Desolation //Imp Tweek x Pastor Craig //

Peripatetic.

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The only way Craig could describe his sister was bloodhound like - a whiff or inkling of drama, gossip or scandal - she would not stray from its trail until its story was unraveled.

God help me.

She continued her inviting waving at the window, beckoning both pastor and imp outside into the cold.

Craigs body remained frozen, jaw clenched and fingers digging into the arms of the chair. She was going to be so smug about this, this was her idea after all. How was he going to explain Tweeks sudden reappearance too. Alcohol hazey mind had not got him thinking straight either. A hand on his shoulder finally snapped him out of his state.

'Dude... We'd better go see her... C'mon...' Tweeks words brought him back from his headspace, he slowly nodded in agreement before pushing himself up from the chair and dressing himself in his winter attire. He remembered to tuck the bottle under his jacket too.

Both hurried for the exit, Tweek still as awkward as ever attempting to make use of his human legs properly. As soon as the restaurant door swung shut, Craig's frame was pounced upon - being pulled into a tight embrace.

'Ooooh dumbass! I didn't expect to see you here tonight!' Her voice sung, arms squeezing what little air was left inside his lungs outwards. The stench of booze was very prominent and the way she pulled away and stumbled over to Tweek, well it confirmed it in Craig's mind.

The poor imp had no idea what was coming. Arms wrapped around his middle and crushed his ribs as she enveloped the blond. He could only stand dumbfounded, his arms outstretched rigid. The lack of any affection toward this creature shone through in his very confused response.

Craig actually couldn't help but stifle a chuckle under his breath. The imp looked helpless against his sister.

'Hero! You're back?! You left without saying goodbye!' Tricia spoke, pulling away from their awkward embrace - she flashed him a sad look before her beaming smile found its place again. 'Someone listened, I see...'

Turning back to face her brother, she nudged him in the ribs with some haste. A disapproving look shadowed Craig's face. Tweek remained awkwardly unsure about how to respond to any of this.

'Sooo...?' Tricia chimed, head turning between the two.

'It's dinner, Trish. Tweeks back in town looking for some work and I owed the guy something for saving my life.' Craig finally piped up. 'Dinner and a place to stay is the least I could do.'

'Ooooh, Tweek's staying at yours too?' Her eyes widened, interest fully peaked. 'You're so cute...'

Palm found Craig's face, burying his face. This was so embarrassing. While Tweek continued to look oblivious to anything going on. 'Wait... Does she think this is a date?' Tweek finally spoke, hoping he was catching on. Trisha continued to beam at the pair. 'Is this a date..?'

'No!' Craig interjected quickly. 'Trish, what are you doing out here - and on your own?'

'The work girls wanted drinks, we came out here... We had a few... I was just going to get a ride with...' She stopped herself. 'But now you're here, I'll cab with you guys!' And with that, she frantically went about typing on her phone.

'Great. Let me just call the cab company.' Frowning, Craig pulled out his phone again and began to walk away from the two to find some quietness.

'Sooo...' Tricia eventually finished looking at her phone. 'Did you go back home? How come you're back? You're looking for work, huh?' She stepped closer to the imp, he wanted to back off. 'Oooh, what happened to your face??'