I am you and You are me? (South Park Body swap AU)

Craig and Tweek

(A/n: Ms. Rain here with the seventh chapter featuring Craig in Tweek's body, and Tweek in Clyde's since he is the last one after Craig. Please enjoy) 

Craig walked to his bus stop with a scowl, his blue-green eyes evident with irritation. He angrily kicked at the snow with a tsk, thinking back on when he first woke up in one of his best friends' body.

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He awoke to the sound of...not his usual alarm, it being Stripe's squeaking. He immediately felt that something was off once he sat up and looked around at the very familiar room, his suspicions were confirmed in that instant. The room wasn't all that spacious thanks to it being located in the back of the coffee shop, Tweek Bros. It's walls were a dark green with little posters on them, a desk was in front of his bed with papers scattered about on it, a nightstand was beside the bed with only a lamp and an alarm clock on it, and a t.v was on the right.

He was in Tweek's room.

"What type of fucked up shit is this?" Craig thought angrily as he got out of bed. He wasn't cliché enough to think that this was a dream or a nightmare, he can distinguish reality and the dream world. He headed to Tweek's bathroom, turned on the light, and immediately glared at his reflection. Blue-green eyes and wild blonde hair was seen through the clear glass.

"You've gotta be fucking kidding me," he said aloud as he continued to glare at his reflection. South Park was known for messing with people's lives, but this one felt like a person's doing, not the town's. He grunted as he decided to take a shower, not minding the smaller details such as seeing his best friend's body naked. He's been the blonde's friend since they were children so this was nothing new, but he will admit that it will feel weird.

After a few minutes, Craig exited the bathroom with a towel around his thin waist. This dude's hair was...was not of this world. When he was finished showering, he towel dried his hair. Once he was done, he grimaced at the state of his blonde locks, he looked like he had just woken up. He combed his hair back with his fingers. But it sprouted back up like a bush. He spent a about a minute or two trying to tame Tweek's crazy hair, but it was no use. He doubted even gel could fix this blonde bush.

Craig walked toward the dresser, pulled out a pair of underwear, socks, and clothes then put them on. It wasn't Tweek's usual attire, but he didn't give a shit. He was Craig Tucker and it matters not who's body he was in. He will be himself... "Wait, it'll be a huge pain in the ass if I leave outta here looking...not like Tweek. Tch screw that, I don't care, his parents and everybody else are just gonna have to deal. I can come up with some bullshit lie if someone says something."

With that final thought, he left the room and walked downstairs into the shop. Tweek's father was behind the counter while his mother was brewing coffee. Both Richard and April bid their son a good morning with a smile at the sound of his approaching footsteps, but slowly faded when they looked at him.

"Tweek honey are you okay? You're not sick are you?" Asked April as she gazed at him in concern.

"He looks depressed if anything," Richard commented.

Craig almost flipped both of them off, but decided against it, he didn't want to ruin Tweek's relationship with his parents. Instead he just grunted before heading toward the doors, ignoring the blonde's parents asking him about breakfast and where he was going.

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And here he was now, walking to the bus stop. He prayed that he didn't see his body. That would literally freak him out plus his irritation would increase tenfold. As he strolled about, he failed to notice someone standing in front of him. He grunted upon collision. Thanks to Tweek being a skinny twig, Craig fell onto his butt into the snow, the person he bumped into let out a "GAH!" as he fell.