"Hey kid. Wake up! Kid!"
"What?" CJ opened his eyes finding himself in a bright area. He looked up seeing a red head guy.
"Kyle! What'd you find?" A raven colored hair guy came into his vision.
"Some kid. He looked dead so I poured water over him. He looks awake now."
"Oh God! I wonder why? Maybe the water woke him up with it's amazing power! What'd you use? Holy water!?" The raven hair became sarcastic.
"Shut the fuck up! It's better than leaving the kid here alone Stan!" They argue.
"Where am I? Who are you?" CJ slowly got up. He wiped his eyes, looking at the two in front of him.
"The gate to The land of the dead just got closed. Not even teleportation magic works. I can't even open up a portal. This fucking blows!" The raven hair Stan crossed his arms. Kyle just rolled his eyes. He lifted up CJ and rubbed his head. He knelt down to his height, meeting eyes with him.
"Ignore him. He's just upset that we couldn't ...Well..I'll tell you when you're old enough to understand. But where are your parents kid? Do you know where they are? If not, can you tell me their names." Kyle gave a soft smile.
"I was told not to t-talk to strangers but Craig and Tweek." CJ backed up holding onto his right arm.
Kyle looked up to Stan as he got his interest. Kyle looked back down at CJ as Stan walked in to share some information.
"Look kid, we know your parents. Tweek is an angel just like us and Craig is...Craig. It's odd for them to have a child though. Anyways, I think I know why any of the transporting magic doesn't work. As a matter of fact, the only reason why the gate would be if Tweek were to close it. Any memory of what happened down there before you got up here?" Stan asked. CJ shook his head in response.
"The only thing I remember is dad leaving to do some business work. Didn't explain much. Came back all weird and zoom! Can't remember how I got here." CJ sighed, then went back down to sitting, hugging his knees. Stan turned, keeping an arm at his head.
"That's how Tweek's powers work." Kyle jumped in. "To transport someone, he had to take away their recent memories. You got any powers kid?"
CJ hid his face in his knees and mumbled.
"I can levy-date and cuz truble."
"Levitate and cause trouble?" Kyle repeated. "Well, we should think about what to do. They're clearly in trouble down there. We should check on it. Kid, me and Stan are going to check on it, stay here and sta-"
CJ got up and tugged onto Kyle's top. His nose was red and his eyes watered,
"CJ. Call me CJ. It's after Craig. Craig Junior. Please stay. I don't know what to do or where to go."
Stan grunts and put one of his hands over Kyle's shoulder. "We don't have time for this! We don't even know anything about kids!"
Kyle looked over to Stan. "I will take care of him. Okay CJ! You can rest over at my place! Me and Stan would stay to watch and to talk about what to do. We want to make sure your parents are safe and there's nothing wrong. Sounds good?" Kyle asked the young boy.
In response, CJ smiled and nodded, He was silent. Didn't know the dangers. For now on, he kept close to Kyle. Kyle held onto CJ's hand and flapped his angel wings. CJ climbed over, holding over his shoulder. He shut his eyes closed, not daring to take a look.
"What if we fall!?" CJ shouted.
"I won't let that happen! You're safe in my arms! Now let's fly over to my place!"
The three of them traveled. CJ opened his eyes, seeing the clouds and sun shine through. Spring water planted in various areas. It was as if he heard a harp playing in the distance, looking at the peaceful land. A man in a diaper with a bow and arrow. Long trumpets displayed. The sight amazed CJ. Soaring over the clouds, it was now time to land.
Kyle flew down softly, plopping down on the front step of his house. He placed down CJ, his hair all messy from being blown with the wind. Kyle brushed his hand in the mess, making it back to the way it was before.
CJ was the first to enter. The house was a...mess. Trash thrown on the floor, shattered pieces of glass scattered everywhere. Even blobs all over the wall. It was a disaster.
"It should be clean. I didn't leave a mess when I lef-" Kyle stepped in looking at the monstrosity.
A small kid, about the age of CJ but older, bounced around. He ran around the rooms, yelling every cuss word he could think of.
"Motherfucking dick of shits in a bitch's ass!"
"IKE!" Kyle shouted. "WHY ARE YOU IN MY HOUSE! AND THIS MESS! YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED IN HERE WITHOUT MY PERMISSION!" Kyle shook in anger.
"But mom said-"
"BUT WHAT!? I DON'T CARE WHAT MOM SAID! GET OUT! YOU'VE MADE A MESS IN MY HOUSE! YOU KNOW THE RULES! GO PLAY WITH SOMEONE OR SOMETHING AND GET OUT!" Veins showed up on Kyle's face. Poor CJ, his eardrums rung.
The small kid flew out the window. Kyle threw his hand at his face and groaned.
"What am I suppose to do with this!"
The ringing stopped for CJ. He looked down at his hands, putting his thumb and middle finger together. He moved both along each other. Stan watched.
"What's the kid do-"
A loud echoing snap was heard from his small hands. Broken glass was being put back together, trash thrown away, and walls becoming clean. It was as if time was being reversed. Kyle chuckled looking at the place becoming clean.
"That's incredible. It's just like Craig."
CJ's eyelids fluttered. He felt an aching pain in his head. CJ spun around and fell down on the floor. Kyle ran over, attempting to hold CJ but burning his hand with just a touch.
"His body is flaming hot!" Kyle hissed at the burning. He waved his hand around. The cleaning went in reverse, becoming the mess it once was.
"S-Stan, put CJ on a bed to rest but don't touch him! Place a damp towel over his forehead! I need to clean this place up!" Kyle commanded.
Stan pointed at CJ, having his body fly up over to a room. He grabbed a wet towel and squeezed the extra water out. He ran over to the room with the dampened towel prepared. He looked at the boy, seeing a bit of growth, Instead of looking more at it, he ignored. Stan quickly placed the towel over his forehead and ran out to help Kyle.
CJ breathed heavily, sweat ran down his body. His hair grew in length and his body slowly became larger in size. A symbol he was given from Rebulite slowly faded away. His body became masculine. Muscles formed. Stan entered the room with a glass of water, dropping it with a shattering noise.
"Stan!" Kyle shouted and entered the room. "Why'd you have to go and make another mess?!"
Stan directed Kyle, pointing at CJ.
"What? Yes okay CJ is- Oh Shi-"
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The Infinite Living -Creek-
Fanfic⚠PLEASE READ "MY ANGEL" BEFORE THIS! THANK YOU!⚠ Welcome back to The Land Of Dead. Craig and Tweek are having more trouble now with a little guy.