A Week in the Life of Tweek and Craig

Sunday

  Hey, It's Author-Chan, back at it again! I would like to explain a couple of things before I begin the fanfiction. I had a goal for this fic, I wanted this writing to not be like so many others in the sense that I want it to stick to the main product, which happens to be being South Park. I don't want to age them up, have Craig smoke or do drugs, have Tweek have any other disorder then the canon one he has (ADD) or make either of them depressed when they are not.
It's just going to be what an actual week were to be like, with sub plots, plots and plot twists.

Now, let's get started with the fic!

Mature Content: Swearing, Sexual Innuendos, mentions of drugs and alcohol, etc.
I don't own South Park or any of it's characters
I don't own any art shown throughout these chapters.
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|Third Person|

  "Hey Tweek, wait up!" Craig shouted across the street. Tweek whipped his head to the side, his hair slapping his face."Oh, Craig!" he yelled back in his squeakish tone.

  Craig jogged over and greeted Tweek with a small, but meaningful hug. In the corner of Craig's eye, he could clearly see Mr.Tweak holding his wife dearly in the window of Tweak Bros. Coffee, spying on the boys. "God fucking damnit" he muttered to himself, giving the two a nasty side-eye.

  "Craig, I just got an alert from the Freedom Pals, Professor Chaos and his minions have been flooding the streets with lava. Now no one can get inside the church or the police station!" Tweek exclaimed. Craig reached his into his pocket and pulled out a piece of paper with a giant, red S on it. He put it on his chest and tapped it there with preused duck tape.

  "Super Craig is here!" Craig weirdly, yet joyfully shouted. Since he had such a deep, monotone voice, whenever he "exclaimed" something, it sounded confusing to everybody listening. Tweek had also gotten out his circular W and his headband to be equipped. "And his faithful companion, Wonder Tweek has also arrived!" Tweek added, running down the sidewalk.

   When they had arrived at the scene, Toolshed was using his air compressor to clear the lava infront of the church, while The Human Kite, Mysterion and Tupperware were protecting him from the Immigrant Minions.

  "Aye, you fags, get your asses over here and help me with these goddamned mexicans!" the Coon screamed from the other side of the street. "Yeah, yeah whatever dipshit" Craig retorted, as the couple went over to fight alongside the rude, so-called "superhero".

  "The weather is about to turn!" Wonder Tweek heroically cryed, shocking four minions and killing two of them. Craig patted Tweek on the back, "You really fucked those guys up Tweek!".

   Tweek blushed and glanced over to the Coon as he used his own attack which had dealt 42 damage.
"Aaawww fuck!" Coon cursed loudly. "These freakin latinos won't fucking stop!". The Coon had went up to one of them mid-turn and screamed "Vuelve a tu jodido país, idiotas!".

  Craig took the advantage of everyone stopping and yelled "Mega fist Puncheru!" while head butting some dude's nipples and left an astonishing 71 damage on him.

   "Goddamnit Super Craig, it's great to have you on our team" the Coon said in a way that could've been sarcastically, but while he said, it he didn't seem likely.

{Time Skip}

  All of the exhausted children had tumbled to the floor, almost fainting at their drowsiness. Tupperware sat up and dug through his pockets, soon pulling out six "Brogurts".

   "Guys, my mom packed me some of the chocolate flavored ones!" Everyone's head had perked up, except the Coon who had been two inches away from Tokens face the second he said chocolate.
 
  "Tokeeeeennn, can I have one, pretty pleeeeaaassee?" the Coon said with the best puppy eyes he could muster. Before Tupperware could reply, the Coon grabbed one out of his hand, ripped it open and started sucking the yogurt out of the tube.

   Spitting it back out, he had cheerfully announced "Oh of course you choose chocolate, Its just like your skin, dark, milky and-" before the next word, his voice turned into rage," DISGUSTING! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING, WERE YOU TRYING TO FUCKING KILL ME?"

  The Human Kite angrily sighed and muttered "This racist bastard won't ever shut up, why the hell is he still in Freedom Pals anyway?"

  Toolshed heard this comment and replied "We have tried, but when we did, he came back and destroyed all of our shit and blamed it on Butters."

  "He even got my parents coffee business shut down for a while, and if he were to acually get it shut down for good, w-we would s-starve and die like d-dogs..." Tweek explained, chiming in on the conversation.  

  Craig interrupted quickly saying " Dude, this whole...chat....has got to end because Timmy just sent a code red." "Report to base!" the Coon screamed from across the street, still ragging on Tupperware for the yogurt.

  Everyone had gathered at the base under Tupperwares house very spastically. "Timmay!" Doctor Timothy yelled to get everyones attention.

  Putting his fingers on his temple, he telepathically informed them that "The homeless people from Shi Tpa town have started a revolt against all the wealthiest people in South Park, so the plan I have come up with is that we are all to go home, sleep and sneak out tonight at 11 to meet up in Shi Tpa, and don't put on your costume, put on your cheapest clothing and make sure to carry NO MONEY, and that means you Token. Your the most in dangered here."

  "Hehehehe! Token finally gets hell for all of his black magic!" the Coon said once again.

{Time Skip}

  Tweek and Craig walked home looking very worried, even Craig was somewhat concerned. Tweek's eyes dashed back and forth as he cuddled up to Craig's figure, putting his head onto the slightly shorter boy's shoulder.

"We'd better hurry and get some sleep so that we can fight crime and go to school" Craig stated blankly, as though he wasn't concerned as well.
 
  "Yeah, I g-guess your right." Tweek mumbled shakily. Craig noticed this and held his hand with a firmer grip and looked into his boyfriend's eyes.

  "Don't worry honey, nobody's going to even touch you, okay?" "Yeah, O-Okay, thank you Craig" Tweek stuttered looking at the ground with a smile. "That's why I'm here, Babe" Craig replied lovingly.

  "Goodnight, Craig" Tweek whispered as they parted ways in the darkness of the night.

  "Goodnight" Craig repeated, shoving his hands in his pockets and returning home.

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I hope you enjoyed my first story book, and the way I'm approaching it. Have a dopetastic day/night! 😋