Sinners (Creek)

Holy water and crosses

"And therefore, we should all devote our lives to Red Racer--I mean, God." The noirette then walked off the stage and left the church, along with everyone else. It was 7:30 at night and all Craig wanted to do was sleep, it was a very long day, like every other day. Craig was a youth pastor at church, his parents may or may not have made him go into that. They did. Craig wasn't interested in things like this, he wasn't interested in reading the  entire Bible and then talk to people about it, but, he was forced to do it. Once Craig got home, he grabbed some clean clothes and took a shower. After about 10 minutes of showering, he got out, dried off and put his clothes on, he collapsed onto his bed and closed his eyes, and he fell asleep like that. Only to be awoken hours later by noises coming from his living room. He groaned and just turned over, whatever it was, he didn't wanna deal with it. But, it continued, which made it hard for him to go to sleep. He huffed and stood up, and walked into his living room, he turned on the lights and looked around. No one was there. "ARGH!!" Craig quickly turned to the corner of his ceiling and saw a boy. He had pale skin, green eyes, very messy blonde hair, along with a green shirt that buttoned, but it was kinda buttoned wrong, he had red horns and wings "U-um... Hey there." The boy greeted, Craig just ran back to his room and came back with a spray bottle "What the hell's that?" The boy asked, tilting his head at what Craig was holding "A spray bottle. See, I was told, if I ever saw a demon or anything human like that flies, spray. it. with. water." Craig told him, the blonde crossed his arms and flew closer to Craig, putting his face near the spray bottle "I don't get it, what's water gonna, AGH!" Craig then sprayed him in the face "IS THAT HOLY WATER?!" The boy hissed "Well, yeah. What else am I gonna use, regular water? That doesn't get rid of demons." The boy huffed and backed away from Craig "How'd you get here anyway? Don't you have to be like, summoned or something?" Craig asked "Well, yeah, but every year imps are sent to Earth to observe human life in secret. And that's what I was trying to do, but then you came out here and totally blew my cover, man!" The imp crossed his arms "So, what? You're an unhappy pastor?" He asked "Yup. Speaking of being an unhappy pastor," Craig walked to his room and came back with a cross, he sprayed it with holy water "The power of Red Racer compels you, bitch." Craig threw the cross at the imp, which hit his cheek, the boy shrieked "STOP! STOP HITTING ME AND SPRAYING ME! YOU'RE PUTTING SO MUCH PRESSURE ON ME, JUST BECAUSE I'M DOING WHAT I WAS SENT HERE TO FUCKING DO, YOU STUPID JESUS PRAISING B-" The imp was cut off by Craig's middle finger "W... What are you doing? Stop that." The imp smacked Craig's hand. Craig sighed "I guess I'm gonna be stuck with you, huh? Well, I'm Craig Tucker." Craig held out his hand, Tweek bit his lip and shakily shook his hand "Er... I'm Tweek..." Tweek then pulled his hand away and looked down "Okay... Well, I'll be in bed. Don't touch anything." Craig went back to his room and laid down, he sighed and closed his eyes. He then felt someone lay next to him, he turned a bit and saw Tweek laying next to him, with his arm around his waist, he sighed and closed his eyes, falling asleep.