf ears and some of the students yelled "Fight! Fight! Fight!". In all the commotion, Butters, who was a little too close, accidently got hit by one of Kenny's punches. Startled, he fell back.
Kenny heard Butters scream in pain and stopped to look over. He saw Butters's nose start to bleed. Kenny realized the fight had to stop, so he got up and rushed over to Butters.
"You okay?" he asked.
"No... my nose is fucking bleeding!"
"Yeah... sorry about that..." said Kenny in shame and embaressement. "Let's get you to the nurses office and try to stop that bleeding."
"Okay." said Butters as Kenny helped him up. They both started to walk out of the classroom.
"Oi!" yelled Cartman. "If you walk out of here, then I win."
"Whatever..." said Kenny rolling his eyes and shaking his head in disgust. The two blondes left the classroom, while Cartman celebrated. Everyone else just ignored him as usual.
After school, Cartman got on the yellow school bus and plopped down on the seat behind Kyle and Stan. Kyle turned around to face Cartman.
"You know, that was very rude what you did back there Cartman." he said in a serious tone. "You know that Kenny isn't gay."
"No... but Butters might be." grinned Cartman.
"Serisouly dude, you need to be nicer to people."
"Oh, so you're a kindergarden teacher now Kyle?!" exclaimed an enraged Cartman. "I'm not a kid you know, I'm fucking 17 years old, so you shouldn't tell me what to do."
"Dude... I was just saying that you should be nice at least until this year is over." said Kyle. "You wouldn't want to die some horrible death because you were mean would you?"
Cartman grunted and leaned against the window. He knew Kyle was right. He could possiably die this year, and judging on how he was behaving, he should be a lot nicer, just in case, but he was furious at Butters and Kenny for starting the calamity, but decided there was nothing he could do about it.
"Cartman?" asked Kyle, worried about the long silence.
"Whatever..." said Cartman not saying another word.
The bus ride home seemed a lot longer for Cartman since Kevin's death, and that goth kid. When he finally got home, he felt his phone vibrate. He fished it out of his pocket and looked at the caller ID. The call was from the hospital. He answered the phone dreading what he would hear.
"Hello?"
"Is this Eric Cartman?" asked a male voice on the other end.
"Yeah. Who is this?"
"This is Dr. Aldren from Marianne's Wings Hospital." the man on the other end said. "Eric... your mother is in the hospital."
"What?" Cartman said in a quiet, stunned voice.
"Your mother... she is in the hospital. It appears she is very sick and may die soon. I apologize, but could you come over to see her? She doesn't have much time left."
"I- I'll be right there..." mumbled Cartman as he hung up the phone. He fell to his knees in shock, dropping his phone. He couldn't believe his ears.
A million thoughts were racing through Eric Cartman's mind at this moment. 'Why him?' was his first thought, ' What was she dying from?' was his second. 'Is this my fault because I wasn't nice to people?', 'Am I next?', 'Can she fight it?', 'What will I do without her?' were just some of the many thoughts running around in his mind. His final thought was 'I have to go see her'.
Cartman slowly got off the ground and rummaged around for bus fare, when he found some, he slowly made his way to the bus stop. He really didn't remember anything on the bus ride over, he was still replaying the phone conversation he had with Dr. Aldren. He didn't even remember asking the front desk where his mum was, or walking up to her room. When he did make it to her room, he ran to her bed, tears that he didn't know he was crying, flowed from his chubby cheeks.
"Mom! Mom! Are you okay?" Cartman asked hysterically as he lightly shook his sleeping mother.
"Hmm..." groaned Ms. Cartman as she slowly woke up. "Eric is that you?"
"Yes mom, it's me. How are you feeling."
"Tired." said Ms. Cartman with a hoarse voice. "They've got me on so many meds."
She looked over at her son, who she dearly loved. She saw the tears streaming down his face. She held up a hand to touch the face that only a mother could love and stroked it.
"Why are you crying sweetie?" she asked, concern in her voice.
"I- I heard that... that you were d-d-dying!" Cartman said full blown crying now.
"Oh sweetie..." she said. "Mommy's not dying. She's just a little sick. I'll be okay, don't worry."
"How can you be a little sick if you're here in a hospital?!" cried Cartman.
"Come," said Ms. Cartman moving aside and gestering for her son to sit on her bed with her. " Come cuddle with mommy."
