Eric Cartman pinched his nose and groaned.
He just now remebered when he walked outside that morning that
his car was still in the school parking lot.
Sense Rick drove him home yesterday.
Cartman toke out his cellphone and dialed Kyle's number.
Two rings went by,
"Hey" Kyle picked up
"I cant pick you up"
"Why?"
"I left my car in the parking lot at school"
"What? how did you get home?"
Cartman rolled his eyes, remembering he didnt tell Kyle yet
about his and ricks little ride yesterday,
Cartman sighed, "I'll tell you later."
"Um.. Ok, Here, I'll call Stan and he can come pick us up."
Cartman groaned. The last thing he wanted to do was have to be in the Same
car with Stan Marsh, and his fucking annoying whiney girlfriend.
But He knew he didnt really have a choice.
Cartman let out another irritaded sigh, "Alright. whatever."
Kyle instantly felt irritated at his responce,
"Hey, your lucky Stan would even give us a ride at all, sense you treat him like shit.
He knows you hate him."
"Oh, Is it really that obvious?" Cartman asked sweetly sarcastic
Kyle slapped his hand to his face. He fucking hated when Cartman did this.
"Cartman, just deal with it alright? You have no right to not like him,
He didnt do a fucking thing to you."
Cartman sighed, "Alright, I'll pretend to like your asshole secound hand boyfriend."
Kyle frowned, "Cartman, I am not going over this again. Its completetly immuture,
Ive told you a thousand times, I dont like Stan that way"
"Uh huh." he said sarcastically, unconvinced.
Kyle became really annoied, He hated when he acted like this.
He had no reason to act jelous and he knew it.
Kyle frowned, "Ok first of all, One, Stan is straight, Secound, He has a girlfriend,
and third I dont like him like that"
Kyle heard Cartman sigh, then added "At all."
"Whatever, just have him pick us up before were late." Cartman muttered
Kyle hung up on him, and dialed stan's number.
A few minneutes later Cartman waited outside and looked at his watch.
"Jesus christ how long are they gunna take" He mumbled to himself.
He hated waiting on people.
Two minneutes later Stan's blue Car pulled up in their driveway blarring hip hop music.
Cartman rolled his eyes, He hated hip hop. Almost as much as he hated hippies.
Cartman opened the back door and slid next to Kyle,
"About Fricken time you assholes show up!" He said as he got in the car.
Stan rolled his eyes, and started to back up the car.
Wendy was in the seat next to him, and in the back Kenny was next to Kyle.
Kyle glarred, "Come on Eric, dont be crabby"
"I'm not crabby I just hate waiting for people who are fifteen minneutes late."
"It was five Cartman." Stan said irritated, taking a left on the street,
Cartman rolled his eyes and looked out the window, "Whatever" he mumbled,
Then Cartman Felt Kyle's hand go around his neck, Cartman looked at him,
"Come on, Dont be like this.. Ok?" Kyle moved his finger up and down Cartman's arm.
Cartman glared, and sighed. "Ok." he mumbled.
Kyle smiled. Kyle always used that trick to get Cartman to do what he wanted, Well
Its worked most of the time. Cartman couldnt help but fall for his "adorable" green puppy
dog eyes, and the way he moves his finger along his body.. That was his weakness.
Stan pulled up in the school parkinglot, "Were here" he said pulling up.
"Oh Stan, You know my birthday's comming up right?" Wendy cocked her head
giving him a flirtashious look.
"I know." Stan smiled,
"Anything.. speacial.. going to happen?" She smiled,
Stan gave a nervous glance to Kyle, Who shrugged, Stan looked back to Wendy,
"Of corse Wendy, You'll see"
Wendy clapped her hands together and bounced on the seat, getting all giddy
"Thanks Stan" She wrapped her arms around him, He hugged her back looking at Kyle.
It was obvious to everyone but Wendy that Stan still had no clue about what to get her.
