Creek - a new beginning

Dinner

Craig gasps from the cold of the snow on his face.

"Oh, I don't think that was a good idea."

Craig bends down and starts making a snowball.

Tweek kneels down and starts to use his hands to push himself forward, trying to escape.

Craig lines up his shot, he hits Tweek square in the back.

"ACK!"

Tweek falls onto his face, then rolls onto his back.

Craig skis over.

"You've been defeated, give up."

"...Fine... I give up."

Tweek reaches out his hand so Craig can help him up. 

Once Craig grabs hold of Tweeks hand he is pulled to the ground with Tweek.

"Gottcha." Tweek smiles.

Craig uses his arms to prop himself up, he is directly above Tweek.

"Did you plan that?"

"Maybe..."

Craig puts a small piece of snow on Tweek's nose.

Tweek giggles.

Craig smirks at Tweek, "You really do suck at skiing."

"I suck?"

"Yep."

"Do I swallow as well?"

Craig's ears turn red.

"Where do you learn this stuff?"

"Probably from you."

"That's fair..."

They look into each other's eyes and kiss. They forget that they are in a public area.

Clyde and Tolkien ski up, "Love birds! You're in the way!"

Craig flips them off and gets up, helping Tweek up with him.

-

"Okay, Tweek, you can balance and move forward now. Next is picking up speed and stopping. Pizza to stop, Fench fries to speed up. You don't have to do much, just let gravity pull you down the hill. If you can't stop, fall on your butt before you crash."

"Won't that hurt?"

"No, you have snow pants on, and the snow is soft."

"Okay, I guess let's go down the hill."

"I will be in front of you, just yell if you need help and I'll grab you."

"Got it."

Craig gets in front of Tweek and starts slowly skiing backward down the hill, keeping an eye on Tweek.

Tweek inches forward, picking up speed as the hill gets a bit steeper.

"AHH!"

"You're okay Tweek! You are doing great!"

Craig zig zags as he goes down the hill so that he can keep pace with Tweek.

"You got it down! Try going faster!"

Tweek straightens out his skis and begins to pick up speed.

"Yea! Look at you go!"

Tweek is holding his arms out in a T pose, trying very hard to stay upright.

At the bottom of the hill, Craig helps Tweek stop.

"You did it!"

"I did it!!"

They high five

"Craig, how are you so good at this? Those looked like pretty advanced moves."

"My mom was a ski instructor."

"Really? When?"

"Up until a couple of years ago."

"Oh cool! Maybe she can teach me someday."

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm having fun teaching you."

-

Dinner time arrives, and everyone gathers in a big dining hall, a buffet-style line with a stack of plates sitting against one wall. 

Everyone gets their food and takes a seat at one of the tables.

Clyde, Tolkien, Tweek, and Craig all sit at the table.

Clyde looks around. "Where is Kenny?"

Craig points to the hallway, "Storage closet."

"Jesus, they really will do it anywhere, huh."

"Guess so."

Tweek eats a salad with ranch on it, he gets a bit of ranch on his cheek.

Clyde looks over at Tweek and reaches out his hand, "Tweek, you have something-"

Craig grabs Clyde's wrist and licks up the ranch on Tweeks cheek.

The entire table is silent.

"Dude." Clyde pulls his wrist away.

Tolkien starts laughing, which causes Clyde to laugh.

Craig keeps his eyes on Tweek, who is staring back at him with wide eyes.

Craig stands up, "Tweek and I are going to our room, bye."

Tweek gets up and follows Craig quietly

Tolkien and Clyde look at each other with shock.

"He really is obvious. Does he have no shame?"

"He never has."