It was another day in South Park, Colorado. The small town was busy as ever, especially with their local Elementary School. From Kindergarten to Fifth Grade, many students participated in the school's education. But, out of all the grades, Fourth Grade was special. Four boys attended the school, about almost known by every Fourth Grader.
Stan Marsh: LikelyLogical, Brave, Patient, Most Sensitive.
Kyle Broflovski: Contemplative, Temperamental, Most Emotional, Jewish.
Eric Cartman: Incredibility Dislikeable, Offensive, Self-Centered, Fat.
These boys always hung out with each other, being friends since Pre-School. Speaking of the four boys, right now they were outside during recess, chatting to each other. "Hey you guys, know what they call a Jewish woman's boobs? Jewbs!" Cartman said, being his usual self as he laughed. "Shut up, Cartman! You've been doing these jokes all day!" Kyle replied, now in his tempered state. Cartman ignored Kyle and kept going. "Hey, wanna know why Jews glassy eyes?" Cartman said, looking directly at Kyle.
Kyle's temper began to turned into anger, feeling the bubbling rage inside. "SHUT THE FUCK UP CARTMAN!" Kyle shouted. He tried to tackle Cartman, but Stan tried his best to block him. "Kyle, Kyle! Calm down!" Stan said, trying to keep Kyle at bay. "I SWEAR I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU CARTMAN!" Kyle shouted louder. "Nah ah ah, that's not nice Kahl," Cartman grinned, screwing with him. Kyle's anger quickly turned into pure rage. "Kyle, stop! You're going to get in trouble!" Stan warned, giving a hint to Kyle of what could happen. Kyle then slowly calmed down, Stan assuring him. "See? Now that's a good little Jew," Cartman said, still screwing with Kyle.
"Mmmph! Mph mhm mphrrm mmph!" (Translation: "Cartman! Stop with your bullshit!") Kenny said in his muffled voice. Cartman scoffed, pissed off at Kenny. Suddenly, the bell rang, it was time for class again. The four boys went to class with all the other Fourth Graders. The students all sat down in their assigned seat once they entered. "Okay class, today we will be continuing our lecture on History. This will be the second part of the lecture, so you must ALL pay attention." the Fourth Grade Teacher, Mr. Garrison stated. Cartman then raised his hand. "Yes, Eric?" Mr. Garrison asked.
"Does this lecture involve any parts with Jews in it?" Cartman asked. Kyle looked over at Cartman from his right, giving him an extremally angry stare. Mr. Garrison sighed. "No Eric, there will not be anything about Jews until we're at part 5 of the lecture." he replied. "Aw, can we just skip to part 5 now?" Cartman pleaded. "No Eric! Now sit the hell down!" Mr. Garrison said with annoyance. Cartman quickly sat down like he was told to. Kenny snicked from behind. "Shut up, Kinny!" Cartman said. Soon after all the commotion, the class went quiet as Mr. Garrison continued his lecture.
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About an hour passed as the bell rang. The students got up from their seats and went into the hallway to their lockers. The four boys went to their own to get what they needed. "God, school is finally done for today," Stan said. "Yeah, I know. Seems like it's been dragging on forever since this morning," Kyle replied. They both walked to the front doors as they left the school, Cartman and Kenny following. "Hey Kahl, can I copy your math homework when you finish?" Cartman asked. "No, Cartman. You're NOT copying my homework again," Kyle said, giving Cartman his usual annoyed look. "Here we go again..." Stan sighed.
Then, a faint voice was heard. "Hey! Fellas!" the voice shouted, coming closer. Then, the boys soon saw who it was. It was a boy that was in the same grade as them. He had short, blonde pokey hair, wearing a turquoise coat, forest-green colored pants, and simple black shoes. "Fellas, I need one of ya to help me with my homework. I'm not good at math, and I need help!" the boy explained. "Wait, who are you again?" Stan asked. "I'm Butters!" the boy said, having a cute smile on his face. "Oh yeah, well sorry uh, we're sort of busy," Stan said. "Aw, c'mon fellas! I really need one of ya to help me! I-If don't do it I'll get grounded!" Butters explained, having a worried expression.
"Well, sorry Butters, you just have to fail and get grounded," Cartman said. But, before all hope was lost, Kenny walked over to Butters and stood beside him. "Wait, you're going to help him, Kenny?" Kyle asked. Kenny nodded in response. "Heh, have fun with that Kinny. Guess you will be missing out on Terrance and Phillip," Cartman then walked away, Stan and Kyle following behind. As they soon left, Kenny looked at Butters. "Thanks a lot for helpn' me! I thought no one ever would!" Butters exclaimed. "Mhm!" Kenny muffled. "C'mon, let's go to my house!" Butters said, smiling as he took Kenny to his own home.
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