Hello =D Welcome to another one of my Creek fics. I hope you enjoy it! Please drop in a review or something if you feel like :) It really gives me a sense of accomplishment. Anyhow...
Disclaimer (the only one): South Park and it's characters are copyrighted to Matt Stone and Trey Parker. Not me.
It was cold. Really cold.
Craig fumbled about in his bag for the last paper he'd have to deliver. He hated that his parents made him get a paper round. There were a million other things more interesting he could be doing.
"I hate this" he muttered to himself. "I can't wait until-huh?" His ramblings were cut short by a figure standing on the stony edge of the old bridge. Craig was about to shrug it off when he noticed just what was going on. The figure was stick thin, it looked no more than about thirteen years old. Its hair was tousled and dishevelled. It shivered, probably from the cold but there was definite twitching among the shivers. The body seemed to sway forward slightly, as if apprehensive to jump. But suddenly its knees bent and it pushed itself up and off. Craig let out a muffled cry and lunged forward, dropping the now-forgotten paper bag. He ran down the side of the bank to the rivers edge where the body of Tweek Tweak, Craig's best friend, lay motionless in the shallows of the water where the rocks were. Craig drug Tweek out and shook him hard before beginning to cry. He rolled the battered Tweek onto his back and phoned an ambulance shakily.
It's short, sorry! I just wanted to get this story out of my head so I didn't put much effort in. :)