Dollhouse (COMPLETED)(South Park)

Chapter 17| Craig

After Ruby leaves, I remember that Tweek got hit on the cheek. I immediately grab his chin, and gently open his mouth to peer inside. Tweek looks at me confused, and places his hand on my shoulder.

"Craig?" He asks, with his mouth open making his words harder to understand. "What are you doing?"

"Making sure you have all your teeth." I say, counting all of his individual teeth on the left side of his mouth. "You're missing one.."

Tweek removes my hands from his mouth, moving his jaw a little. "Remember when I got into a fight with Kyle?"

"Which time?" I ask back, and Tweek laughs.

"The time when he said I was only experimenting with hair dye because I wanted to attention. I called him a number of names, and he declared he wanted a fight. He knocked my tooth out then, Thomas didn't." Tweek then places his hand to his jaw. He's still smiling. "Kyle's hit actually hurt more. But in telling you Craig, I'm perfectly fine."

I charge Tweek in a hug. Tweek stumbles and falls onto the bonnet of my dad's car. I lean my head against his chest as I wrap my arms around his back. Tweek laughs, and I feel the sound vibrate from his chest. He pushes his hand under my hat, fiddling with my hair.

"I just realised, a crowd had started to form." Tweek says. I close my eyes, comfortable with Tweek just being near me.

"Good. I hope they witnessed everything." Tweek hums in agreement.

I jump up off a Tweek when a loud voice breaks the comfortable silence between us. I glance at the doorway of my house, were the loud voice originated.

Two officers are holding up my extremely drunk mum by her arms. She slouches in her hold, and if it weren't for them she would most likely be sprawled out on the floor.

"Are you taking me away from my husband?" She slurs, looking up at the male officer holding her. She aimlessly draws patterns on his bicep.

"Yes." He answers simply.

Mum hiccups. "Yay!" She cheers happily, throwing up her hands and slipping in the arms of each officer. They hoist her up. She then gasps. "Am I going to jail?"

"No."

"Double yay!" This time, she doesn't get chance to throw her arms up in celebration.

"You are going to rehab, you have an alcohol addiction." Mum faces the female officer who just spoke, and scoffs.

"No shit! But rehab his going to be soo boring!" Mum then notices me. Her grey eyes brighten, and she waves. It seems to be a struggle at two people are holding onto her arms. She then struggles, but managed to blow a kiss to Tweek.

He looks at me confused. I shrug.

"I'll sober up for you my babies! Cya later!" Mum exclaims as she's placed into a car along with my dad.

Speaking of my dad, I see his eyes on Tweek and I. He's inside the car, so he can't exactly do anything but he can see us. I can see just him seeing Tweek leaning against the bonnet of his car is getting him fired up.

I stick my tongue out at him. When that doesn't do anything, I cross my eyes and stick out my tongue. I then flip him off, and make an inappropriate gesture commonly known as jacking off the air. I watch as my dad squirms and struggles in his retrains, his eyes fierce and face red.

"Craig? What are you doing?" Tweek asks, glancing at me like I'm crazy. He clearly notices what I'm going, and then laughs. I look at my dad, and smirk.

I grab Tweek by the hand, dip him and kiss him. As I kiss him, I lock eyes with my dad. He throws himself against the window, and with the hand I'm not supporting Tweek, I flip him off.

Even if he is in a car, you can hear his angry roar. I smirk to myself, wrap my arms around Tweek and slip my eyes shut as k kiss him.

I don't get to enjoy much of said kiss, as someone clears their throat, clearly wanting our attention. Tweek wiggles out of my arms, and stands straight blushing. I most likely blush too, but not as red as Tweek.

An officer is standing in front of us. She looks between us awkwardly, her eyes dashing from my face to Tweek's. Stood behind her, is Ruby. She pushes past the awkward officer, standing beside her instead of behind her.

"Craig is it?" The woman asks. She's much younger than other members of the force, and it surprises me that she was allowed to come help restrain my dad.

"Yes." I answer, grabbing onto Tweek's hand. The air between us, it's tense and somehow, sad. Tweek's fingers close around mine, and he gives my hand a comforting squeeze.

"As you've seen, both of your parents have been taken away.. And um.. That means that you," she motions to me, "and Ruby," she motions to my sister, "will have to go.. Into.. Um, foster care."

Whatever smile my face once held, drops immediately as the sudden reality of the situation weighs upon my shoulders.

"There is no care home in South Park." I tell her, and she bites her bottom lip nervously.

"I'm sorry,  but there is plenty of people who would love to foster in South Park, just the care home is out of town." She stops with the pauses and the 'ums' meaning that she was just nervous about saying the original news.

"They'd foster Ruby maybe, but me? No way. People don't want sixteen year olds." I argue, and the officer crosses her arms.

"How would you know that?" She asks, gaining a lot of confidence.

"Because the older kids always stay in the homes until their allowed to leave. No one wants to foster or adopt them. Can we not just stay here? I'll take care of Ruby." I suggest. My voice sounds desperate, but I don't want to leave this town.

Or to be more specific, I don't want to leave Tweek.

"Craig, you're not eighteen. It isn't legal for you to care for Ruby on your own." She explains, her voice now gentle.

Why does this woman keep changing her tone?!

I open my mouth to speak again, but in cut off by Tweek. With his hand that isn't holding mine, he grabs Ruby's hand. He brings her close, and looks at us both.

"You could live with me."

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This was supposed to be in Tweek's point of view, but because I'm a dumbass I started writing it in Craig's POV. Because  lazy and didn't want to rewrite it in Tweek's POV, I just made it Craig's.

Just to let you all know, the next chapter may turn out to be the last. I'll have to see what I think.

Another thing, I wrote this at school this morning and didn't have time to publish it, so the final chapter may be out earlier than intended.

CYA LATER NERDZ