The bird. (Tweek)

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A/N: quick authors note pookies, I mostly do it from Tweek's perspective cause idk also can someone tell me how to turn to dark mode cause I forgot how to on phone and it's the middle of the night I'm abt to UGH

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Me and Craig were laying on the couch watching TV, my head was in his lap and I was playing on my phone while he ran his fingers through my hair.

I paused, getting an idea. We should get a fucking bird.

"Babe." I said looking at him excitedly.

"Yeah?" He asked looking down at me.

"We should get a bird." I stated, grinning.

"What, why. We have nothing to take care of birds." Craig reasoned.

"We can buy it!!"

"With our student debt?"

I rolled my eyes and went back to scrolling on my phone.

"Actually. I think Token has a bird cage, he used to have a bird named sparks." Craig laughed grimly.

"What happened to it?" I asked genuinely curious.

"It caught on fire." Craig said glancing at my phone.

"WHAT THE FUCK?? HOW???" I cried.

"Cartman, he was smoking with Kenny cause Kenny used to live with Clyde and Tolkien, and he accidentally set his bracelet from his mom on fire while trying to light it. He threw it across the room cause it burned him and it hit the bird cage. You can guess what happened next." Craig stated simply then looked back to the TV. He was watching wheel of fortune.

My jaw was basically on the floor, "what in the fuck, if we do end up getting a bird Cartman is not going anywhere near it."

Craig nodded in agreement. "I'll go ask if you want."

"If it doesn't bother you." I said grinning and letting him get up.

"Why would it bother me?" He asked rhetorically then kissed my forehead, making towards the door. I stretched out on the couch my back cracking.

I closed my eyes briefly and listened to Pat Sajak's voice.

Craig came back a few minutes later holding a huge birdcage. My eyes widened.

"Woah!" I said in awe and jumped up. "Now we get the bird and it's supplies and stuff!!"

"Yep!" Craig said cheerfully as I took him into my arms, hugging him tightly.

I grabbed the keys and bounded out the door, craig following close behind.

We got in the car, "alright so where do we go first?" Craig asked as I climbed in the drivers side.

"Alright, passenger princess." I said giggling. Craig flushed and covered his face with his hands.

"Pet smart." I answered sneaking a look at him.

Craig smiled, "when I was little I used to have a Guinea pig named stripe."

"Oh I remember him! I freaked out the first time I held him."

"I remember that! Yeah, my mom stepped on the first one. Then I got a new one and I think my dad poisoned that one cause it pooped in the dining room." He looked at me, "then you got me stripe #4."

I smiled, "and here we are going to go get a bird."

"Time flies huh?"

"Really does, remember when we fake broke up?"

"Who's Michael Tweek?" Craig mocked me, "huh? Who is he?"

I laughed, and turned into the pet smart parking lot. I got out of the car and went around the other side quickly, opening Craig's door for him,

"Thank you, babe." He said grinning, he grabbed my hand and we walked into the pet smart hand in hand. People looked at us weird, some people looked at us enviously, some thought we were cute.

We walked around finding bird feed, other bird things and finally. A BIRD!!

We picked out a pretty little yellow and green parakeet. I AM SOOO EXCITED!!

I held the tiny bird in my hands tenderly. The workers hovered around us and I patted the birds head lightly. "Are these the ones that talk??"

"No, those are parrots." Craig answered.

"Can we get this one please?" I asked Craig and he nodded. I WAS ECSTATIC!! He pet the birds little head and grinned.

One of the workers put the bird in a little box and told us not to shake it. Well no shit?!

Craig carried the bags of bird supplies and I carried the little box that our child was in.

"What do we name him??" Craig asked, opening up the box slightly after we got in the car and I handed him it to hold while I drove.

"Up to you babe." I said pulling out of the parking lot practically vibrating out of excitement.

"You're twitching like you used to, are you okay?" Craig asked tenderly.

My head snapped to him, surprised "I'm twitching? Oh I didn't realize." I looked at the road again. "Yeah I'm okay, I'm super excited."

"We should name him Rio like in the movie!!"

"No fucking way dude." I said looking at him incredulously, "when I said pick one out I meant like, stripe or something like that. Not Rio???"

"Fine, how about Sammy?"

"Yeah!!"

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