Tweek leaned in, making his eyes as wide as he could. Craig raised an eyebrow at his friend's behavior. Pale hands clamped down on his cheeks and Tweek forced Craig to look at him, brushing their noses together.
Stan chuckled as Kyle tilted his head. "What the hell is Tweek doing?" The Jew questioned.
"I told him Craig never showed emotion and Tweek bet me that he could make him."
"Oh cool."
A crowd began to gather, laughing and talking. Tweek's eyes were quivering as he waited. "Is he going to do something or not?" Cartman asked.
Tweek flipped him off. "AY!" The fat teen shouted. Tweek took a large breath and looked deeply into his eyes.
"Hey Craig?" He questioned.
"What?"
"Guess what?"
"If you say 'chicken butt' so help you God I'll rip off your dick."
"You have to guess what."
"Fine, what?"
Tweek grinned insanely. "I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts." He sang in a fake posh British accent, pressing harder against Craig. "There they are sitting in a row." Craig's eyes began to twitch. "Big ones, small one, some the size of your head!" Craig tried to push Tweek away but the blonde clung tightly to him. "I don't know the rest of the lyrics, but I'm gonna keep singing!"
Craig threw him to the ground, running away with a horrified look as he clawed at his ears. "It won't go away!" He screeched.
Blinking, Tweek sat up in a daze. "Told you I could do it." He stated in a dreamy voice before collapsing again. In a dark corner of an abandoned classroom, Craig Tucker began to rock back and forth, clutching at his hair.
"I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts." He whimpered. "Goddamn you Tweek. I don't even like coconuts."