My first full on South Park fanfic. Enjoy it.

How are you today Tweek?

Tweek stared at the message. It was from Craig. The first message he'd gotten from him in 7 years. It was the first anything he'd gotten from Craig in 7 years. But why? Why the hell would Craig text him? Should he respond? What if this was a prank? What if Craig would get angry Tweek didn't respond? Shit!

Tweek?

Why is he still texting me? What the hell? Screw it, he thought. He typed up a text.

What do you want?

There you are, how's your day going?

He's still texting me! What the hell? Why can't Craig Tucker just leave him alone after what he did? He took his very few friends and convinced them Tweek wasn't worth it. That still hurt to this day.

Leave me alone Craig. Delete this number.

Tweek left it after that. For the rest of the day Craig tried to catch his eye, but Tweek just walked past without even returning a glance. He didn't care. What Craig did was unforgivable. As the last period ended, he packed up his stuff and headed to the exit. Kenny would be waiting there, as he always drove him and Butters home. As he got to the truck he waved to Kenny, and started to open the door while trying to ignore Craig, who was calling out to him.

"Will you please just stop trying to talk to me? I don't give a fucking shit about what you want, you're an asshole, so stay the fuck away!" Tweek wanted to look serious, but burst out laughing at Craig's bewildered face. "Gee Tweek, don't you think that was a bit much, he just tried to talk to you..."

"It's not just that Butters. He's been spamming me with texts and pulling other shit to get my attention and it's annoying as hell." They were on the road now, with him and Kenny upfront, while Butters sat in the back. "Wait, how'd he get your number?" Kenny asked, looking at Tweek expectantly.

"That's the thing. I don't know. Someone gave it to him and now he's spamming me. I bet you, he's trying to prank me for a bet or something."

Kenny looked over at Tweek surprised. "I don't think he'd do that. He might've made you lose him, Token and Clyde, but I think he still likes you. I don't think he'd do that to you for a prank." Tweek looked down at his phone. "He's still messaging me!"

14:00: Hey Tweek?

14:53: Tweek can we talk?

15:10: school ends in 5 mins ima catch up with you and we'll talk.

16:46: Dude, I just wanna talk.

15:47: Why can't we?

15:51 Because I hate you Craig! Fucking leave me alone!

"That'll keep the asshole quiet for a while. Hey Kenny, this is my house."

Tweek jumped out and waved bye to his friends, and unlocked his front door and walked in. "Hey mum, hey dad."

The two looked over and a nice coffee smell spread around the room. "Hi Tweek, how was school today?"

"Not good mum, Craig is trying to contact me and won't leave me alone." He said. "That's the guy you are friends with in elementary right?" Tweek's dad asked "The mean one, who tried to get people to hate you?" Tweek rolled his eyes. "Yeah, that's him. I'd love to chat, but I'm really tired. I'll be down in a bit, just need a nap."

When Tweek woke up next morning, he found that Craig had sent him several more texts.

18:32: Hey dude.

18:37: Did you do well on that test we had last week?

18:23: How r ur parents???

07:45: I don't know how the hell you got my number, but delete it. You know why I don't want to talk. Now fuck off already.

Tweek grumbled to himself as he pulled a random shirt on and did up the buttons. He'd gotten better at that. His coffee problem was finally wearing off. He was still grumpy as he walked into the kitchen for breakfast. His parents were already eating. "Hey son, did Craig leave you alone?"

"Nope. He's still texting me. It's getting annoying. I might get Kenny to talk to him."

"Oh Tweek, you know fighting is a bad idea. You know what happened to your father when he tried to fight back?"

Tweek was still in a bad mood at lunch, he'd gotten 3 more texts from Craig.

11:23: can we talk

11:45: Tweek come on.

12:22 I'll delet ur number if we can talk.

"You should just talk to him Tweek, I'm sure Craig will delete your number, don't you reckon Kenny?"

Kenny looked up from his sandwich and replied, "Back when I was in Cartman's gang of assholes, we had a lot of arguments about things with Craig's group. Most the time, we made a bet to see who was right and if Craig was ever wrong, he always coughed up the money." Kenny took another bite of his sandwich and continued: "I believe if you talk to Craig, he'll delete your number. And if you're worried it's a prank, me and butters will go."

"Ah jeez Kenny, I ain't strong like you, I couldn't beat anyone up."

14:21: If you show me you deleting my number I'll meet up with you. If this is a prank, keep in mind I'm bringing Butters and Kenny to back me up. Don't fuck with me Tucker, I'm giving you one chance.

15:12: Fine, bring them. But im hurt u think ima prank u.

Tweek, Kenny and Butters headed to the back of the school, with Kenny and Butters waiting for me round the corner, occasionally glancing round too see if Tweek was ok.

"So what the hell do you want?"

"I wanted to talk to you Tweek."

"But why?"

"Because I miss you."