Craig was walking home. He was going to find who took Tweek from him and beat their ass, along with getting Tweek back, safe, and comfy in his arms. Craig was determined to save him, but first, he needed sleep since he hadn't slept in about a week now.
As he gets home, he looks at the folder and smiles, "I'll find you. I love you, Tweek. I love you so much."
-With Tweek.-
Tweek was frantically grabbing at whatever he could. His arms were tied behind his back, making grabbing anything extremely hard. He also couldn't see anything since he had a blindfold on. He tried to scream for help, but the cloth shoved in his mouth muffled it. Tweek didn't know where he was going. He thought he was in some sort of truck or large car since it seemed space-ish. Tweek thrashed violently, and that's when he was harshly slapped on the face, "You're not getting out, so stop moving!" Tweek can't stop, though. His twitches were horrible for obvious reasons.
Finally, after what felt like hours, the vehicle stopped, and he felt as he was grabbed and dragged out of the vehicle and into a house.
He felt as he was dragged downstairs and thrown onto cold, hard ground. Tweek kept twitching. He felt tears roll down his face, 'Craig....please..I'm scared. I'm scared!' he thought. That's when Tweek felt the blindfold be torn off his eyes, and he could see again. He looked around, it looked like he was in a basement, the floor and walls were a gloomy shade of gray, and both were also cold and hard. Tweek shifted to get in a more comfortable position. Tweek looked around more and saw a person. He couldn't see their face, but they looked skinny, very skinny, and frail. They were dressed completely in black, and they had a black trucker hat. They were just standing in the corner before walking up to Tweek and staring at him.
Tweek looked into his eyes since that was the only thing he could really see. His eyes were brown with pale-ass skin. The dude grabbed Tweek's mouth cloth and took it out before saying, "You're Tweek Tweak, correct?"
Tweek nods nervously, "Y-Y-Ye-es."
The guy nods, "You know why you're here?"
Tweek shakes his head, "N-N-No si-gah-sir."
The guy sighed, "Tweek....Tweek....Don't, worry. You'll find out soon enough, but just know..your little boyfriend is the reason for this. He's the reason for all of this."
The guy then laughs, unties Tweek completely, and leaves the room. Tweek twitches more and more until he can't help but scream and pull at his hair again. He hadn't felt this way in a while since he was spending all that time with Craig, but now that he isn't with him, and instead in someone's basement, it seemed like his panic attacks were worse, "Craig!!" he cried, "I'm scared!! Where are you!?!" Tweek curled up in the corner and started crying and clawing at his eyes and hair, "Craig!! Please!!" He digs his head into his knees and says in a quiet raspy voice from all the crying, "Where are you?....I love you....I love you so much."
Tweek then keeps crying, digging his head more into his knees, and closing his eyes in an attempt to sleep, failing miserably, of course, the ground is horribly uncomfortable and cold, not to mention incredibly hard. So instead of sleep, he just cried, he just cried, cried, and cried, until he had no tears left, "I love you so much Craig...."
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Craig x Tweek, "My little twich."
Fanfiction[Book 6] You do not need to read any book before this for it to make sense. I'm trying something new out so if you don't like it, then simply, don't read it. Anyways enjoy!! Craig and Tweek's relationship was great, they love each other and they wou...