It was hard to be Craig, especially now.

After college, he shared a house with his best friend. When they found out that they couldn't pay for the whole house, they put out some ads and got two roommates.

But Craig never expected, because he couldn't afford a house, his life would be a living hell; especially the sleep.

Every night, three blondes would sneak into his bed.

In the morning he would have to listen to a fight over the basic; coffee vs. tea. While a voice drifting from the shower, using up all the hot water I might add, would be singing about fucking apples.

He would then go to work, and listen to assholes and douche bags all day long.

Then he would go home, pay bills, make dinner that wouldn't scare or offend anyone.

God forbid he made French fries.

The he would go watch TV, but not able to ever watch anything he wanted. Either it would offend, seriously what's with that kid and the French; it would scare all three of them; or it would make someone (All) cry.

And if any of that happened, the apathetic man would have to settle them down and make sure nothing was damaged. Hell, he was like their babysitter.

Then he would shower, go to bed, and wait for the three to join.

The dread.

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"Craig?"

"What do you want Pip?" Craig groaned, peeking up at the brit from his pillow.

"Oh good fellow, I'm awfully home sick." Pip whimpered, rubbing his toe into the floor. "I-I was wondering if I could…"

"Get in Pip." The blonde ran over, slipping in besides Craig. Craig just rolled over, facing the opposite way. He slowly started drifting back into sleep land when he heard THAT sound.

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"Oh hamburgers, Cartman is o-outside agai-!"

"In, Butters."

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"Gnome-!"

"Fuck Tweek, get the hell in here." The last blonde jumped in, curling up on top of Craig...It was an old habit. He was kind of like a cat.

Craig could never understand how all of them could wrap their arms around each other with him in the middle, all at the same time…..but he didn't mind.

Especially since the heater was broken.

He should really call somebody about that.

DON'T FLAME I KNOW IT SUCKS JUST HAD AN IDEA AND WANTED TO PUT IT OUT THERE!