A/n, Hey thanks for all the reviews so far, I'm glad you've all enjoyed the story, and I thank Dave for the first flame, yet I couldn't really find any reason behind your anger towards me but oh well life is no Cinderella story and if it is then you've got too easy of a life and deserve to be poverty stricken. Well, enough of my chatting and ranting, on with the story!

Disclaimer: I own no characters in south park

Kyle woke up early this morning, with big plans, it was the day of the raffle draw and he wanted to be the first to see Kenny get his prize. He hurried down to the kitchen, ate his corn flakes, practically inhaled the bowl with it and rushed back to his room to get dressed.

"Kyle what are you racing around for? It's saturday morning for crying out loud!" His mother nagged, she didn't like to have anyone run around in the house, for fear that they may lose an eye or something.

"I have to go down to the town raffle draw today. The winner gets a huge load of money!"

"Oh all right, but take Ike with you."

"But mom-"Don't you but mom me. You take Ike with you this instant mister!"

"Oh, jedus, alright alright! Ike get down here we have to go!"

His Canadian brother walked down the stairs still in his pajamas

"Where big brotherwe going?"

"Ike just get dressed, I'll tell you in a sec, hurry!"

After what seemed like hours, yet when you are in a rush time feels like it just slips through your fingers because you are in a rush, Ike and Kyle walked down to the town raffe drawing. Kyle saw Stan in the crowd and motioned for his brother to follow him. Stan, Kyle and Ike stood on some boxes in an effort to try and see something, it never helps when there are people taller than you.

"Kyle can you see anything?"

"Dude, I can barly see over this moron's wig, wait there's the Mayor."

The Mayor, even as stressed out as she was with all the random things that seemed to occur in her town, tried to put on a happy face for the eager citizens of South Park. "My fellow citizens, It gives me great pleasure to draw a winner for this year's raffle."

The crowd cheered and horayeed for the raffle to begin, they were growing quite impatient with the wait.

"So with out further aduew, I shall now draw out this year's raffle draw winner." She put her hand inside and dug around for a bit, until finding one inger grasp. She pulled it out and looked at it for a second before saying slowly, "Ahem, Eric Cartman, could you please come up to the stage please?" Stan and Kyle were absolutly speechless, that asshole, that fat lazy asshole was going to be accepting Kenny's money. This couldn't be happening, that seemed to be the thought in the boy's minds. The crowd made way for theboy as he strodeproudly downto the stage, catching sight ofStan and Kyle, he made his victory known.

"I won, and you lost! I won and you lost! The money is all mine Stan, the money is all mine Jew!"

Kyle was being held back byStan as he was trying to get to Eric. Carman made his way up to the stageand held out his hand for the prize. The mayor looked at him, "Now, Eric, you have read the rules right?"

"Uh,yeah."

"That you must take a slip of paper form the box and write your name on it and put it in the box?"

"Yeah,just gimme the damn prize now!"

"Well Eric, I'm afraid I can't do that, see you sent in your name, but you sent it on aChristmas card, not the required slips of paper for the draw, I'm sorry, you'll have to be rejected."

"What! No! this isreal bullshit!"

"Watch your mouth young man, guards please escortMr. Cartman off the stage."

The two guards seemingly dragged the kicking and swearing kid off the stage, Stan and Kyle breathed a sigh of relief.

"Holy shit dude, my heart like stopped for a second."

"Yeah I know, god that was close."

The Mayor dug her hand in once again and pulled a slip out. She dug very deep this time to try and miss all the Cartmanletters. With a huff she pulled her hand out with another slip of paper. The crowd tensed, no one spoke, It was almost as if you could hear a pin drop.

"Kyle Brovaliski."

Kyle jumped in the air in truimph. He ran up to the stage to the mayor. She leaned over and handed him the check for half a million dollars. He studied it for a second, half a million dollars just sitting in his hands, he felt as though he was going to faint. The mayorasked, "Well little boy, what are you going to do with all your money?" Kyle took a deep breath, trying to suppress all greed and backing out of his plan, "I'm...I'm giving to my friend as a present, he needs it more than I do."

The crowd was dumbstruck, half a million dollars and he was just going to give it away. They began to turn angery and riot. Kyle ran out the back way to get out of reach of the enraged citizens. Damn you say one little thing and people just blow up. Greedy bastards his mind thought as he ran back home, out of the corner of his eye he could see the stage being ripped apart and burned. I take that back Greedy, violent bastards he thought.

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A/n, yeah surry about the short chapter I had alot of work to do. Hope you like it. Read and review thankyou!