The boxer and the racer (creek)

The race (craig)

TW: car crash and mad gay also like dead people but wtv

WORD COUNT: 978

I started up the car and squeezed my helmet on my head, adrenaline running through my veins. I strapped on my seatbelt and adjusted my mirror, then looked over through the dark windows at a tall blond boy in the crowd. He's so cute. What the fuck Craig? Why am I talking to myself? Oh my lord.

I gave him a quick smile and he smiled and winked back at me. Tweek was his name he was my best friend since forth grade. He has always been an meth head. I'm trying to make him quit. One other thing is that Tweek is a professional boxer, one of the best. He won't hesitate to punch you.

"Start your engines racers!" The announcer yelled and I saw Tweek grin slightly. A horn sounded and then car engines pierced the air as we racers sped down the track. I was in third and was quickly gaining on the racer in second. I heard loud cheering from the crowd and that encouraged me to win. FOR TWEEK!! I'm down bad oh my god.

The racer in second place suddenly plummeted off the track into the wall as he was trying to turn to the corner. The car burst into flame and people in the crowd screamed in fright. He bolted out of the car yelling. I jumped as I swerved around him quickly and focused on getting myself back together.

I turned to steering wheel hard left and made the car go straight again. I heaved in a large breath of relief and relaxed but only slightly. There was still a race to win.

I sped up so I was neck in neck with the guy in first. I grunted and tried to make my car go even faster. I slowed down and turned into the pitstop as my team rushed in.

Bebe Stevens was my manager, (and Tweek's bestie) Wendy Testaburger, Clyde Donovan, Kenny McCormick, and Tolkien Black rushed to change my cars tires Bebe urging them all on enthusiastically.

After they were finished Kenny winked at me and retreated to stand with the group and I sped off in first place as my team was the fastest changing my tires. Ew Kenny. He's a manwhore.

I sped away grinning like a mad man I was in first place! I sped down the track and looked in my rear view mirror and saw Stan marsh's car quickly gaining on me. I sped up and grunted as I pushed down the accelerator harshly, crossing the finish like with ease.

I smiled and leaned back in my chair as my team came running over to my car grins on all of their faces. I also saw Tweek jogging over, he had a pretzel in his hand and a large grin splayed on his face.

I hopped out of the car and ran to hug him ignoring the others completely.

"Rude!" Bebe huffed but grinned seeing me hug Tweek. Apparently she has 'spidey senses' that tell her if we're gay or not. Me and Tweek (apparently) are very gay. Not me though. Stay safe!!

I wrapped my arms around his body his heart was racing and he wrapped his arms around my neck hugging me tightly.

"Good job." Was all he said before breaking away and grinning at me. He handed me the pretzel "for you. I got it with extra cheese just how you like." I grinned appreciatively.

I pulled off my helmet and Bebe ran up to me and grabbed me in a tight bear hug and kissed my cheek.

"CRAIG!" she screamed "YOU DID GREAT!"

Everyone showered me with congratulations and decided we should go out to eat to celebrate.

I pulled into the restaurant parking lot with Tweek in the front seat with me and the rest of the gang in the back of my Mini van Clyde called the craigmobile. Wendy whooped as we pulled in.

"I am starving!" She cried and unbuckled her seatbelt enthusiastically.

"Alright everyone I just got paid so dinners on me!" Bebe told everyone grinning and got a bunch of whoops and thank yous in response.

I looked at Tweek and his leg was bouncing and he was biting his nails staring at his phone his eyes darting around the screen. I placed my hand on his knee gently and he snapped his head to look at me.

Wendy opened the door and hopped out motioning for everyone else to go as well.

"Go on without us! We will be there in a minute!" I called before even thinking about it. Oh shit what did I just do.

Clyde smirked at me and then winked giving me a thumbs up before walking away with the others into the restaurant. That little bitch.

"Hey Tweek? What's wrong?" I asked gently leaning closer to him. He looked at me and just showed me the screen.

Mom

Mom: hey honey?

Tweek: yes mom?

Mom: he's gone sweetie.

Tweek: who?

Mom: you know who honey.

Tweek: oh.

Mom: he fought hard but your father tweek, he's gone. I'm so sorry.

I gasped reading the messages in complete shock, tears ran down Tweeks face.

I hugged him gently and he unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car mopping his eyes with his shirt sleeve.

"Well, uh we shouldn't keep them waiting?" He said simply then turned on his heel and walked off towards the restaurant. He didn't even seem sad? Except for a little bit of tears, but whatever his dad was kind of a douche.

A/N
Okay lemme explain the thing with Tweeks dad, okay so Tweeks dad was diagnosed with cancer so he died and we will see how Tweek copes with it I don't even know yet