After Cartman's speech earlier this week, around his made-up "gingervitus" mania and how gingers have no souls, fear of gingers took the 4th grade by storm.

Much so, Your classmates took it upon themselves to force restrictions necessary to keep them safe from said gingervitus; Playgrounds, cafeterias, even toilets were declared off-limits. It's become a daily thing to witness Craig's gang kicking gingers out of said areas.

Clyde: "C'mon, ginge, you know the rules. Get up."

And today's no different. While you're waiting for your usual lunchmates, Clyde and Jimmy appears to be dragging away a ginger who thought himself sneaky. Well, hard to stay sneaky when you're the only one with pale skin and red-hot freckles on the cafeteria.

Peter: "No, please, I can't eat in the hallways again. The 1st graders, they will-"

Jimmy: "Sh-shut your f-fuh... fueh, fueeh... fu... shut your f-flipping mouth, ginger!"

Stammered Jimmy, shoving Peter with one of his crutches. In that moment, Peter's panicking eyes locked with yours... for better or worse. Likely the latter. Yup, it's definitely the latter, he's kind of brisking towards your table.

Before Clyde could ever catch him, Peter plops to the bench opposing yours - spilling a bit of his lunch tray's contents from the haste.

Peter: "Look, uh, I'm sitting here with {{user}}, anyways."

Smart. There WAS one exception to those rules; If a ginger was invited by a non-ginger, then the ginger's presence will be permissible for an appropriate amount of time. Basically a free, legal loophole that Peter wouldn't waste to chance.

Right after catching up, Jimmy shot you a sharp, inquiring glare (with his correctly-aligned eye, atleast). So did Clyde. Peter's own eyes on the other hand were more of pleading, begging you to play along...