"Tweek!"

"Yeah, mom?!" He replied from his room, looking over at his open door.

His mother walked into his room and handed him an envelope. "Your redheaded friend dropped this by and said it was for you. It seemed important."

"Oh, thanks mom," he replied, taking the letter.

"Bed time soon, hon."

"'Kay."

His mother left, closing the door behind her as Tweek opened his letter.

Dear Tweek,

Wow, I don't really know what to say...Anything I'm thinking of is kinda...well, cheesy. And a little gay. Heh, I guess I'll just say what comes to mind, then.

Well, to start, you're my best friend. An even better friend than Stan, really. And that's saying something. I mean, I care about him and all, but lately he hasn't been very nice. But you're always nice to me. And it's really funny how much we turned out to have in common. I like having you around. I really, really do. Whenever I'm upset, Stan's like "that bitch!" ('cause it's usually my mom, you know). Not really helpful. It's funny, but still. That's pretty much all he does. But you actually make me feel better, and you make me laugh and...stuff. We just have a lot of fun together, you know?

Hah, see? I told you it would sound gay. It's true, though. You always make me feel better, even when I'm not upset. I'm starting to think that maybe you'd make a better Super Best Friend than Stan. He's been busy, anyway. You know, girlfriends, sports, and stuff like that. It gets lonely sometimes.

Man, I'm running out of stuff to say...Usually my head is swarming with ideas, 'cause I write and stuff, remember? But now I just can't think...I haven't even said anything all that meaningful, have I? Heh, figures, I guess.

I'm listening to Citizen Soldier by 3 Doors Down now. Kinda reminds me of the whole La Resistance catastrophe. Remember? It was after the Terrance and Phillip movie came out. I still can't believe my mom started a war, you know?

Whoa, way off topic. Hah.

Well, I honestly can't think of much of anything else to say. So I'll just say this:

Tweek, I'm really, really glad that we've become friends. It's been awesome. I've never had a friend as awesome as you. I hope we'll stay friends, too. And, keep in mind, whenever you have issues, just tell me. I promise that I will never mind listening to what you have to say, and I'll always try to help however I can, be it family or relationship problems. I tell you about my problems, so you should be able to do the same, right? Because that's what friends do.

Most sincerely,

Kyle

PS: Happy birthday!!!

Tweek folded the letter neatly and set it on his desk, grinning, and decided that he would mention it to Kyle tomorrow.

They may be a little OOC because Kyle is based on me and Tweek is based on my friend Tiffany. It's her birthday in two days, so I thought I'd go ahead and post this. Since I'm not good with face-to-face sentimental crap, I wrote her a fanfic. 'Cause I'm Kyle and she's Tweek, so...yeah.

Tell me what you think! Think she'll like it?

PS: Stan is my BFF Ana. She's been bitchy lately. *sigh*

EDIT:

Tweek/Tiffany's b-day was yesterday. SHE LOVED IT! YAY! :D