Eric Theodore Cartman Novels & Stories

"Yes, sir." Egan looked at the picture in the picture, saw a person who looked exactly like him and was a little surprised to think. “Definitely Zelda gave the person plastic surgery exactly like me, looking at this person's body, he is even bigger than me. How can it be the same, can you find out who this person is?" “As Henry, I found out he is friends with Otis, and he has two sons, he likes men. This man is Eric, I don't know what to say, is it a coincidence that the name and the person are the same?"

Carter nodded, smiling at me as he did, his heartbeat calming down a bit “don’t worry, things would be alright. We just need to be patient and careful right now. We can’t have the elders finding out about the Donatello situation, and we need to make sure that things run as perfectly as we can to not stir anyone around” “Don’t worry about that part, you just be sure to tame the beast up there, and I’ll take care of things out here” Carter teased making me laugh. I shook my head at him, standing on my toes to wrap my arms around him, hugging him tightly “we’re lucky to have you around, you know that, right?” “Says the man who was angry with me a few minutes ago” I teased, pulling away from the

We’re coming up on our tenth one when Debbie faces Eric and me. “You sit here,” Debbie says pointing to the seat up front. Eric nods in agreement. “And when we go downhill you raise your arms up and scream, okay? You have to scream” Debbie tells him like the quality of this day is contingent on this one action. “I will scream,” Eric confirms with just as much seriousness as Debbie. Sure enough, when the tip of the cart begins its descent, Eric raises his arms in the air and lets out a sound somewhere between a scream and a cheer. I stifle a laugh. I’ve never seen this side of Eric, the side that’s trying to let go. We step off the carts and somehow Debbie is still bouncing off the walls aski

When Eric saw the person’s figure, he was dumbstruck! This… how could this be possible?! It was Philip Clarke. Why was he there? Wait a minute! The person behind him was Theo Zander! It was Theo! Instantly, Eric ignored Philip and instead began to frantically shout at Theo for help, “Theo, it’s me. I’m Eric Yates from the Yates family. My father is Samson Yates. Tell your men to capture them. They dared beat me up, they’re courting death!” Nevertheless, no matter how much Eric shouted, Theo was unmoved. With a cold expression on his face, he stood behind Philip, looking at Eric as if he were already a dead man.

Dead or alive. “I…I apo-lo” “Apology accepted” I took out the words from his mouth. It seemed as though he couldn't get himself to bring out a straight sentence without stuttering. I quickly pulled out a black card from the length of my left pocket handing it over to the hefty fellow who had unarguably gone humble. It was a premium membership card of Club Erebus which simply meant that I didn't have to go through the stress of filing in for a reservation prior to then. The perks of being good at what to do, I guess. You'll understand with time.

Eric saw Cathy in his afterglow and hurriedly sat up straight happily. "Something just happened and there was a delay, sorry for the wait." Cathy apologized and sat down next to Eric, reaching for the cake Eric handed her. "What happened? Did someone give you a hard time?" Eric listened with some urgency. "No, I just met a man, his last name is Langley, and he is very handsome, he said he is Carter's friend, Eric, do you know him?" Cathy didn't want Eric to worry so she didn't say what happened.

I stood up from the table and so did Eric. "Nova, this is Eric," I said. Eric smiled and stuck out his hand for Nova to shake. "It's nice to finally meet you." Nova looked from his hand to his face and back again. "Aren't you a little young to be a science tutor?" Eric dropped his hand, sticking them into the front pockets of his jeans. "Just how old do you think I am?" "Twenty, maybe twenty one." "Wrong. I'm eighty four and counting. I've got eighteen grandkids and twenty nine cats."

She frowned and then took another drink of her beer. “I bet that you spent your days making voodoo dolls of the Lycan Kings and Queens and stick pins in them!” This came from Eric who also worked in the kitchen. He had a darkness to him and had a rather interesting taste in dark humour. He was funny most of the time but somehow managed to take some of his jokes a little too far.

His twin hasn’t changed. “Our older cousin Carter is watching you,” he whispered to Eron, who had adjusted his seat and crossed his arms. “Who said I looked at them?” asked Eron, turning to Aaron. “Is it you? Don’t accuse me of that, Aaron! You’re not funny.” Aaron put his hands over his mouth. “Pftt…!” He burst out laughing because his twin was so serious, but the fact that Carter was far from them. “You look dumb,” said Aaron. Eron snorted and punched his twin, who only laughed at him.

"Look, guys. Wyatt may be a lot of things..." "Like a liar and a blackmailer..." Eric cursed. "And a manipulative prick..." Chuck added. "With an ego the size of Montana..." Melanie tried to lighten the mood. "...and a few small countries," Katie added with a laugh. "But one thing I know for certain is that Wyatt Gaynes is not a murderer." "I'm not so certain, Katie. He's isn't the same hot jock high school football star wannabe who dated a different cheerleader every month," Eric began.