South Park Zombie Au

Prologue

July 22, 1:30 A.M.

Red solo cups littered the grass, the smell of the beginning of adulthood and teen angst filled the small plot of land owned by Clyde Donovan's father.

"This party is absolutely dreadful." Craig put the lit cigarette to his lips.

"Ya know Craigory, if you got up and tried socializing, you could have some fun. You're a sourpuss." Clyde sipped on his beverage while watching tipsy girls stumble over twigs. 

Before replying, Craig put out his cigarette, "I don't like people and I don't like fun." 

"How much you wanna bet, I can bed that hottie in five minutes?" Clyde pointed to a tall blonde girl in wedges. 

"Nothing." Craig said plainly but boldly. 

"I- why not? You don't think I can?" Clyde became defensive.

"You couldn't. Besides, she's drunk and can hardly walk."

"Oh, she won't be able to walk when I'm done with her." Clyde smirked at his own smug comment.

Tweek chipped into the conversation, "It would never happen. She's got a few inches on you Clyde, girls like taller men."

Clyde pouted and threw his cup on the ground, "Tweek, you have no room to talk. You're like a midget but taller." 

"Yeah, but I'm with Craig and Craig likes small things." 

Clyde chuckled and walked away satisfied with the conversation. 

July 22, 1:55 A.M.

Around two o'clock the party started to die down and half of the party's population left. By this time, Clyde was on his fifth drink and Craig was on his last nerve. 

"Tweek let's get out of here... like now." Craig was tugging on Tweek's hand who was talking to a brunette about his work at this coffee shop.

"Craig, babe, I'm in a serious adult conversation right now." 

"Uh, yuh, adult, whatever. Let's leave." 

"Not now, Craig. I'm mid conversation." Tweek rolled his eyes and turned back to his conversation. 

Craig tugged his hand harder, "Tweek! We've been here for three hours, couldn't you have had this conversation earlier?" 

"Craig, you didn't have to come to the party, you had the option to stay home. Now stop, you're embarrassing me." 

"I'm getting sick-" Craig was cut off by an alarm and the screams of drunk teens. People were pushing through the crowd, "Get out of the damn way!" A guy in a green hoodie said as he shoved Tweek. Craig grabbed Tweek's wrist and pulled him closer, "Watch where you're going dickwad!" 

Another man approached the two, "There's no time, run!" 

Craig raised an eyebrow, "The fuck you on?" 

"Get out of here, now!" 

Craig honestly wasn't really falling for this shit considering their grade was class-a pranksters but after hearing a gnawing sound, he snapped his head around and looked through the crowd of people running towards him and Tweek. Craig's icy blue eyes widened in horror, almost 5 feet away from him, was the two previous classmates that he couldn't even remember the names of. One was on top of the other, chewing onto any part of the other person's body that was available, the screaming was ear deafening. 

Craig's hand tightened around Tweek's as he could feel him twitching from being nervous, Tweek was looking everywhere except from where Craig was staring. Time seemed to stop as the pair of dark red eyes looked up at Craig slowly, he could feel his whole body shudder and starting to walk backwards. The pair of eyes never leaving him as the body slowly stood up, Craig starting to breathe heavily. 

"Tw-Tweek... honey we need to go." Craig didn't give him a chance to respond, instead he ran as fast as he could away from the scene he had just witnessed, still holding onto Tweek. 

"Craig! Slow down!" Tweek was breathing heavily, trying to catch his breath. Craig didn't open his mouth and kept running to safety.