Thoughts

Eric Cartman tossed and turned for quite some time. His thoughts were buzzing in his mind, but he refused to stop and think them over. But when he looked at his clock, the red numbers 1:12 flashed before his eyes. Cartman groaned, deciding to stop and think. He looked up at his ceiling and let the day's events be remembered.

His 'Tourette Syndrome' had been completely out of his control, and he blurted out things he'd have much rather kept to himself. Cartman had begged God for a miracle, and he had received it. That much he understood quite well. His selfish thoughts led him to believe that God owed him that much. But what he didn't understand, was why God had sent Kyle to be his miracle.

Of all people, Cartman would of been less surprised if it had been Satan who had helped him. Cartman knew he was intelligent, not much academically, but street-wise, he was cunning and devious. So it bothered him not understanding something. He knew it was simple, but he just couldn't seem to get the answer.

Stupid Jew. Why did Kyle always confuse him? It frustrated him so much! Did Kyle come because he wanted to help, or because God had forced him to?

Speaking of Kyle wanting to help, why was it that the Jew always continued to help him, no matter how many times he had screwed the other over? It didn't seem any bit logical to Cartman. He had given the red-head AIDS, had tried to kill the other repeatedly, and had rarely done anything nice to him, and yet, he still hung out with him. Sometimes he even said that Cartman was his friend. Don't get him wrong though, he was happy that Kyle was easily manipulated, but he just didn't understand.

Kyle can keep looking for good in him, but he'll never find any. Even Cartman knew he was an ass to everyone, and that he did many cruel things to others. But obviously, that didn't effect Cartman himself.

Honestly, Cartman found Kyle's kindness a bit...Sickening. It wasn't natural for anybody to be so nice. Kyle was always nice to Stan. That's no shocker. He supports Stan in anything he does. But he's not only nice to Stan, he's nice to Kenny, Wendy, Bebe, Tweek, everyone! Even Cartman.

Though, he may be nice to him, sometimes, not always, Cartman wished that...

His eyes opened wide. Cartman didn't even want to finish that train of thought. It wasn't a normal 'Cartman' thought, so he quickly pushed it aside.

It's not like Cartman actually wanted that to happen. Of course not. It was an illogical thought. It wasn't a good thought. Cartman figured he only imagined that thought because he was tired. He suddenly remember why he was tired.

Right. Why Kyle was his miracle. Cartman didn't care much for the answer now, he figured it must be God's cruel taste at irony. It didn't matter to him anymore, for his thoughts were still stuck on the one before-hand. The one Cartman refuses to acknowledge, but seems unable to forget.

He pulled his blanket over his head, turned around, and forced himself to forget such impossible thoughts. Because Cartman would never really want Kyle to smile at him like he does to everyone else. He doesn't want Kyle to have a sincere smile when looking at him. Of course he doesn't. It's an illogical thought process that Cartman will ignore. Forever. And he will never think about it again.

Well, he's hoping that it was only a fluke, anyways.

AN: This drabble takes place after the 'La Petite Tourette' episode. (Loved that episode!) It's my first try at South Park! I hope I did alright. I found it hard to find a plot that wasn't cliche or over used. I hope you liked it!

Thank you for reading!
-MewMew