Do you have the time to listen to me whine,
About nothing and everything all at once?
I am one of those,
Melodramatic fools,
Neurotic to the bone,
No doubt about it.
~~~
September 12th, 1 pm.
Richard Tweak and his wife have been knocking at their son's door for the past 15 minutes. The man refused to leave his room, no matter what his parents tried. Maybe he's too nervous about today? Or maybe he's just a coward? It doesn't matter. He doesn't want to go out by any means.
"Tweek, you need to leave your room sooner or later. You can't leave Craig at the altar."
"I didn't sleep at all, today. I'm scared, I'm tired, and I want to go home!"
Richard and Helen looked at each other with confusion.
"But... you are home, son."
No reply.
"Well, Stan and the others are gonna be here in 10 minutes, and they're not gonna be very happy to know that you refuse to show up to the wedding they prepared and organized with so much love and care."
Another moment of silence.
"It's not that I don't want to go. I'm just... scared that something might go terribly wrong! What if it starts raining?! What if there's a storm and we all have to evacuate- WORSE!! WHAT IF CRAIG LEAVES ME AT THE ALTAR?!"
"Tweek, nobody's gonna leave you at the altar, and no storm is gonna happen!" The woman replied. "Do you want some coffee to calm down, hun? I'll make you some coffee!"
"NO, DON'T GIVE HIM ANY COFFEE!" Stan screamed from the bottom of the stairs, startling everybody in the house.
"Stan? How did you get in?!"
The ravenhead jogged up the stairs, panting heavily.
"You gave me the key. Remember, Mr Tweak?"
"Oh. I guess I did, huh?"
Stan leaned against the door, so he could negotiate with his friend.
"Dude, come on out. Deep down you know nothing bad is gonna happen. You're just nervous, and that's okay. I'm gonna make sure everything goes perfectly today, okay?"
No reply. He sighed.
"Will you feel better if you talk to Craig?"
"No, they can't see each other before the ceremony! That's bad luck!" Richard complained.
"They don't need to see each other. They can talk to each other through the phone!"
They waited in silence for Tweek to answer. When they heard the door unlocking, a sudden weight left their shoulders. The blond stepped out of the room, sighing.
"I think I can do this."
~~~
2 pm
"Okay, Tweek. Just... a little bit more..."
"Jesus ChRIST, WENDY- that's too tight-!" He barely wheezed, when the woman pulled on his tie.
"Oh, come on! It's not that bad- Cartman, will you PLEASE stop doing that?!" Kyle screamed at his friend, who was juggling with the ring box.
"Yall are too dramatic. The rings are gonna be fine, as long as Cartman decides not to eat them." Kenny chuckled, getting the make-up box ready for Wendy.
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Breaking Of The Know-it-all (Creek)
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