Tweeks POV
I looked at Craig. His mouth was open and his eyes were wide in shock.
"I-is it -GAH- that surprising?" I asked, bewildered.
"Yes. It McFucking is, ya chicken McNobody!!"
I flinched. "I-I'm sure as -GAH- h-hell not a n-nobody!" I smirked slightly as I said that. What the fuck is wrong with me?!
"True. Sorry, Spazzington. Guess you aren't." He ruffled my hair.
"Hey don't do that!!" Firkle yelled and Henrietta covered his mouth.
"Let them be gay—" she whispered one finger in front of her mouth like she was shushing him.
"Heard that!!" Craig yelled and I jumped a bit.
"BITCH YOU AINT EVEN SUPPOSE TO BE HERE!" Henri yelled.
"-GAH- s-Stop!!"
The room fell silent.
"Let's j-just -GAH- finish practice!!"
A chorus of "Fine"s rang out through the garage and Craig went to sit with Ike.
We started playing the next song, Firkle salty, Henri giggling every now and then, and Pete, Micheal, and Ike holding back laughter.
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Craig and I were walking back to my house, and he still looked kinda shocked.
"Can I have a free ticket to the next concert? Please?! I just wanna see the show, no backstage pass necessary!! I'm not gonna stop annoying you—" I cut him off.
"FINE! J-just -GAH- Stop a-annoying me!!" I yelled.
He smiled slightly, hardly anything just playing at the corner of his mouth, and I looked down to hide my slight blush. Dammit.
"I'm so telling Token and Clyde about the tickets."
"-GAH- I-if you t-te-ell them m-my identity Imma smite y-you."
"Ok, Ok, calm down, tiger!!" He snickered.
I hissed a him and he laughed.
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Dumb Twitch -CREEK
FanfictionOk I'm sick and tired of no one giving a Fike about South Park. So I'm writing a Creek. Tweek was the bullied, the target, the Jocks Choice™️. But he was famous, the star, the idol, the lead singer of the goth's band. His stage name? Dumb Twitch. ...
