"You got a problem with me Tweek?" asked Craig harshly and he demanded an answer. Tweek stood their shaking nervously but didn't reply. Craig growled and shoved him until Tweek was leaning against a wall, "If you got something to say then say it to my face!" he ordered Tweek to speak cruelly. "HUH?! Come on Tweek answer me!"
Tweek was horrified, he wished he was not in this situation. "Craig…I-I - AH! - don't hurt me!"
"Then answer me! I heard you were talking shit about me!" he yelled harshly and cracked his knuckles getting ready to punch.
He grabbed Tweek's collar and pulled him away from the wall. Tweek bite his lip and closed his eyes as tight as he could hoping he was dreaming, he felt a punch smash against his face and then Craig dropped him to the hard ground, "Next time you should think twice before you say something about me!"
Tweek sat up weakly, that punch was extremely painful. Craig hissed, "Tell me what you said!" he kicked Tweek in the gut.
Tweek fell over and he hugged his knees to his chest to block himself. Craig hissed again and lifted him up by his hair, "Answer me Spaz!"
Tweek twitched nervously, "I-I um… - GAH! - Oh Jesus!"
"Stop spazzing retard!" and slammed him into the wall, "Tell me what you've been saying!"
"So much pressure!" shouted Tweek nervously and he whined in pain.
Craig leaned towards him, his glare focused on Tweek's hazel orbs, "Just answer."
"I don't know…" he replied with a few nervous shakes.
"You said something about my Stripe! That's what Clyde said!" shouted Craig angrily.
"Oh Jesus! I said -nngh! - I wish I was Stripe!" answered Tweek horrified and pressured.
Craig cocked a brow but continued to glare at him, "What?"
"I - ugh! - said I wish I was Stripe! GAH!" Tweek was still being hung by his hair, some of the strands ripping off his head.
Craig released him. "Why?"
"Be-Beca-Because you love him so much - GAH!" answered Tweek, "You treat - nngh! - it like your baby…like you -angh! - love it…more than anything else…Oh Jesus! I never - Gah! - wanted to make you mad!" Tweek fidgeted and started to pull his shirt, "I just wanted - anng - you to like me how you…like him…" he froze for a second then shook again "AH!"
Craig felt bad now. He knelt down so he was now at eye level with Tweek, "Why?"
"Because!" shouted Tweek, "I-I-I…LIKE you!"
Craig's heart fell. He examined Tweek. He had a bloody nose, a soon to be black eye, he had some cuts from falling on the ground. He clutched his side and looked like he was in serious pain, even his hair was knotted and a little blood was on it from being ripped too hard. Craig sighed, "Sorry."
Tweek didn't reply he just looked away until Craig lifted his chin and kissed his lips, "You should come watch red racer with me and Stripe sometime…I might even let you hold him."