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Oh…Shit.
"I don't even know why we are bothering to show up to this. What if Cartman has just dragged us here to be an arsehole and just wants to show off, as usual?" Kyle Groaned as they walked up the garden path to the Cartman's house.
"yeah well if we don't show up, you know he'll be just as much of a dick as he would when we show up today. Personally, I'd rather find out if he's actually got something worth seeing or not." Stan replied.
Kyle grunted unhappily in reply as Stan rang the doorbell.
They waited a few seconds before they heard the door-latch and the door opened. "Hello Arseholes" Cartman greeted them
"Are you going to invite us in?" Kyle sounded contemptuous
Stan shot Kyle a death-look. Kyle's attitude wasn't going to get them anywhere. "What he means is, what did you want with us yesterday?"
Cartman smirked "I think you guys had better come in" he motioned them in and shut the door "Kyle, Please leave any Jew-ness with your shoes and walk this way please" Cartman grinned and walked towards the living room. Kyle just ignored him.
They too their shoes off and followed Cartman into his living room where they sat down on the sofa whilst he stood in front of them.
Kyle grew impatient quickly "can we get this over with? I have more important things to do with my time than waste it in your company"
"What? Like arse-ramming your little friend there?" Cartman said
"What?" Stan said in a low but shocked tone
"That got your attention, huh?" Cartman smirked
"What are you talking about?" Kyle Eyed him suspiciously
Cartman gave them a sly grin "I saw you guys in the movies. You were sitting no further from me then than you are now."
Stan swallowed hard "You've got no proof. You can't even prove we were at the cinema"
Cartman held up the DVD with 'The fag and the faggy Jew' written on it "Wanna bet?"
"Wh-what's that?" Stan asked, as if he didn't already know
"Allow me to show you" Cartman turned around to them and put it in the DVD player that sat on top of their TV
Stan looked over at Kyle helplessly
Kyle looked back sympathetically, unsure whether to feel worried, pissed off or shocked that Cartman might actually have one over on him, for once.
Cartman sat in between them on the sofa and hit "Play on the DVD player's remote control. Kyle and Stan watched with horror. The Screen came up "Now loading…" for a few seconds, then an image came up from inside the cinema.
Stan's heart sank as he saw the short film of Kyle and himself and what they were doing in the back of the cinema.
Kyle simply looked on in horror. He couldn't believe that something like that had happened. That was the whole reason behind them going to the darkest place they could find. They could fool around as much as they liked and no one would see them or bat an eye.
As the camera turned away to face the movie screen, Cartman hit "Stop" and got up Smirking ear-to-ear. "I won't show this to anyone, but you guys have to do a few things for me in return"
Stan's frame of mind quickly changed "YOU SON OF A BITCH!" he yelled as he dived at Cartman, knocked him over and started beating the shit out of him.
"Stan! No!" Kyle jumped up and tried to pull Stan away from Cartman without much success.
Stan, without realising what he was doing, swung around and punched Kyle right in the left eye.
The whole left side of Kyle's face exploded in pain and his vision went temporarily fuzzy as he stumbled backwards onto his back.
Stan realised what he had done as soon as he did it. He stopped instantly and darted over to Kyle to make sure he was ok "Christ, I'm sorry Kyle"
Kyle sat up, his hand covering the left side of his face. "That fucking hurt" Kyle groaned "Kicking his arse isn't the answer Stan. You'll either end up with a police record, that DVD being played in the school Auditorium, or both"
"So I take it that neither of you want that showing to anyone else then?" Cartman stood up, a small trickle of blood running from his nose.
"What's it gonna take in return?" Kyle grumbled
"on your way out, you'll find 2 plastic carrier bags with your names on them. Just do what's on the list in there and you'll be fine, for now" Cartman pointed to 2 big plastic shopping bags by the front door that Kyle and Stan just hadn't noticed on their way in.
Stan opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by Kyle grabbing his arm. Stan looked over at Kyle, who was still sitting where he had landed on the floor. Kyle was shaking his head.
"Here" Cartman picked up 2 plain black DVD Cases from off the coffee table. "Two free copies, on the house" Cartman handed one case to both of them with a smug grin on his face.
There is no telling how much Kyle and Stan both wanted to wipe that smile off his face permanently, but Kyle knew better and Stan didn't want Kyle diving in again and getting even more hurt.
Stan signed and went to pick up the bag with his name on it. He looked inside "Cartman! There's like 5 homework assignments in here!" he looked in Kyle's bag "They are never going to believe you did all this you know" Stan held both the bags in one hand and handed Kyle his shoes "Come on, lets go before I kill him"
Kyle nodded and put his shoes back on.
Stan and Kyle headed for the door "How do we know you won't how that disc anyway?" Stan said as he opened the front door
"You don't. You've just gotta trust me. You do trust me, don't you?" Cartman said with a smile
"No" Stan and Kyle both replied, as they walked out, slamming the door shut behind them.