Cartman rolled his eyes,
It made him fucking sick when They were all googily eyed,
and talked all lovey dovey to eachother. He hated it.
He was so fucking glad Kyle wasent like that.
Cartman opened his side of the door getting out.
Stan and Wendy were still kissing in the car.
Kyle got out after him, But Kenny remained seated watching them kiss,
They were unaware of it.
"Where are you going?!" Kyle asked him when Cartman was going the wrong direction.
"Getting my car."
Kyle caught up to him, "You still havent told me why you left your car here."
Cartman glared, "Rick toke me out of school yesterday and we drove around, then he brought me home."
"Rick? Oh, Is that your mom's boyfriend?"
Cartman let out a sigh, He felt himself flintched alittle at the word "Your mom's boyfriend"
Giving him flashbacks of rick.
He fucking hated him.
"yeah."
Kyle smiled, "How'd that go?"
"That went.. WHERE THE FUCK IS MY CAR!?" Cartman yelled all the sudden,
When Cartman and Kyle turned the street corner he expected his black corvett to be in the Parking
space, It wasent there.
"Where the fuck is my car?!" He yelled out again,
"Its gone?"
"No duh shirly its gone!" Cartman rolled his eyes,
Kyle frowned, "Hey dont get mad at me beacuse of this!"
Cartman rolled his eyes and started stalking up to the school.
Wheres he going now? Kyle thought to himself.
Kyle followed Cartman all the way into the school and to the front desk.
Mrs. Larson, The school librarian was at the front for some reason.
Cartman went up to the front and slamed his hands on the counter,
"Where the fuck is my car?!" He yelled,
The women jumped at the sound of Cartman's loud tone, a bit afraid too.
"I'm sorry?" She asked, Clearly she's emithising she didnt understand,
Cartman's frown was smeared accross his face, Cartman pointed to the front door
"My fucking car! I left it here last night! Its gone!" He yelled,
"Sir, Please calm down, or else I'll have to ticket you to In school suspension"
Kyle desperetly wanted Cartman to calm down, He said quietly, touching his arm
"Cartman just -"
"No! I want to know where the fuck you put my car!"
Mrs. Larson frowned, "Young Man, if you do not calm down this instant I Will put you in Iss."
She put up a finger, "This is your last warning."
Cartman toke a deep breath and started over.
He couldnt afford going to detention again.
"Wheres my car?" Cartman asked, forcing himself to talk quieter,
"Well, You know we have a policy about cars being kept over night,
I guess Your car's been towed"
Cartman's anger risen back up again "My car got towed?!"
"Dude, your going to get suspended" Kyle whispered to him aggressivly.
"Yes, To get it back your going to have to go to the town's Auhtomobelic factory,
They keep the towed cars there. And you'll have to pay a fine." The women started writting something on a
piece of paper, Kyle noticed Cartman's fists tighten, Kyle tugged on Cartman's arm pulling him the other way.
He knew if Cartman Stayed there any longer he'd still be pissed and yell something Then
get ISS. "Come on" Kyle said tugging him.
Cartman resisted at first but then followed him.
Kyle walked Cartman to his locker, "Can you fucking believe that?! One fucking day I leave my car over Night, ON ACCIDENT
and I have to fucking pay for the thing!" Cartman slammed his locker shut.
Kyle sighed, helping Cartman through his angry fazzes wasent a walk in the park. He hated doing it,
Mostly beacuse its almost impossible to calm him down once he's really pissed.
"Look Eric, Its fine, Just pay the stupid ticket tomorow and You'll Get
your car back, no big deal."
"No big deal?! I dont want to pay for something that isnt my fucking fault!" Cartman hated When
Kyle always tried to make everything sound so simple.
Kyle glared, "Yeah well Alot of people do things they dont wanna do Cartman,
Its life, Get used to it."
Cartman scowled and pushed passed him,
Kyle groaned, He did NOT want to be in a fight with Cartman right now,
That is the very last thing he needs.