Cartman obeyed and snuggled in his mother's arms. She knew that she was going to die, the HPV-16 was incurable at this point, but regardless, she wanted to comfort her son as much as possible.
"Mom?"
"Yes?"
"What are you dying from?" asked Cartman clunching the clothes on his mother.
"I'm not dying." shde assured him again. "The doctor said I have HPV-16."
"What's that?"
"Well... it's... like a virus. It should clear up soon. Let's stop talking about it okay?"
"Okay..." Cartman agreed relcutanly as he moved closer to his mother. 'Why couldn't I die instead?' wondered Cartman as he slowly fell asleep to both the beeping of the heart moniter and the beating of his mother's heart.
"Aww... Poor little baby Cartman, you gonna cry?"
Cartman woke up to see who was taunting him. It was pitch black. He could hear someone snickering in the background. He turned to the noise. He saw only a flash of silvery light over and over.
"W- who's there?!" he screamed.
"Aww... Poor baby Cartman, you gonna cry?" said the mocking voice again followed by the snickering. Cartman reconized the voice, but who was it?
"I asked you a question fatass, so answer!" sceamed the voice. Cartman let out a little yelp as a knife flew from the darkness and landed between his legs, leaving him unharmed.
Cartman looked up as the person with the voice walked out from behind the shadows. It was Kenny, his face twisted into a sadistic grin. He walked over to Cartman and pulled out the knife. He rotated it in his hand so that Cartman was blinded by the silvery light every few seconds.
"So, you gonna cry or what?" Kenny asked.
"Why would I cry?"
"Because," chuckled Kenny. "we're going to kill your mom."
"Wh-what? What the hell are you talking about Kenny?!"
"Oh Butters~!" Kenny called out in a sing song voice.
Butters stepped out of the shadows, a sinister grin on his face. With him, he pushed an office chair on wheels with none other than Cartman's mum tied to it.
"Mom!" yelled Cartman.
"Eric, sweetie, listen to me! You have to wake up!"
"Mom? But they're..."
"Eric! Eric! Eric!" screamed Ms. Cartman as Kenny put the knife to her throat. Cartman didn't want to watch, he turned away trying to cover up the screams until he felt something...
And then he woke up, wondering where he was. His mum was looking at him with a worried look on her face. 'Did she always look this sick?' wondered Cartman. Then he realized that he was in the hospital, and his mum was dying from HPV-16. He wanted to cry, but thinking back about the dream which seemed so vivid and real, he wouldn't allow himself to.
"Sweetie, did you have a nightmare?" asked Ms. Cartman concerned.
"Yeah..." said Cartman still shaken by the dream.
"What was it about? You can tell mommy."
"It was... about how a big T-rex was chasing me and wanted to eat me!"
"Really..." said Ms. Cartman knowing that he was lying. "Well dinosaurs are extinct, so they can't hurt you. It's 4:00 in the morning, so let's get some sleep. You do have school tomorrow after all."
"Mom~! I don't wanna go to school!" whined Cartman. Then he added in a small voice "I wanna stay with you..."
"I don't want to hear any if, ands, or buts about it!" said Ms. Cartman sternly, though deeply touched that her son wanted to stay with her. "School is very important and you have to go."
"Fine..." pouted Eric.
"Good, now get some sleep." she said as her boy snuggled against her, but he could not sleep for the rest of the night.
At school the next day, Cartman was like the living dead. Even if someone called him a fatass (which they did) he would barely respond.
"Dude, what the hell is up with you?" asked Kyle, who surpisingly, was concerned about Cartman's well being.
"None of your buisness." stated Cartman flatly.
"Oh I get it! He's still upset about his mom being a whore." laughed Stan.
"She's not a whore..."
"She is, dude. You gotta face the truth someday." said Kyle.
"But he won't because he's stupid." said Clyde, who was seated nearby. Everyone laughed, and laughed, and laughed. Cartman couldn't take it anymore.
"Will you just shut up?!" yelled Cartman, silencing the class. "You know nothing about me or my mom, so just shut up!"
"Dude... just chill, okay?" said Stan, high as hell.
"Chill, Stan?" Just Chill? When my mom is in the hospital dying?! You know what Stan? Fuck you! Fuck you all and go to hell! I hope you retards fucking die!" screamed Cartman as he stormed out of the room.
"Dude..." said Stan.
"His mom is dying?" said Wendy.
"She'll probaly be the death of november, huh?" wondered Red.
