Right Here Waiting

By: esmtz

"Butters, hurry up! We don't have any more time to waste! The longer we take the more likely it is for Cartman to be gone already." Kyle sighed.

It was already nearing night time and all three boys were starting to feel tired from how long they had been walking. Butters collapsed for the 3rd time and was again being helped up by Stan.

"Kyle, I think we should find a place to crash for the night. It's already starting to get late and you and I both know that we can't keep walking like this," Stan said breathing in heavily as he put Butter's arm around him to help keep him from falling down again, "plus we're still quite a ways away from getting to Denver and there's no way even if we still had the energy to keep going to get there at all tonight."

"P-Please, Kyle, I'm too tired to keep walking anymore…" Butters said exhausted.

Kyle was silent for a few seconds, but then he sighed and nodded.

"Ok, but I don't see a place to stay anywhere near here…" Kyle said as he looked around.

Stan slowly lowered himself and Butters to the ground and let go of him; both now kneeling down on their knees.

"H-Hey what's that?" Butters asked pointing at a bright light that was headed their way.

All three boys shielded their eyes as the light got brighter, but then just as suddenly as it appeared it vanished.

"Oh, hey Kenny. Didn't expect you to be back until sometime tomorrow." Stan said.

Kenny rolled his eyes and looked at his friends seriously.

"You guys, I know which adoption center fatass is at."

Kyle's eyes went wide.

"Really, Kenny? You have to show us!"

"Well, first we are going to need a way of actually getting there….I don't think anyone here wants to walk all the way over there. It's too far." Kenny said.

"I know I sure as hell don't…" Butters whispered.

"Well, what do we do now then? We don't have a vehicle or any type of transportation that we could use to get ourselves to Denver." Stan said sighing.

"Don't worry about it. I got it all figured out. A mile or so from here there's an old car shop that I happened to spot while I was dead. I'm pretty sure there's at least one car that's got to work…" Kenny told them.

"So what you're saying is that we take one of the cars and hot wire it so that we can use it to get to where Cartman is?" Kyle asked.

Kenny nodded.

"Follow me. Oh and Kyle just so you know…I saw that Cartman was hanging out with another Jew kid…I don't know if they're friends or not, but before I left I heard Cartman call him 'A stupid Jew' and the other kid called him what we always call him; fatass."

Kyle felt his heart stop for a few seconds as he looked at Kenny in horror and shock.

"W-What?!"

Kenny shrugged as he helped Butters and Stan to stand up.

"I don't think they are, but who knows…it's probably Cartman being Cartman; insulting everyone as usual."

Stan, Butters, and Kenny started walking; Kenny leading the way. Kyle stood where he was at his eyes widened in fear as he remembered what Stan had told him earlier.

"I'm just saying the truth, dude. Besides what makes you think he wants to come back home?" Stan asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, you told him before how much you wished he was dead and that you could care less if he was gone remember?"

'Did he really take what I said to him seriously? Why do I get that horrible feeling that Stan is right and Cartman might not want to come back home with me…' Kyle clenched his fists at the thought closing his eyes tightly 'Who the fuck is this Jew kid he's talking too anyway? He can't be all that great.'

"Kyle! Hurry up, dude, or we'll end up leaving you behind!"

Kyle looked up at the sound of Stan's voice calling out to him. He started running to catch up with his friends still bothered about the fact that Cartman might have found another Jew to replace him.

"Well, that fucking figures. Of course they don't have any cheesy poofs!" Cartman complained after he and Ron had finished eating dinner.

"Is cheesy poofs your favorite snack or something?" Ron asked as they made their way to their so called 'bedroom'.

"Pssh yeah, I always ate them when I was still living with my mom." Cartman sighed.

"Well…maybe you can ask our new adopted parents if they can buy some for you."

"Wait, what do you mean 'our'?" Cartman asked looking at him.

Ron looked at Cartman seriously.

"You honestly think I'm going to let us separate? You're the only friend that I have besides I did promise you that you would have a Jew to pick on whether or not we go back to South Park."

Cartman continued to look at Ron before finally smirking.

"Whatever you say, daywalker."

Ron playfully glared at him.

"So…starting tomorrow we're going to have to hang out with the other kids and just wait until someone comes and decides they want us?" Cartman asked.

Both boys reached their room and sat down on opposite beds facing each other.

"Yeah looks like it." Ron sighed as he laid back on his bed; putting his hands behind his head.

"Something wrong, Jew?" Cartman asked looking at him slightly worried.

"Nothing. I just….I just didn't think my parents would just abandon me like that…even though I wasn't exactly how they wanted me to be….I thought they would still love me for who I am."

Cartman looked at him sadly knowing exactly how he felt and not knowing what to say or do he laid down on his bed and slowly let himself fall asleep.

Author's note: Unfortunately my computer crashed on me and so I'm having to use my dad's laptop to update my story. I'm hoping to have my computer either fixed or get a new one ASAP. I'm sorry if this chapter sucked. I'm used to writing new chapters on my computer where I could easily bring up old chapters to my story on Microsoft Word to use to help me make the next chapter. Ill try to update again soon.