First, he picked up the phone to call butters, seeing as he would be the easiest to get to come over.

Unless, of course, he was grounded, that is.

He picked up the phone, knowing butters mom would answer immediately. Honestly, didn't that chick have better things to do then to sit by the phone?

"Hello, who is this?" The woman's voice confirmed his suspicions.

He put on his politician voice before responding,

"Eric Cartman, Miss. Stotch." I was wondering if leoplald could come and plahy."

She paused. "Aren't you the boy who we caught sucking Leopold's wiener?"

"…No."

"Are you sure you aren't, because you sound an awful lot like…"

Cartman lost it "GODDAMIT! I assure you I am a good little Heterosexual just like Jesus intended!"

"Well anyways, Butters can't come and play, he's grounded for trying to find out what play-dough tastes like."

"ARGGHH" Cartman shouted before slamming down the phone.

Whatever, he thought; at least we have our first mission for when the other guys come.

With that thought, he called Stan.

"STAN!"

"...Cartman?"

"Stan I need your help"
"Awwww, dude... it's like... four in the morning here"
" STAN! There killing baby seals and you want to get back to sleep?" Cartman put his voice on full panic mode, hoping Stan would get the message.
"What" was Stan's oh so eloquent reply.
"Yeah there killing baby seals! Apparently they found something that only exists in baby seal blood, and it makes your skin all silky and shit" Cartman replied, hoping that this would convince Stan
Cartman could hear an audible sigh on the other end, and Then Stan's voice
"Give me one reason I should believe you"
Luckily, Cartman had prepared for this situation.
"Fine you heartless douche, if you need proof I can email you a picture."
He quickly pulled the photo shopped picture he had labored over hours before, and sent it to Stan's inbox. Still on the phone, he could hear the ping of his email arriving in Stan's mail.
He began to count down in his head

3...
2...
1...

"Awwww dude weak!" Stan sputtered before vomiting on the floor.
"So, are you coming?" Cartman didn't try to hide the impatience in his voice
Stan shaken, replied "yeah dude...as soon as I can"
"Good" Cartman said before hanging up

Sorry for such a slow update... If this ever happens again you can call me Tyrone and tell me to get my shit together

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