The boxer and the racer (creek)

Girlbossing too close to the sun (Craig)

WORD COUNT:730

"Marjie is inlove with him that's the problem." Tweek said thoughtfully, my cheek still hurt from Bebe.

Whatever it was better than being beaten by a full grown boxer.

He's not above punching me too. He said that earlier. I stared at the road as the three devised a plan in the back. Since me and Tweek aren't dating anymore our plan is to get Tweek to flirt with him and lead him back to our place. Why do I keep saying our place? I don't know if he lives with me anymore.

Then we strike, we call the cops on him since all Tweek's drugs are at Bebe's house it will be smooth sailing and Kenny gets put in jail for harassment. Then I'll tell the cops and the little trio about his threats and what will Kenny do? Argue??

Then I'll hopefully get Tweek back? I was his bitch. I frowned at the road.

"CRAIG! Pull over we're hungry!!" Bebe pointed to a McDonald's up the road.

"Yeah alright, I'll pay for you guys."

TIME SKIPPP

"Okay we all know what to do?" Wendy asked one last time.

"Yes! Yes we do wends!" Bebe said grinning at her and standing outside of the club that Kenny was supposed to be at.

I watched as Tweek slipped inside and started looking for the trademark orange hoodie. I saw it before he did and did my best to keep in my distressed groans as he looked.

"He's so blind oh my fucking god." Bebe commented, emerging from behind the dumpster where she was hiding.

"This is sad." Wendy said hopping out of the car, finally. Tweek saw him and went running up to him.

My fists balled as he flirted and giggled with Kenny. He led him quickly through the club by having his arm around his waist and playing with the waistband and hem of his shirt suggestively.

Kenny seemed to like that and went very willingly. "Do you have a car?" Tweek asked pushing himself against Kenny's chest.

"I do. I make good money with the drugs, if your good tonight I'll give you some free snow. The good shit too." Kenny promised.

Tweek's eyes twinkled with desire and determination. He brushed it off and started tracing small circles on Kenny's chest with his pinky finger. Whispering something I couldn't hear.

Even though I knew it was just an act, this was making me mad. Really fucking mad.

Good, he's in Kenny's car now. Phase two!!!

Me and Wendy crowded around Bebe's phone as she tracked where Kenny lived.

Wendy had the cops on speed dial and we all jumped into the craigmobile. We drove slow to the house to not bring attention to ourselves.

"This is right out of a movie!!" Bebe laughed, "kinda cringy like a movie too."

"I agree," wendy laughed. "We didn't have to do a car chase, we could've just called the cops and told them the location!"

"That's not as fun!" Bebe giggled. "Craig's got a lot of practise."

We pulled into Kenny's street and parked a little down the road.

Wendy called the police.

"Hello? Uh there is this guy, he has been harassing my friend for days and he apparently threatened my friends ex-boyfriend with a gun. Don't use sirens or lights please."

She paused as she listened to the operator talk.

"Okay, thanks see you soon."

"Yep bye."

She looked at us, "they're coming soon. Text Tweek real quick!" She told Bebe.

She got out her phone and I saw his contact name. 'Meth whore 😜'

A few minutes later a cop car pulled up beside us, "are you the ones that called?" A man's voice rang out.

"Yes!" Bebe called hanging out the window.

"Please step out the three of you." He ordered. "What are your names?"

"I'm Wendy testaburger, bebe stevens is the blonde one and the man is Craig Tucker." Wendy supplied for all of us.

"Can you tell me what was going on?" The officer asked.

"Kenny McCormick has been harassing my best friend tweek tweak for ages. He also threatened to kill Craig Tucker and he threatened him with a gun."

"Alright which house is it?" He asked grabbing a walkie talkie from his little front pocket.

Bebe pointed to Kenny's house triumphantly just as a scream ripped from it faintly.