From the bioolodgy test comming up, and having to Talk to Stan about his emotinal
problems with Wendy.. the last thing he wanted was his boyfriend mad at him.
Kyle walked infront of him,
"Look, I'm sorry, I'm sorry Ok, Dont be mad.
Its my fault."
Cartman smiled, "Thats what I like to hear." Cartman kissed him on the
cheek and Continued walking to his class.
Kyle didnt mean it. He knew what he said was right, But didnt want to be in a fight.
He hated fighting with Cartman.. He loved him.
Even if It meant lying to him, saying he was right, throwing out his pride,
as long as their not fighting.
Cartman on the other hand will most likely never addmitt he's wrong.
He loves being told he's right.
"Hi Stan" Wendy Sat down at their table,
Cartman rolled his eyes, Instantly irritated he had to spend a whole
lunch period listening to this bitch.
He already heard enough of her in history class.
Cartman knew he could just walk away from the table right now
and happily not listen to her constant wining, But then that would mean
Kyle would get all worried, and follow him, asking whats wrong,
and if he told the truth he'd get all pissed off. And thats what Cartman didnt want right now.
"Hey wendy" Stan smiled,
Wendy kissed him on the cheek.
Cartman smirked, He knew exactly how to piss Stan off."
"Hah. Hey Wendy?"
Wendy looked to Cartman,
"Wheres your lunch?" He had an evil grin plastered accross his face,
Knowing she didnt eat anything.
Wendy flintched and looked around nervously, Obviously felt uncomfortable,
"I Uh.. I already ate."
Cartman grinned, "Thats funny beacuse I saw you walk in.. You didnt grab any lunch"
Kyle gave Cartman a warning look, but iggnored it, He was dying to hear what she says.
Wendy pulled out a few strands of her hair and twirled it with her finger,
"No, I meant I already ate, You know breakfast I had a big breakfast."
Cartman smirked, "Whaja have?"
Wendys face went red.. "Um.."
"Cartman.." Kyle said in a warning tone frowning, only low enough so Cartman could hear,
Cartman glanced at Kyle and grinned then looked back to Wendy,
"Poptart" She said.
"Oh that sounds good, You know Wendy- -"
"Cartman!" Kyle said out loud suddenly,
The whole Table looked at Kyle.
Kyle's eyes remained on Cartman, "Can I talk to you?" Kyle asked roughly through clenched teeth.
"Um, I'm not sure, what do you want to talk about kahl?" Cartman smiled,
Kyle was still frowning, "In Private. Now."
Cartman rolled his eyes and slid off the bench, with Kyle following behind him.
"Dumb jew always has to ruin everything" he mumbled to himself.
"What did you say?!" Kyle asked behind him, Cartman turned to face him.
"Oh nothing."
Kyle rolled his eyes, shrugging the comment off.
"Cartman, I'm only going to say this once.
Just leave Wendy and her eating habbits subject alone."
Cartman grinned, "Oh Come on Kahl, Did you see how red she was?!
It was fucking sweet! You could totally tell how much of anorexic bitch she is."
Kyle was still frowning, "Eric, Serriously."
Cartman rolled his eyes to the back of his head.
"Fine." He grumbled.
Kyle started walking back the the table, Cartman followed him.
"I cant believe that asshole just left us!" Cartman waundered through the parking lot after school.
Kyle just turned on his phone, "Wait, I got a text from him" He said pressing the open button.
"What'd he say?!" Cartman exclamied, running over to him,
Kyle looked down to the phone, "He said, Sorry guys, I cant bring you home,
I had to bring Wendy to her cheerleading practice early." Kyle shut his flip phone.
"Asshole. He would ditch us for her" Cartman sneered.
Kyle frowned, "You were the one who didnt want to be in the same car with him in the
first place! What the fuck are you complaining about?!"