"Poor Cartman..." said Butters quietly. Kenny heard and had to agree. He wouldn't wish for that burden on anyone...
Cartman never went back to the class, instead, he went back to Marianne's Wings. He went to the gift shop and bought a vase and a bouquet of fresh flowers, his mum's favorite. He went to her room and put them on the side table. He looked over.
His mum was fast asleep from the medicines to take away the pain. Cartman usually thought, when he saw his mum asleep before, that she always looked so peaceful, however, this was not the case. Her face, you could tell, was distorted by pain. 'Even medicine could only do so much.' though Cartman taking a chair and sitting close to his mum. He took her hand and sat there.
"Aww... Poor little baby Cartman, you gonna cry?" said the all too familair voice followed by the snickering.
Cartman opened his eyes, only to be back in that dark place with only the occasional flash of silvery light.
"Aww... Poor little baby Cartman, you gonna cry?" asked the voice again.
"Show yourself Kenny, you bastard." Yelled Cartman at the darkness. With a chuckle, Kenny stepped out equipt with a knife, rotating it in his hands.
"I did ask you a question fatass. Are you going to cry?"
"No." said Cartman staring Kenny directly in the eye. Kenny leaned in closer to Cartman and after a moment, grinned.
"Yes you are, you baby." sneered Kenny. "You will cry, you always do. Isn't that right, Ms. Cartman?"
Cartman turned around to see his mum tied up in chains guarded by none other than Butters.
"Answer him bitch!" yellecd Butters as he smacked her face.
"Yes... he'll cry. He does about everything."
"I knew it." said Kenny proudly. He walked over to Cartman's mum and raised the knife to her throat. "Last time, Cartman, you didn't see, but this time you will. Any last words Ms. Cartman?"
"Please don't take revenge on them Eric, it's not really them..."
"Anything you want to say Cartman?"
"You bastard! I'll kill you and Butters!"
"You can't, remember? We died and do not exist, as you yourself have said just a few days ago. You decided that." said Kenny. "Anything to add then you whore?"
With tears in her eyes, she looked at Cartman and whispered something. Cartman could only pick up tidbits of it. He heard "Avenge me" and then Kenny sliced her neck with one clean swipe. Blood sprayed over the two boys as the laughed as Ms. Cartman's lifeless head fell and Cartman cried.
"Eric Cartman? You have to wake up now."
Cartman slowly opened his eyes, that is until he heard all the commotion in the room. He jolted awake and heard the heart moniter flat line, with doctors and nurses surrounding them. Ms. Cartman was not breathing.
"Mom! Mom!" screamed Cartman trying to get to her while some doctors tried to hold him back.
"Quick, Dr. Aldren! Get him a sedative, stat!" said a male doctor to a older doctor with greying brown hair.
"It's right here Dr. Yuuki, just hold him still."
Cartman continued screaming and crying and putting up a fight to get to his mum. He felt the prick of the needle in his arm, but he didn't care. He had to get to his mum, he had to save her, but already himself was growing weak. His body was slowing down, he was becoming calmer and his eyes grew heavier. Doctors hands slowly helped him lay on the floor so he wouldn't get hurt, voices were getting distorted and the world was growing dim. The last thing he heard before his world grew completly black and silent was:
"Liane Cartman; time of death, 5:00 pm."
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A/N: Can you guess who the "Dead One" is? You can review the story with your guess. At the end of each chapter, I'll put who was hotter or colder, but you won't know until the very end. You can guess as many characters as you want, but only one review per chapter!
And now... your hint!:
The "Dead One" hasn't appeared very much... he doesn't play a big role... yet.
Also... Game 2! Can you guess who will die next? The rules are the same as the first game, and I will include a hint. At the beginning of each chapter, I'll put who was hotter or colder. You're also welcome to guess how they die, and I'll include a death roll so you can keep track!
And so now... you hint!:
The next one to die is adopted.
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DEATH ROLL:
1. Stuart McCormic- Alcohol Poisioning
Death of September
2. Kevin- Beheaded by a School Window
Death of September
3. Ethan- Overdose of Drugs and Alcohol
Death of October Unknown if he died first
4. Henerietta- Overdose of drugs and Alcohol
Death of October Unknown if she died first
5. Dylan- Smoke inhalation from a fire
Death of October
6. Liane Cartman- Cervical Cancer, or, HPV-16
Death of November
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