Creek - a new beginning

Storybook

Kenny and Butters enter Tweek's hospital room in the morning to read to him. Butters takes a seat next to Tweek while Kenny sits in the corner.

"Hey, Tweek. I'm gonna continue from where we left off." Butters reads the book in a calm soothing voice that puts Kenny to sleep.

Kenny wakes up as Butters is on the last page of the book. He rubs his eyes and stretches.

"I mean, I really do think that love is the best thing in the world, except for cough drops. But I also have to say, for the umpty-umpth time, that life isn't fair." Butters closes the book.

"That was a... really nice... story..."

Butters and Kenny both shoot out of their seats.

"TWEEK!?" Butters almost falls over. 

"Where... Where is Craig?.. Is he okay... They hit him pretty hard." Tweek struggles to speak, he feels incredibly weak.

"He's good! He is perfect! Perfect health! Tweek, do you feel okay!?" Butters is starting to cry.

"I feel weak... Probably just the coffee wearing off... wait... The coffee... I need to talk to a detective." Tweek starts to slowly sit up. Butters lies Tweek back down.

"Tweek, you've been asleep for a while... Craig took care of everything. David is going to jail and your parents go on trial any day now!"

Tweek blinks, "How long was I asleep?"

"3 Months..."

Tweek looks down at his frail body, "Ah... My body looks strange..."

A team of nurses rushes in and starts asking Tweek how he felt, checking his vitals and changing his IV drip. After they finish interrogating him, they bring in a doctor to explain Tweek's condition to him.

"Tweek Tweak. You have been in a coma for 3 months, your body wasn't active for a long time, and it started shutting down. We don't know how your movement will be. We want to keep you here overnight, get more food and water into your body and make sure there aren't any complications. Then you can go home. Does that sound okay?"

Tweek nods and the doctor leaves to prepare more medicine.

"I can go home... I don't think I have one of those anymore..."

Butters grabs Tweeks hand, "You do! Craig got an apartment! He said when you woke up he was gonna bring you there. OH CRAIG!! KENNY!!"

Kenny nods, "I'm already calling him, don't worry."

Tweek looks up at the ceiling. He has so much to think about but he feels too loopy to think very hard.

"Butters? Have my parents been paying for my stay here?"

Butters shakes his head. "No, Craig has been covering the bills, he works overtime at his job to keep the cash flow coming. Me and Kenny tried to help out where we could, we would try to give Craig money but he refused."

"Craig did all that? Is he okay?"

Butters looks down. "He has been really worried. He probably hasn't gotten a full night of sleep in 3 months... He came here every day. He really cared for you."

Tweek starts to cry.

Butters grabs a tissue, "Sorry, did I say something wrong?"

Tweek shakes his head, "No, I just feel bad, he probably suffered a lot because of me... I miss him..."

"Tweek, you just woke up from a 3 month-long coma, you should try worrying about yourself first."

Kenny enters the room again, "It went to voicemail, his phone is probably dead, I'm gonna ride over on my bike and pull him out of there. Butters, you look after Tweek." Kenny kisses Butters before leaving.