Disclaimer: I don't own South Park.

There was much abuzz among the fourth graders of South Park Elementary School. They were all talking about the New Kid who had come to live in their town and joined their class. All of them were gathered in the playground, discussing the silent newcomer who had made an impact on their lives.

"Ain't that New Kid awesome?!" Butters remarked cheerily.

"He sure is cool for a guy who doesn't say much!" Stan agreed. "He always manages to help us with our problems! We can all depend on him!"

"What's so great about the New Kid?" Cartman asked enviously, folding his arms. "Why you guys so excited to have him around when you already have me?"

"Because you don't help anyone, Cartman!" Kylw glared. "Why would we be glad to have a self-cantered fat ass like you around?"

"Yeah, why should we be glad to have such a selfish fat ass around?" Kyle huffed.

"I just wish we could hear a bit more from him," Kenny commented, his speech as muffled as ever through his hood.

"'Ey! Why don't you be like your precious New Kid and shut your Goddamned mouth, Jew?"

It was clear Cartman was jealous of how beloved the New Kid was. He glared as he listened to his classmates sing the praises of the new arrival in South Park.

"Have you seen how many friends the New Kid has on social media?" Bebe asked, holding up her cell phone. "He's really popular!"

"Yeah!" Wendy nodded. "Anyone who isn't friends with him is such a loser!"

Cartman clenched his teeth. He was the only one in South Park who was not online friends with the New Kid. Everyone who has a social media page was linked to him from Santa Claus to Jesus.

"He's a real s'well guy," Tweek exclaimed. "Always listens to our problems without judging."

"Yeah, he's the only one I know who doesn't make me wanna flip him off," Craig muttered.

"It sure is hard not to like the New Kid," Token added.

"You'd have to be a real dumb ass to hate him," Clyde snickered.

Cartman narrowed his eyes. He didn't appreciate the comment which has been indirectly made about him.

"There's not another p-p-p-person in South Park like him," Jimmy said, not letting his stuttering preventing him from what he had to say about the New Kid.

"TIMMY!" Timmy cried, complimenting the New Kid in his own unique was of speaking.

"If only we could hear a bit more from him," Kenny murmured, his speech as muffled as ever by his hood.

"Oh come on! Stop kidding yourselves, you guys! Quit kissing the New Kid's ass!"

All eyes turned to Cartman upon hearing his sudden outburst. The overweight boy stood in front of his classmates to frown at them, determined to clear them all of their infatuation with the New Kid.

"He ain't that great, you guys! He's not awesome or sweet or kweeeeeel! All he's does every damn day since he arrived in South Park is nothing but fart!"

Cartman barely took a breath as he ranted away. His words flew out of him as easily as farts from the New Kid. He was fed up over being overlooked by his 'friends' in favour of a person who didn't said a word but was always passing gas.

"You should all stop your obsession with the New Kid and start thinking about me! I'm the one you should all be looking up to! There's nothing worthy about that douchebag! He's nothing but a stupid, retarded, useless, stinky butthole!"

Having let out all he had to say about the New Kid, Cartman stared at the crowd before him. All of the kids were staring in his direction. He smirked smugly to himself, believing he has managed to get his point across to them.

"Have a made myself clear?" he asked.

"You sure have," Stan murmured. "Right, New Kid?"

"What?!" Cartman exploded at the mention of the very person he had been complaining about. "Why, after all I've just said, are you still gay for the New Kid?"

"Because he's right behind you, dumbass," Kyle answered.

"What?!"

Shock washed over Cartman's face over what he'd just been told. His jaw fell open as he swung around to find out if the subject of his ranting was indeed in his presence.

Sure enough, standing behind the obese child, staring at him as blankly and wordlessly as ever, was the New Kid.

"Oh hey, New Kid!" Cartman forced a smile as he put on a fake friendly tone. "How long have you been there?"

The New Kid said nothing. He just gazed at Cartman in his ever-emotionless manner.

"We were just saying how much we all love

you and how glad we all are that you came to South Park." Cartman turned to give a desperate look towards his classmates. "Right, you guys?"

The others remained quiet. They were certain the New Kid, despite having not lived in South Park as they had, could see right through Cartman's two-faced act.

"Well, most of us do!" Butters broke the silence. "But one of us here was talking poo-poo about you, New Kid!"

"Oh yeah! That's right! You were talking a lot of crap about our new friend who you don't appreciate like the dumbass you are!"

Cartman pointed out with his gloved hand. "Weren't you, Kenny?"

"What?!" Kenny gave an irked mumbled cry at how Cartman was blaming him for his own behaviour. "No I wasn't! Screw you, dude!"

Still pointing towards Kenny, Cartman turned back towards the New Kid.

He smiled, certain his buddy-buddy act was managing to deceive the newcomer to South Park.

"You do believe me?" Don't you, New Kid?"

The New Kid didn't answer. He had heard all he needed to know exactly what Cartman thought of him. He turned away from the obese boy - before summoning up all his energy.

"Oh no!" Cartman cried, knowing exactly what was happening. "Don't do that to me, Douchebag!"

The other kids could also tell what the New Kid was preparing to do to Cartman. They all began to call out excitedly, attempting to encourage him.

"Go on!" Kyle called. "Do it, New Kid!"

"Let that fat ass have it!" Stan shouted.

"No, Butthole, no!" Cartman wailed loudly in horror. "Noooooooooooooooo!"

An enormous flatlulence sound filled the school grounds as the New Kid farted as hard as he could at Cartman. The ari my gas he had let out threw the overweight boy into the air. He screamed in both shock and disgust as he soared over all of the children and equipment in the playground - before landing head first into a large pile of snow.

At once, the entire crowd cheered. Everyone was pleased to see justice being served to the most awful person in their class.

"There cheers for the New Kid and his super farts!" Butters yelled. "You're our hero!"

The next thing the New Kid knew, he was being thrown up into the air himself. The other kids were passing him over their heads as they sang his praises. They were showing how highly they all thought of him…

…and yet, even being celebrated as a cherished hero couldn't get him to say a word or change his facial expression.

"Argh!" Cartman screamed into the pile of snow. "Screw you guys, I'm going home!"

The humiliated kid attempted to leave - but he couldn't pull himself out of the pile of snow. His legs kicked frantically the air. He struggled to free himself to no avail.

"You guys! Get me outta here!"

If any of the other kids heard Cartman's demands, they chose to ignore him. They were too busy celebrating what the New Kid had done to him. All the fat boy could do was listen from inside the pile of snow to the cheering and praising that was all for the person who had just farted in his face.

"Goddamnit!" Cartman roared angrily. "I hate that New Kid!"

THE END