A Fairytale of Tweek ✔️

Chapter 2

Sorry for taking long to update. People commented saying to update I hope you like this chapter.

Tweeks POV

When I was picking up my stuff off the floor I felt another hand touch mines. I blushed slightly when I looked up to find Craig helping me with my books.

"T-Thanks Craig." I mumbled.

"Your welcome." He said ruffling my blonde hair.

He walked out the class room and I was standing there with a red face.

I had a crush on Craig since the 4th grade. I never told him because it was to much pressure. I wish I wasn't so weird so that can ask him out.

When I left out the building its started to rain. The driest place to go to was the library so headed there.

~Time skipped~

I was sitting at the table reading Cinderella. I read to the part where she was dancing with the prince.

I imagined me and Craig ballroom dancing. But I wasn't wearing a dress!

*yawns* I was tired and couldn't keep my head up or my eyes open. I then laid my head down still trying to read but ended up going to sleep.

~Dream World~

*yawn*

"W-Where am I." I woke up in a maids dress that was cover in some dirt.

"C-Cinder."

"TWEEK COME UP HERE NOW." Said a women upstairs.

I got up slowly and walked up stairs to see my mom.

"Mom. W-Why was I sleeping downstairs?"

"Not another word. Get done with the chores you lazy bone. And you can start by cleaning up your two step brother's room." She demanded.

Geez mom your acting like the step mom on Cinderella.

I went into my "step brothers" room.

"Good. Get cleaning." Said a familiar voice that I despite. Wait Cartman.

"C-Cartman. What are you doing here?"

"I sleep here dumb ass and so does your step brother Butters. You lived with us quite a while now to know that already."

Wait step brothers... step mother... cinder? I'm in the story Cinderella.

"N-No. This is TO MUCH PRESSURE." I said twitching.

"Haha. Butters look at him. Maybe we should call you twitch." Said Cartman.

"Haha yeah. Are you going to stand there or clean Twitch." Said butters.

I left out of the room. This couldn't be happening. I'm not in a fairy tale. I just can't be... Ok, keep it together. This is just a dream. At the end of the story your going to wake up, easy.

~time skipped~

I was scrubbing floors, washing dishes, and doing chores all day. I couldn't get a break. I hate this so much!