Cartman rolled his eyes, "Whatever you dumb jew" He said in barley a whisper.
Kyle frowned crossing his arms, "Do you know how fucking old thats getting?
I'm a jew, So what?! If you hate jews so much why the fuck are you dateing one?!"
"God Kahl, you take everything so serriously." Cartman tolled his eyes again.
"Then stop the jew jokes." Kyle held his arms tightly accross his chest.
"Fine, Fine." Cartman walked past Kyle, "Jew." he muttered under his breath.
"I heard that!" Kyle yelled
Cartman turned around to face him, Dialed a number in his cellphone
And pressed call.
"I'll call Kenny, see if he can come get us"
Kyle starred at him like he was an idiot.
"Dude.. Kenny Can afford a car, let alone insurence. Remember?"
Cartman hung up the phone, "I forgot."
"Lets just walk." Cartman said heading left,
"Dude, theres no way I'm walking, my feet are fucking killing me from gym today."
"Oh come on Kahl, stop being a pussy"
"I'm not being a pussy I'm just not walking, how does that make me a pussy?"
Cartman glarred, and dialed a number"Ok, I'll call my mom." Cartman put the phone to his head.
RIIIIIIIIIIIINGG
RIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNG
"Hello?" Cartman glarred at the sound of Rick's voice.
"Where's my mom?" Cartman asked unkindly
"Oh, Hey junior, Your mom's out shoppin. What do you need?"
Cartman slapped his hand to his face.
Fucking perfect, The one day shes out of the house and It
had to be today Cartman thought.
"When she gets back can you tell her to pick me and Kahl up at
the highschool?"
"Will do sonny, Or heres a thought. I'll come get you."
Cartman felt his gut twist, He did not enjoy the thought of him picking them up.
"Uh, No its Ok. I'll just wait for my mom."
"Aw, No need, I'll be on my way now"
"No Its -"
"Be there in 5 minneutes junior"
"You Cant -"
Rick hung up.
Cartman slammed his phone shut,
"GOD DAMNIT!"
Kyle looked at him confussed, "What? whats wrong?"
Cartman glarred, "Ricks gunna pick us up."
"Your mom's boyfriend? Cool. Whats so bad about that?"
Cartman rolled his eyes,
Of corse he wouldnt understand.
Cartman leaned agenst the brick pavment.
"Nothing." Cartman muttered tightly.
Not wanting to have the same conversation as they did in the Car
yesterday.
Kyle however was smarter then to know nothing was wrong.
Kyle walked over to him and leaned agesnt the pavment next to him
and slipped his hand into his,
"It's Ok. It'll be fine." Kyle said softly.
Cartman couldnt help but feel a spark when Kyle gripped onto his hand.
Cartman smiled to him, It did make him feel a little better.
5 minneutes later a Red shinny mustang Drove into the parkinglot.
Kyle froze, He starred at the car like his eyes were about to buldge out.
It was the nicest car He's ever seen.
The man inside the car was easily seen sense the hood was off.
Rick smiled With sunglasses on and waved to them.
Cartman rolled his eyes, "Lets go." He said annoyed.
"Dude.. That's Ricks Car?!"
"Uh huh." Cartman said, as if it was the most boring subject ever.
"Dude! His car is kick ass!"
Cartman glared, "Its Ok."
"Ok?!" Kyle couldnt believe what he was hearing,
"That car probably cost a fortune!"
Cartman shrugged "Maybe."
They got to the car, Kyle slid in first next to Rick then Cartman slid in after.
The front seat was large enough to hold three.
"Dude, I love your car!" Kyle exclaimed to Rick.
Cartman rolled his eyes.
It was annoying to him that his own boyfriend was worshipping
the guys Car.. He didnt like to addmitt it, but his Car was pretty fucking sweet.
He hated the guy though so of corse he wont give him one inch of praise for it.
Rick grinned, "Like it huh?"
"1974 Cherry, And She still purrs like an angel."
