Whoop, old story, I'm fixing it.

Also I've been deprived of Craig and Tweek for a while, so I'm making this a bit longer

And maybe if I'm not too lazy I'll fix some of my other stories…

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Scary Movie Night

"Tweek, it's not that bad trust me, I've seen it like ten times," Craig told Tweek as he poured popcorn in a bowl. Tweek squealed in protest when Craig told him they'd be watching Saw 5 when he came over today, but too damn bad for him. After all, Craig enjoyed seeing stupid people die in horrible, sickening ways. It was somewhat amusing.

"Th-th-then why are we watching it?" Tweek asked, tugging on a strand of his messy blonde hair. Never, in his fifteen years of life, had he ever watch a horror movie of any kind. His parents barely allowed him to see a PG-13 movie. They feared that Tweek would have a nervous breakdown and try to kill himself or something, it had happened before. Tweek defiantly was not ready to watch a horror film.

Craig stared at Tweek for a minute. He twitched and tugged on his shirt as if he was trying to rip it off (which Craig wouldn't mind, of course). Tweek was pale and skinny, even though he ate more that a starving person at Hometown Buffet. Tweek probably wouldn't be able to handle such a disturbing movie. What was he thinking?

"Tweek just sit down," Craig said exhausted from thinking so much.

"B-b-but-" Tweek said, trying to find a way out of his predicament. Craig would not have it.

"Just sit your ass down!" Craig yelled at the twitching blond. Tweek whimpered and looked like he was about to cry. Craig almost apologized, but Craig Tucker apologizes to no one.

He landed next to Tweek, popcorn flying everywhere, and let out an exasperated sigh.

"Ah Jesus don't kill me!" Tweek screamed, swatting at the crunchy yellow snack. Craig groaned, this was going to be a long movie. He grabbed the remote and pressed play, closing his eyes as Tweek screeched at the opening scene. It wasn't even the bad part yet. He knew he should have rented Kung Fu Panda. Damn.

As Craig suspected, no less that half an hour into the film, Tweek was in tears clawing at his arms and screaming. After a few more screams which were not from the movie, Craig tossed his empty popcorn bowl over the side of the couch and devised a plan of action. Going with full force, Craig leaned over, wrapped his arms around Tweek, and fell back down to his original spot, Tweek lying on his chest. Tweek gasped, but wasn't scared. He trusted Craig more than anyone should really trust anybody.

Craig smiled as a girl's head was chopped off and Tweek sighed. Then he dug his face into the teenager's warm chest and breathed deeply. Craig always smelled like Axe and Guinea Pig. Tweek liked the way Craig smelled, it made him feel warm and sleepy. Soon enough, Tweek was asleep in Craig's arms. Slowly and quietly, Craig carried the light blondie up to his room and laid him down on the bed.

Tweek whimpered and reached his arms out when Craig's warm body was ripped away. Sighing happily Craig slid under the cover next to Tweek and wrapped his arms around him. "I'm going to have to rent some more horror movies," Craig whispered, mostly to himself. And they fell asleep in each others arms.

Craig loves horror movies, even if Tweek does not.

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Is it a little better?

It's longer now.

(: I love Craig