Craig sat on his front porch smoking a cigg because he wasn't allowed to smoke them inside. He lived right across the street from Tweek, now he'd known Tweek for a long time, I mean hey they'd been best buds for a little while when they'd been kids. Tweek had been part of his gang for a little while, that is until he went full fucking spazatron and skip town for a year, when he got back he just wasn't the same he thinks his parents got him some kind of electro-shock therapy.. he hears that can mess a person up, Tweek sometimes came out at this time to smoke a cigarette himself. What do you know, there was spazzy himself, walking out his front door. Craig looked up and studied the blonde, he dressed.. different, different then most would like, even Craig's friends were weirded out by how he dressed. But it just made Craig respect the boy more it took guts, today the boys outfit wasn't that out there, he wore the normal skinnies he always did, they were tight on the boy and Craig liked to stare. He wore a green tanktop with a heart in the middle that was meant for no one but a girl, there was the skirt he had thrown on over the jeans, that was definitely something, and then there was the hat, that hat that Tweek obviously adored, the one the blonde wore everywhere. It was all white and fuzzy, with flaps that went to his chin, with balls on strings that hung way low, it was like one of those eskimo caps Craig finished his cigarette and was about to head inside when he saw Cartman and Kenny up to no good.
"Hey, hey you fag!" Cartman laughed, tossing a rock up at Tweek, knocking the pretty hat from his head and into the snow.
Tweek let out a shout and a cry as his hat fell, he scrambled madly to get it.
"Get it, Kenny!" Cartman shouted.
Kenny made a dash for the hat but was stopped when he was hit in the face with a snow ball lobbed from Craig's porch.
"Pick on someone your own size, Cartman. Although that might be a bit hard for you." Craig smirked.
He jumped from his porch and quickly crossed the street. He stood over Kenny and glared down, the boy in the parka took off in the opposite direction, he knew not to mess with Craig.
Cartman glared Craig down for a moment or two before turning to the way Kenny had gone. "Hey dumbass wait for me!" He shouted, going after his only 'friend'.
Craig shook his head as he bent down to retrieve Tweek's hat.
"Here you go." He murmured, handing the hat back to the boy.
Tweek smiled once, before putting the hat back on, he stared after Cartman, a single tear finding its way down his face. He just didn't understand what everyone hated about the way he dressed. Did he really look that bad?
Craig reached up and straightened the hat on Tweek's head. "You look wonderful, I'm digging the hat." He smiled and winked at the other boy.
Tweek grinned widely and that was a definite blush Craig saw lighting up his face. Craig nodded and put his hands in his pockets, yeah, Tweek dressed weird and he acted funny, but he had a good taste in hats and maybe that's what Craig was into, but maybe it was just he had a thing for Tweek, whatever it was, Craig hopped up on the porch and lit up another cigarette, he leaned back and winked at the blonde spaz one more time, Tweek was perfect just the way he was and nothing would change that, so Craig would sit out here, like always and smoke another cigarette before bed, but this time, he'd have someone to keep him company.