Tweek's POV
I sat up, wincing and letting out a small squeak when Craig pulled me back to his chest, cuddling me. I yawned and looked at the clock, then turned around and started to repeatedly poke Craig's chest.
"C-come on its -GAH- 7:10 we have s-school in 50 minutes! I need to shower" I, admittedly, whined.
He growled and mumbled a "no".
Goddammit.
"Craaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaig"
"What"
"Schoooooooooooooooooooool"
"No"
"Why"
"Because I'm fucking comfortable. Goodnight Tweek"
I huffed as he pulled me closer, but cuddled to his chest and yawned. I was tired.
Understandably.
I guess this is ok.
Goodnight.
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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. ...
