Stan, Kyle, Cartman, Kenny, and the South Park residents are owned by Matt Stone Trey Parker
Jessica, LaTanya, and Keira belong to me
"No I'm not helping you." Craig Tucker spat about to close the door. Outside the door Eric Cartman was down on his knees in a pleading way.
"Please Craig please. A Jew punched me in my nose. A girl Jew I add. Please." Cartman begged.
"No. Get out. Red Racer's on." Craig spat.
"Goddamn it Craig help me! You don't like girls so help me goddamn it!" Cartman demanded.
"I don't hit girls." Craig spat.
"I can't either so you could get someone to fight her for me. Please!" Cartman begged.
"No." Craig spat.
"Look Craig I'll make you a deal. If you get someone to beat up Jessica then I'll get you all the seasons of Red Racer on DVD." Cartman suggested.
"I have every season." Craig said.
"Get you a membership into the exclusive club." Cartman suggested.
"I am already in it." Craig said.
"Get you their T-shirts." Cartman said.
"I have the clothing, cars, action figures, posters, DVDs, everything Red Racer. Get out." Craig demanded.
"But Craig!" Cartman whined.
"Out now Fatass or I'm calling the police." Craig spat.
"What is that faggot Officer Barbrady gonna do," Cartman snapped as Craig flipped him off, "You just flipped me off!"
"No I didn't." Craig lied.
"You just did!" Cartman snapped.
"I have no clue what you're talking about." Craig lied.
"Goddamn it Craig! You're no help! and you got fucked up teeth too!" Cartman snapped as Craig slammed the door in his face.
Sorry if it took long to update again and if the chapter was short and pointless. Couldn't think of anything to write. Anyway please review.