Kyle touched the seat, "Holy shit! Its leather!"
Ricks grin widdened, "Yep. She's on of a kind,
Cant find leather seats in mustangs anymore."
Kyle's Red hair blew through the air as they drove.
Cartman was glad Kyle stopped wearing his stupid green hat
In the 9th grade.. He loved Kyle's hair.
It wasent as big as it used to be, Kyle finnaly stod up to that bitch
mother of his and got it shorter, It was still long and curly,
But Cartman only drempt about how perfect it looked when it fell onto his face
When he's getting up, or flips it.
Cartman stopped wearing his hat too.. So did Stan.
Kenny is really the only one who still wears his old clothes
from when he was a kid, He doesnt wear his hood up as often,
but that orange coat still toke over his whole body.
Rick Said something to Cartman interupting his thoughts,
"What?" Cartman asked looking to him,
"I thought you had a Car junior, Why didnt you just drive that one?"
"I cant, It got towed."
"Towed for what?" Cartman just reilized This was the first moment he's ever
seen rick Frown.. and he liked it.
"Beacuse of you! beacuse you drove me home yesterday so now I have to pay
for a fucking ticket for leaving it at school last night!"
Noone said anything for a few secounds,
"Oh.. Sorry about that Eric."
Cartman rolled his eyes and put his hand to his head looking out the side,
"If you want, I can pay for it." He said.
Cartman looked to him, "Its fine. I got my own money."
"No, I insist. It's my fault you left your car there, I'll pay for it."
Cartman wasent going to argue with him on that one.
He grinned, If the guy wants to pay for it, let him pay for it.
"Where is it?"
"The auhtomobile shop from across town." Kyle said
"Well alright then, Lets go." Rick sharply turned to the Right and toke a U-turn.
They drove to the auhtomobile shop and went to the front desk,
"Hey, Uh My boy here" Rick patted twice hard, "Got his Car towed yesterday."
Some women with wrinkles and ratty brown hair up in a bun, with fucked up yellow teeth,
Typed something on to the computer "Name?" She asked eyes glued to the Computer,
"Eric Cartman" Rick answered, The women kept typing and pressed enter.
"Oh yea. his car's over here. Car Got towed for violated school property for leaving his car over
night. That'll be two hundred dollars."
"Two hundred dollars? For leaving his Car here over night?!" Rick shouted,
"I didnt make the rules here, Pay up."
Rick was frowning and put his finger to her, "Look lady, The kid's only seventeen give him a break"
The lady sighed, and Looked at Cartman, "Sense this is your first offence I'll let you off easy.
Pay fifty. If you do it again you'll have to pay the two hundred."
Cartman smiled.
Rick toke his brown wallet out of his back pocket and toke out two tweenty's and a Ten.
The lady snatched the money, Went over to a wall where Keys where held, and grabbed Cartman's key.
She handed it to him, "Dont do it again." She said. She coughed on her way back into her office.
"Dude.. what a freak." Kyle leared.
"Well, Come on boys, lets get your car back."
Cartman let out a sigh of relief when he found no scratch marks on his Black corvett.
Aside from Kyle, The car Was Cartman's Secound love.
Cartman yanked the Keys away from Rick and opened the front door, He glanced up at Rick
for a mer secound. "Thanks" he muttered. Though he didnt sound very thankful.
Kyle still stod next to Rick, "Come on Kahl Lets go!" He exclamied, Kyle walked up to Cartman,
"Dude, Dont you want to ride in the mustang?"
Cartman store at him for a few secounds then raised his eyebrow. That made Kyle instantly change his mind.
Kyle opened the front door to The corvett, "Thanks for the ride rick!" He yelled before shutting it,
Rick smiled, "Dont mention it."
As soon as Kyle shut the door Cartman was driving off full speed.
Kyle looked to Cartman and frowned "What the hell is your problem?!"
