It was around 3:20 AM on a Saturday morning when the blonde boy checked the clock. He got up to get his mug of coffee and sat down in front of the television. He was watching Terrance and Phillip in the living room to keep him company. He was home alone since his parents were away for the weekend to do business work for the coffee shop. He looked outside to see there was a rough snow storm going on.

I hope my parents are doing okay. Tweek thought to himself as he took another sip of the burning hot coffee. He was in the middle of drinking his coffee when he heard a knock on the door. "GAH!" Tweek blurt out. He got startled enough to make him spit out his coffee. He was lucky he had a good grasp on his mug or he would've spilled it. S-shit who could that be at this time? OH GOD IS IT THE GNOMES? He didn't even realize that he was shaking with fear. He just shook it off and said it was probably the wind.

A minute didn't even pass by until there's another knock on the door. Only this time it's louder. Tweek put his mug down on the coffee table and got up cautiously, trying his best not to trip. There was another knock on the door that was followed with a voice that sounded familiar.

"Hello?" the nasally muffled out voice said.

Craig? What the hell is he doing here at this hour?

Tweek managed to open the door with his shaking hands. When he opened it he was greeted with a cold gust of wind that was cold enough to make his skin sting. He saw Craig covered in snow and shivering. "W-what are you, uh doing here?" Tweek said in shock. "Can i explain inside?" Craig muttered out. Tweek nodded in agreement and moved aside to let the dark haired boy inside. Of course Craig would be shivering right now, he was wearing his usual blue jacket with his blue chullo hat that has a yellow poof ball on top. That wasn't enough to keep him warm. Tweek closed the door behind Craig and looked at him for a while. Has he always been this tall? Craig caught him with a glare, "What?". Tweek snapped back to reality with a small blush of embarrassment on his cheeks. "hng! nothing! so w-why're you here?" Tweek said loudly.

"My ride crashed into a ditch." Craig said in his usual boring tone. "O-Oh, how come you decided to come over my house?"

"Is it a problem?" the tall boy hissed. "N-NO! I"M JUST SHOCKED YOU CAME TO MY HOUSE!" Tweek was shouting by now. If Craig stayed over he would end up deaf by the morning but he had no other choice, seeing that the storm wouldn't settle for a while. "Relax, Tweekers." I forget that this is Tweek Tweak I'm talking to, A.K.A the most anxious person in town. Craig couldn't help but smirk slightly at his fidgety friend. He always thought Tweek's twitching was somewhat cute. Tweek noticed Craig's smirk and looked at him shocked. Craig's smirk faded and said "Got Call of Duty?"

"Y-yeah, it's upstairs in m-my room." Craig nodded and made his way up as Tweek followed behind.

The two boys played Call of Duty in Tweek's room until Craig started to doze off. Unlike Tweek, Craig actually needed sleep. Craig tried to stay awake with Tweek but walking through the storm got him tired. His parents are gonna kill him for wrecking the car. Even worse, it's stuck in a ditch. Craig shook it off and climbed into Tweek's bed and passed out.

Tweek couldn't help but smile at the sight of one of the most troublesome boys in school, sleep like any ordinary teenager. Tweek left his room quietly and went back to the living room. It was 5 AM now meaning the shitty morning programs were on, like Jesus and Pals or Jimbo's hunting show. He went to take a sip of the coffee he left on the coffee table but it was too cold for his liking. He laid down on the couch, before he knew it he already drifted off into his sleep.

Craig woke up to find himself in a strange room. He then remembered he stayed over Tweek's house and passed out on his bed a few hours ago. He saw the clock and it read 8:45 AM. Craig heard some muffled screams coming from down stairs. He investigated in the living room to see they were coming from Tweek. He's having another nightmare about gnomes isn't he?

Tweek was screaming loud enough to wake the neighborhood up when he suddenly stopped. Hm? Why are my lips warm? Tweek woke up when he felt the warm sensation on his lips and found the dark haired boy's lips against his own. Craig pulled back and blankly said "You scream too loud." Tweek was in too much shock to respond.

The same Craig Tucker he fought in elementary school, the same boy who would mostly ignore his presence every day, yeah that same Craig Tucker just kissed Tweek Tweak.

"W-what was that all a-about? Gah!" Tweek finally said after a long moment of silence. Craig looked at Tweek without breaking eye contact as if he were thinking just said.

"You were too loud."

"That d-didn't mean you had to kiss me!" Tweek started to get louder. "well it worked didn't it? You stopped screaming" Yeah, just for a few minutes. Now he's at it again. Tweek's face was flushed with a strong pigment of red. Tweek felt his cheeks get warm but he didn't want to worry about that now. There was another pause. There wasn't any sounds coming from both of them besides the voices coming from the television and the roaring winds from the still ongoing storm outside.