Monster Hunters [South Park AU]

You Never Know How Strong You Are Until Being Strong is Your Only Choice.

[Craig POV] 

Friday Afternoon: [1:32 pm]

Craig was fairly sure he was going to murder Clyde if he screamed any louder. Normally, he'd be a little more concerned, but it was hard to feel sympathy when Clyde hurt himself doing something Craig warned him not to do. 

There was a small tennis net near his cabin, probably for the summer camp that ran when it was actually appropriate to send teens camping. At the sight of it, he had decided that the correct course of action was to attempt to jump it. Probably to impress Token, as if the mature one of their group would be impressed by Clyde doing something stupid, but those tactics had worked with his ex Bebe, so Clyde did not see the need to change them. 

"Clyde, that's a dumb idea. Don't do it." Craig responded as he hung back, stealing glances at Tweek who seemed to never take his eyes off of Clyde. Craig knew it was likely because he was worried, but Craig couldn't help but feel annoyed that Clyde seemed to have Tweeks' attention. 

The Clyde that decided to promptly ignore his comment and make the jump anyways, catching his foot on the net and skidded across the hard, cold ground. Token rushed to grab one of the chaperones while Tweek kneeled next Clyde, checking for any broken bones. More people from nearby cabins who hadn't left to do an activity yet were rushing over to see what the screaming was about. 

"I think I broke my leg!" Clyde cried out, his cheeks red from a mixture of the cold and the sobbing. 

"Clyde, it's not broken." Tweek reassured Clyde as he wrapped an arm around him, likely in a hope to comfort him. Oh now Tweek was interested in comforting his old friends. 

"Then why does it hurt so much?" 

"Because you're a dumbass Clyde." Craig muttered as he walked closer. Clyde's leg had long, ugly looking, bleeding scratches on his leg, but they didn't look too deep underneath the blood. "Clyde, please stop screaming." 

Eventually, after taking their sweet ass time, a chaperon came to escort Clyde to the nurse's cabin. Tweek offered to go with him, but the chaperon shook his head with a smile, and told the group they should go find an activity to do so they could get their participation points. Craig promised to check on Clyde later as the brown haired teen walked away sniffling. Clyde might a dumbass, but he was Craigs' dumbass. 

Token, Craig, and Tweek decided to do a trail walk in the woods. Tweek seemed on edge, his entire body shaking as he walked through the woods. If it had just been the shaking, Craig would of just chalked it up to the cold, but Tweeks eyes kept darting back and forth as if he expected something to just jump out of the tree line. Maybe he did, the woods were creepy as fuck. Despite it still being a few hours until dark, the light in the already seemed dim, and there was this feeling like something was watching them. The trees felt like they were leaning over the boys, as if they ended to trap them inside there forever. 

Craig was stuck between wanting to ignore Tweek because the blonde was making him fucking antsy, and wanting to comfort Tweek like he used to be able to. 

"You okay Tweek?" Craig asked, walking quicker to be in step with the twitchy blonde. 

"Aggh!" Tweek exclaimed, scaring Craig and causing him to jump, though he kept his apathetic face on. "Yeah I'm fine." 

"Believable." Craig responded sarcastically. After that, Craig stopped trying to make conversation with Tweek, and just instead stole glances at the blonde. Tweeks' shaking seemed worse, and Craig opened his mouth to offer his jacket to Tweek before closing it. 

"Hey guys, check this out!" Token called out, pointing out some strange written symbols craved into the trees. 

"GAH!" 

"What the fuck is that?" Craig asked as he moved to stand next to Token, leaning into to take a closer look at the symbols. He swore they were glowing a bit, but maybe that was just him being around Tweek and the fucking woods too long. 

"Probably some dumb teens carving it as a joke." Token responded, putting his hands in his pocket. Craig stole another glance at Tweek, to see that he was staring at the symbols with wide eyes as he started to pull on his hair. Fuck, they probably should get moving, like now.