"What problem?!" Cartman frowned back
"Your being such a dick! This guy picked up up and paid for your ticket!"
"He's the reason I got the fucking ticket!" Cartman voice became louder
"Yeah but he didnt have to pay for it!"
"God Kahl, Why the fuck are you on his side!?"
"I'm not on anyone's side Cartman! Your being an asshole!"
"Oh so he picked us up and paid for alittle ticket, So what, you think
I should be dropping on my knees praising him?"
Kyle's fist tightened.
Sometimes He really wished he didnt love him as much as he did.
"Your so fucking stubborn" Kyle said shakeing his head.
Cartman sighed. "So what do you want me to do?" He asked all the sudden
calm.
Kyle sat up, It was rare for Cartman to ask advice, "I want you to give this guy a chance."
Cartman's eyebrows knotted together. stareing angerly at the road.
"One chance." Kyle said softly.
Cartman sighed again.. Shutting his eyes for two secounds. "Fine." He said quietly.
Kyle smiled. "Thank you."
Cartman just pulled up to Kyle's house.
His bitch mom was standing outside, like she was waiting for him to come home or something.
When Cartman pulled up, Sheila had this evil look on her face, Kyle rolled his eyes at her,
"See you tomorow" Kyle leaned over, Giving a Cartman a kiss on the lips, he gladly accepted, then
stepped out and slammed the door behind him.
Cartman fucking loved the look on Kyle's mom's face whenever she saw them kiss.
Not like she hasent before, But It never gets old.
She looks almost terrified.
Cartman loved it.
He laughed to himself as he drove away.
When Cartman got home he flung his bag onto the floor and headed upstairs.
Cartman toke out a pack of his ciggerates takeing on out.
He glared when He could clearly hear the thumping sounds in his mom's room.
"Fucking whore." Cartman mumbled to himself.
Cartman grabbed his lighter off his desk and went outside.
It felt so much better out here then inside. Acctually anywhere was better then here to him.
Cartman lit his ciggerate and inhaled it, then blew in through his lips.
He sucked in the cold air.. It felt so fucking good being outside.
Also in the quiet. No sounds of fucking out here.
Cartman sat on his porch Step and continued smokeing.
a few secounds later Rick came outside.
Cartman put a finger to his head.
The asshole would just come outside when I'm out here,
he glared to himself.
Is he TRYING to piss me off?!
Cartman stod up from the step leaning agenst the wall.
"Your mom know you smoke?" Rick asked, Takeing out his pack.
Cartman let out a puff of smoke. "Dont care."
Rick chuckled and grinned, "Seventeen. I remeber those days. Best days of My life."
Cartman exhaled again. "Dont care." Cartman threw his ciggerate to the ground and steped on it.
Rick frowned, "Ok. What's your problem kid?"
"Problem? I have a problem? Hm, I dont think I have a problem" Cartman Snickered sarcastically,
Rick let out a puff of smoke and threw it into the snow, "Thats it."
All the sudden Ricks hands were holding Cartman up by his shirt
"I've had enough of your shit kid! OK?!" He gets closer to his face,
"I'm tryin to be nice to you, I'm doin every god damn thing I can and you just dont
know when to shut the fuck up, so I'll do it for you."
Rick pushed Cartman and He fell back into snow,
Cartman got up quickly, "What the fuck asshole?!" Cartman got back up and
shoved Rick Hard. "You cant fucking push me!"
Rick Slamed his fist into Cartman's face and Cartman fell back again.
Only this time, He didnt get back up.
He stayed laying there in the snow.
He heard Rick's laughter.
"Whad I tell ya buddy? We coulda been friends you know?
But no, You had to keep fucking goin." Rick kicked Cartman's side
and Cartman yelped. Rick grinned, "That's what you deserve you little asshole!" Rick gave him
another hard kick, Cartman yelped again.
Then suddenly the front door opened, "What's going on?"
Mrs. Cartman came out cheeking, with green face mask on and a pink robe.
