A/N: On Tumblr, somebody requested this. So I was like, ALRIGHTY THEN :heart: Honestly, blame the fanfiction Boundaries by Cutiepie 9335 for this too xD :heart:

DISCLAIMER: Don't own South Park, Craig, Or Wendy.

Right hook, swing left, and dodge like the punching back was an actual opponent. Craig had the routine down now. He's practiced the same way just about every day after school, ever since he joined Park County High School's Boxing team. It'd started out as a great stress relief, something that helped him keep his cool through a hard time, but Hell, he actually ended up not half bad at the fighting, enjoying it thoroughly. His teammates all agreed, Tucker was one of their best.

They even thought he should be the team captain for the boys.

It was flattering really, to think that he could one day be at the top. He pulled back from the bag for a moment to catch his breath, whipping sweat off his brow.

"You're still here?" Craig turned around, finding himself face to face with the Captain of the girl's team.

Wendy Testaburger.

The original reason he'd found himself on the team.

It shouldn't have been surprising that the girl had been the team captain, she was a strong young woman, with an even stronger right hook. He offered her a nod, stretching his arms before strolling over, smiling the slightest at the disapproving look she gave.

"The Gym's closed, everyone was supposed to be gone fifteen minutes ago." Craig sighed, pushing back the black locks of his hair (as best as he could in his gloves) which clung to his forehead. He was glad he'd stopped wearing his chullo when he practiced, otherwise he was sure his entire mop of hair would be drenched.

"You're still here." He pointed out, causing Wendy to roll her eyes and give a little shake of her head, not being able to help but smile at the other. Craig looked away, scratching the back of his head. "…You wanna practice?" The girl let out a soft laugh, crossing her arms.

Oh Tucker…

Wendy found it cute how Craig still got red in the face over the smallest things, weather it was over how she'd smile at him, shoot him a glance from across the room, or even say his name sometimes. It absolutely made her heart flutter to get that little bit of emotion to cross the Stoic boys face. She set her gym bag down on the bench, grabbing her lavender boxing gloves out of it and putting them on before giving Craig a kiss on the cheek, laughing a bit at the dumb founded look he gave her.

"I thought you'd never ask."