Tweek wakes up to a cold bed, he was staying over at his boyfriends house and wanting to wake up in the arms of his missing raven.
"C-Craig?!" no answer. "CRAIG?!!????" Tweek starts to panic, when the door opens. at first glance you wouldn't even know who it was.
"Tweek?" his voice is slightly whinny but still Craig, the imposter was wearing all pink, a pink jacket zipped up halfway he was wearing a white cropped shirt underneath. he had on pink booty shorts showing off his ass, he was wearing pink fishnets with baby pink platform sneakers, he had a feather boa and pink glasses. Craigs signature chullo wasn't there, his hair was flat against his head covered in gel. Tweeks mouth was open in shock before he started freaking out.
"WHO IN THE H-HELL ARE YOU?!?! YOURE NOT CRAIG GET AWAY FROM ME!" the imposter rolls his eyes.
"like your even Tweek-" he looks always muttering "ugly ass butch boy." Tweek feels slightly offended.
"at least i'm not dressed like a fucking stereotype." Craig rolls his eyes.
"i'm not a stereotype, god what's wrong with you? you look and kinda sound like Tweek but he wouldn't be caught dead looking like you."
"well guess what g-gay boy. Craig wouldn't be as whinny and stereotypical as you. are you even g-gay?"
"yeah-"he rolls his eyes placing a hand on his hip, "i'm even a catamite." Tweek looks at him in shock before laughing.
"do you even know what that means C-Craig?" before he can answer Tweek shows him a definition.
"oh god-" Tweek laughs again."well at least i'm not a butch like you your nails are filthy."
"i'm literally gay, m-man! i'm not b-butch." before they can talk more Tweeks phone starts ringing. he puts it on speaker.
incoming call: Craigy
"Tweek where are you?!??"
"at your house! w-where are you?!"
"how are you at my house right now!"
"Craig what are you talking about?!"
"you just left yours! but like it wasn't you! he looked like you but like very stereotypy."
"wait t-there's another me?! oh god what if they're aliens!! WHAT IF THEY WANT MY BLOOD!!"
"ew like if ever that's so emo."
"who in the fuck was that?" Tweek takes a few deep breaths before responding.
"you, but not you."
"is he dressed in all pink calling you butch?"
"howd you g-guess."
"good get him over here i'll try to find the other you, bye love you!" he hangs up leaving the two in silence.
"so like does who ever he is have Tweek?" Craig sounds very bored.
"yeah he has T-Tweek." it felt weird saying his name aloud in conversation.
"oh godwhat if he turns my baby butch like you?!" Tweek rolls his eyes.
"whatever f-fuck you." Craig rolls his eyes.
"so like. where are we going?"
"my h-house."
