Craig's POV
"I'm telling you, man! She's into me!" Clyde yelled, trying to convince Token. Hi, I'm Craig Tucker, and this basically the beginning of my life. And I now that was so fucking cliché to say, but I don't really give a fuck.
"Dude, Bebe is a lesbian. Plus, she likes Wendy. She has literally 0 interest in guys." Token explains. Clyde frowns. "Well, there goes my one shot at love."
"Dude, that's not how it-- Never mind." I say, giving up on Clyde's existence. "Anyways, you guys wanna hang at my house?" Token says with his usual expressionless face. "Yeah, sure, I could go! How 'bout now?" Clyde grins. "Cool. So, how about you, Craig?"
"Nah, I think I'd rather stay home right now." I say. "Okay, and Clyde?" Token asks.
"Yeah?" Clyde responds.
"Please don't thrash my place again." He says with a serious expression. Wow, that's rare. "Why not?" Clyde asks.
"First, you nearly shove an ice-breaker in my Dad's ass, then you ask my Mom how deep her vagina was, then you nearly gave our chef a blowjo--"
"Thank you, Token for making me remember something I didn't want to remember. Plus, it was technically your fault. You did give him the alcohol." I say sarcastically, feeling extremely disgusted. "Fine, pretty boy, go find yourself a girlfriend." Token says sarcastically. "Hey, remember what we said? Bros before hoes?" I say looking at his direction. "Oh well, see ya, dude."
"See ya."
Tweek's POV
"Uuumm... GAH! A-are you sure about us m-moving Mom?" I stutter, reassuring with my Mom. Hi, I'm Tweek Tweak. Damn, I hate my name. Anyway, Hey. This is basically the beginning of my life. It's really cliché to say, but, I like cliché. I just think that cliché things don't usually happen when you expect it to. It's amazing when it happens, really. Oh, fuck, I'm rambling again, aren't I?
"I'm sorry, sweetie, but we have to. You do remember what happened at school, right? We don't want that to happen to you again." Mom says in a soft tone. "I-I'm just s-scared. What if it h-happens again? GAH! W-what if the k-kids on Earth f-find out I'm an I-Imp and t-try to kill me!?!?".
Yep, I'm an Imp. All the way down from Hell. Today, I was moving from Hell to earth. But, there was one problem... I had only just began to learn on how to hide my Imp legs, horns, tail, and wings. And I can't say that I was a master at it. Plus, I can't even hide my sharp teeth and slitted tongue! Moving from one place to another came on at such short notice, I panicked every single time my Dad tried to teach me! Everything just caught me off guard, I-- I didn't know how to cope...
"Sweetie, it's all right, go drink some coffee and calm down, yeah?" She suggests. "O-okay..." I am such a FUCKING coffeeholic. I don't know why, but coffee always made me calm, I would just stop twitching and calm down... I'm not sure why, but it just happens...
"Just hurry up, dear, your father and I will be waiting outside for you." She smiled, walking out the door. Well Tweek, time to get it together and finally leave this damned place. I just really hope that moving to earth is worth it...
Hey guys! KC here,
I hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter of this story! I drew this picture, so, if you wanna use this photo, credit me! But, I just wanna know if you like the drawing and want me to do more! Still, I hope you enjoyed this story even though it was really short. Anyway, see ya.
-KC
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The Imp Next Door
FanficHey guys, I did sum Creek. This will be about Imp Tweek but not Pastor Craig, so keep that in mind. And also, the cover art was drawn by me. Enjoy the book! :D -KC