Cue screaming 4th graders on the snow covered play ground of South Park Elementary.
Now cue two boys House left swinging on separate swings. One, a smaller boy, blonde hair green shirt buttoned up with a few buttons out of place. This boy is very rather...Tweekish. And the other a raven haired boy with a blue and yellow hat on his head flipping people off as they pass. Let's call this one 'Craig'.
~Begin Story~
"Gah! Craig stop flipping people off!" Tweek said jittering from the coffee he had not long ago.
"Why? Their all a bunch of assholes anyways." Craig refuted flipping off another passer-by.
"Craig!" the blonde cried out covering the Raven haired boy's hand with his own.
With this, a smirk appeared on Craig's face. Making sure Craig had a good hold on Tweek's hands he quickly pulled him across the frozen playground and behind the school.
"W-What're you-" the blonde boy attempted to ask 'What're you doing?' only for the last bit to be muffled by Craig's hands.
"Shut up! They'll hear us!" he said looking around to make sure everything was clear.
"What're you doing?" the blonde said quieter pushing Craig's hands off of his mouth.
"I have to show you something." Craig said as he pulled something out of his pocket. It was a folded up poster, one that you'd find in a magazine. He opened it only to reveal a large picture of what were-to put it simply-Large boobs.
Tweek looked at it wide-eyed. "W-Where'd you get that!" he said flinching some.
"I got it in one of my dads magazine's. Isn't it great?" Craig said staring at the picture with pride. Tweek however, wasn't one for such perverted things. Especially one's that involved girls. "P-Put it away!" the blonde told Craig turning away from the picture.
"Why? You're not scarred of boobs are you?" Craig said teasing the boy just a little before folding the paper back up and shoving it deep in his pocket. "Awe, c'mon Tweek. It was just a picture!" he said doing his best to comfort Tweek but ultimately failing. The blonde was now in tears for really no reason other than grotesqueness toward the picture. Craig let out a sigh at the sight of the tears and tried to think of something to calm the blonde down before recess ended. He then took Tweek's head in his hands, lifting it up, and kissed him, pulling away just as the bell for class rang. "Idiot." Craig said before grabbing Tweek's hand and once again pulling him across the playground into the building. And as for Tweek, he just followed behind squeezing the other boy's hand gently and smiling a dumb smile with both his mouth and his eyes.