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Title: Number Twenty-Five: Trouble Lurking
Summary: When a prank goes bad.
Warnings: Cussing PWP (Kinda)OOC
Written By: Shino
Inspired By: The story 'Intoxicated' by Carmane.
Dedicated to: For Carmane cause I was aloud to use her idea.
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Number Twenty-Five: Trouble Lurking
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It was all simple fun.
Me and Craig decided to prank Tweek.
It wasn't really that bad either.
It's not like anything we had done to Butters in the past.
Plus, Tweek was our friend.
We wouldn't really hurt him.
He didn't seem to be thinking the same way we were though.
See, it was a Friday; school had just been let out, teenagers running rampant, trying to get out of the hell hole, when the plan was put into action after two weeks of careful planning.
Walking down the sidewalk, us on either side of him, ignoring the fact that when he twitched he always hit one, if not both, of us, just chatting, waiting for the perfect time.
Then it came; me and Craig glanced at each other, over Tweek's head, at the same moment, with identical grins.
Craig, being the one that was closest to the road, advanced on the blonde, taking him by surprise and got him pinned to the chain-link fence next to us. He harassed Tweek a little while I fumbled with the second part of the plan.
Finally ready, we both grabbed him, got his hands above his head and, lopping some handcuffs around the metal bar on top; we slapped them on his wrists.
Stepping back to view our handy work, we realized something.
Tweek was crying, not angry or embarrassed tears of being caught or something.
No, full out scared shit-less, hysterical sobs.
Both of us started to panic and after five minuets of frenzied searching, we found the key, and set him free.
He immediately latched onto my neck, shaking and jerking like a fucking jackhammer.
But I did the good thing and wrapped my arms around him and apologized repeatedly.
Craig did the same thing, only with one hand rubbing circles onto Tweek's back, right under my hands.
We hadn't know he would react like that, never even IMAGINED it. Never. We wouldn't have done it if we had known. It was just a simple, childish prank.
That took a horribly wrong turn.
Well, at least he finally forgave us, right?
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