The Nightshift

Chapter 1- Calm Before the Storm

"And that is why tacos are great for your body!" Clyde said proudly, finishing his lesson. Tweek only nodded and twitched in response. Everyone's favorite little coffee bean was drinking hazelnut coffee, the usual. ( Except if you know me, hazelnut coffee is the good kind of coffee :3 )

Next to him, was a boy name Craig, who literally cares about nothing except Stripe, his pet guanine pig, Red Racer episodes and flipping people off. You might think that Craig is listening because he's looking right at Clyde, but he's actually just looking above his head and thinking of the new Red Racer episode tonight.

Lastly, next to Clyde, was Token. Also known as Mama Token. Surprisingly, Token was taking notes on what Clyde has been saying. It was probably not really a surprise, because he is after all a straight A kid.

"Oh, and there's more! W-" The taco boy got cut off by some newspaper slamming into his face by the wind, causing him to stumble back and fall on the ground.

Tweek visibly panicked a little. 'Oh God! Are the newspapers alive?! Are they starting to attack people! Is an invasion about to happen?! Arg this is way too much pressure!!'

Mama Token's mother instincts kicked in, and he rushed to Clyde's side. " Woah dude are you okay?"

Clyde immediately sat up, looking at the newspaper with excitement shining in his eyes. "I'm fine! Better yet... HEY TWEEK!"

Tweek squeaked a little and flinched when Clyde yelled. Craig rolled his eyes, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"W-what is it Cl-Clyde?"

"Look! I found a job for you!"

"What."

The little coffee bean made his way over to Clyde and Token, who was helping him up. Clyde pointed at where he was looking at, his mouth forming into a grin.

"See? This is the perfect job for you! Being the night guard on night duty at Fazbear's Pizzaria! You're always drinking coffee, so this should be easy for you to stay awake all night. It says you'll be working for five nights, from 12:00 AM to 6:00 AM. 120 dollars a week!"

Clyde stopped talking and looked up at Tweek. "This is perfect for you! Just what you need!"

Tweek, in the other hand, didn't think so. Working alone, at night, with nothing to protect him selves from intruders? Plus, watching animatronics??

"I c-can't! What if t-those animatronics move whi- while I'm working?! What i-if they come to ki-kill me?!?! That's too much pressure man!"

Craig patted Tweek's shoulder. That calmed down the little twitchey boy a little bit. "Come on, how hard can this job be? All you have to do is sit there and look at cameras. Nothing bad there."

"..." Tweek didn't know what to say. Does Craig really know this? Is it really safe? Maybe... He can try it out for the first night. See where that will lead him.

"I-I guess I could try..." Tweek mumbled.

Suddenly he helped as a pair of arms wrapped around him. Clyde was squealing with delight. "That's the spirit! We can help you apply tomorrow!"

Token nods in agreement, smiling as well. "At least you'll have something to do during the night."

Tweek nod, giving them a tiny smile. To be honest, he does like the sound of doing something active all night, and not having to worry about underpants gnomes. This job might help him clear up his mind.

That is, until night 1 happened...

A.N.:
Yay, first South Park story ever! If you know me, I love ships. I love all these ships that are just so adorable you have to know every scene they are in together, wether it's from a cuddle in a bed to a hostile in a fight.

And since I love ships... I miiiiiiiight add Creek in it. Depends on what you guys want. Ok, so see you guys in the next chapter! Take care guys!