"Did I hear Eric scream?!"
Rick pulled up Cartman's hand to get up off the ground, Cartman slowly got to his feet.
His head was killing him.
He fucking punched me.. That mother fucker just punched me!
His head screamed but he felt to weak to say anything.
He felt the side of his face and It stung to touch it.
"My poor baby!" Mrs. Cartman ran to her son and held him in her arms,
"What happened?!" She looked to Rick,
"Eric slipped on the ice there, Pretty bad.
You ok there junior?" Rick looked down to Cartman.
Cartman frowned, Which hurt and stung his face.
It didnt help that the cold air was breezing into his sour on his face.
"You asshole! Dont fucking pretend! You hit me!"
Rick looked shocked, "I What?" He asked him,
"Dont fucking Lie! You just fucking hit me!"
Mrs. Cartman looked to Rick in disbelief,
"Sonny, I dont know what you remember but You
slipped on the ice over there, I saw it all happen."
Cartman's eyes widdened,
NO YOU DIDNT!
"MOM! He's lying! he just fucking hit me!"
Cartman screamed so loud, he could have probably woke the
whole town up.
"Come on lets get you inside" Cartman said helping him walk,
"Mom! He fucking hit me!" Cartman said walking with her to the house.
His mom didnt answer, "Mom!" Cartman said,
Cartman lead her son onto the couch, "Stay right here poopsikins,"
She held her finger up and going into the kitchen.
Rick came in the doorway, Leaned agenst it and smiled an evil grin That
instantly disapired when Mrs. Cartman came back in the living room.
She held up a small cold cusion to his head.
"Mom! He fucking hit me! get him out of the house now!"
Mrs. Cartman frowned, "Eric, I dont think its nice to make up storys."
Cartman's heartbeat stopped,
He couldnt believe his ears, "WHAT?!"
"Eric, I know you dont like Rick right now, But I am getting sick
of your attitude, So stop lying to me."
"I'm Not fucking lying he hit me!" Cartman's fist tightened, fiercly getting angry
Rick put his arm around mrs. Cartman who's arms were crossed, She smiled to him quickly
then looked back to Eric frowning, "Eric, thats not nice. Now march up to your room."
Cartman couldnt believe this,
IS SHE GOING FUCKING INSANE?! The asshole just hit me!
WHY THE FUCK DOESNT SHE BELIEVE ME?!
I laid back, "Hah, No. Fuck you bitch." I glare.
"Eric, I mean it. This instant."
"Suck my balls" Eric said switching the channels.
sighed then turned to Rick,
"Guess we'll just go to my room then."
The annoying thumping sound immediatly replayed in his mind.
Fuck no, thats not happening again.
"No, I'll go. Ok? I'll fucking go." Cartman scowled at them going upstairs.
He pounded his heavy feet up the steps.
He looked downstairs one last time seeing Rick Smiling, Once again,
He caught Cartman's eye and smiled wider.
Cartman's grip on the bars to their steps tightened.
He stomped to his room.
"He fucking hit me." Cartman said aloud to himself.
He fucking hit me and laughed about it,
My bitch mom doesnt believe me..
Cartman felt the side of his face where he got punched.
He went over to a mirror and looked it over.
A big purple bruise right there.
"Fuck." Cartman mumbled to himself, Feeling more pissed off then a few
secounds ago.
He still couldnt believe that asshole fucking hit him.
Woah.. Long fucking chapter.
A good writting day for me.. :D
ok, You caught me, I wrote some of it yesterday night but
I couldnt post it bc it was only like 201 words.
Sorry I didnt post yesterday,
EASTER STUFF.
gah.. had to go see family :p
Thank you reviewers!
You guys are the most awesome people of.. of awesome people!
lol, wow that was kinda lame.. but whatever.
Anyways, hope you liked the chapter,
Your starting to see Rick's true colors... and their not pretty.
write more tomorow :)