Just Leave! [COMPLETE]

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×Tweek×

3:30

"We want underpants today, all day
Search for underpants, today we won't stop until we have underpants yum yum yummy yum yay time to go to work, work all day search for underpants today we won't stop until we have underpants yum yum yummy yum yay" sang the creepiest scariest little people ever; the underpants gnomes. I laid in bed ad I heard them rummaging through my drawers.

"Grr GO AWAY!" I screamed throwing my pillow at them. They ran in different directions, dropping my underwear in the process. As they disappeared they yelled pussy at me for ruining their plans. I sighed and got out of bed to retrieve my pillow, not bothering to put my underwear back up. "How you doing?" Craig asked as I crawled back into bed. "Terrible, I thought tonight was supposed to be Tuesday, guess it's really wednesday?" I questioned as I stared at the ceiling. "Tweek honey you ok?" My mom asked knocking on my door. "Yeah I'm fine" I said back. "Just checking" her footsteps and voice disappearing back into their room.

"Tomorrow is a different day..." He whispered.

My alarm blared it's noise, disturbing me from my sleep. I groaned as I looked over at it.

6:00

I stopped it and got out of bed. "Hahaha! Got your underwear pussy!" I didn't need to think twice before lunging myself at their hole trying to grab either my underclothes or them. Yet I failed as their taunting laughs gradually grew quieter. "Dammit" I mumbled as I rubbed my chest from the impact of throwing myself to the floor. I got dressed properly and went downstairs where my parents sat at the dining table. "Morning son, sleep well?" My dad asked as he read the newspaper. "It was ok" I mumbled as I reached for my thermos. "Well after school we need you at the shop so then you can work up that sleep for tonight!" My mom said messing with my hair. "Alright then, I'm going to go ahead and leave" I said watching the clock turn to 6:12. "Ok bye honey have a good day at school!" They said as I left the house. I trudged to the bus stop standing next to Cartman, Kyle, Stan, and Kenny.

"Dude I'm telling you! Raccoons are not pets! They are mostly rabid" Kyle argued. "Any raccoon is a pet raccoon as long as your not a fucking coward" Kenny said shoving his finger at Kyle. I chuckled at his statement earning their stares. "What are you laughing at queer!" Stan spat. I was thrown back at his statement. "Wh-what?" I stuttered. "You heard him! What are you laughing at queer!? You want to fist to the face?!" Cartman said grabbing the collar of my shirt. "No no no! I-i don't mean to la-laugh" I said trying to pull away. Luckily the bus pulled up and they got on board. I shakily got on as I looked towards the back and seeing Craig.
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Deja Vu huh, I walked towards not looking anywhere else. I wished I had at least looked at the floor, as I was about to pass Stan, Kyle and Cartman. Stan had stuck his leg causing me to trip... Have a good day they said. I fell face first to the floor, my thermos popping open and spilling all over the floor. "N-no!" I cried as I got onto my knees and looking at the mess. "W-w-whats wrong Twitch? Scared about your sp-spilt coffee" Kyle teased as Stan and Cartman laughed. "Why are you so mean?" I asked tearing up. "Duh, you're a faggot, you twitch which is weird, and you stutter! Talk normally queer ass!" Kyle said looking away. I got up and went to the back where Craig sat with a worried look.

"Are you-" "No! Yesterday they were so nice.. I don't know what happened" I cried as I threw my stuff down and sitting im a ball by the window. "It's.. It's ok, its going to be ok" Craig said, his ghostly fingers running thru my hair. "I hope so" I whispered as I felt myself wanting to sleep again.