Hello, ok before I get on to the start of this story I would like to just say a few things first. You do not need to read this but I just think this needs to be said, sorry if I start to ramble during this bit. I do not own any of the rights to the charters that I use in this story all of the rights go to Matt Stone, Trey Parker and Comedy Central. However this story will not follow the TV show canon and only a few things will be the same. This is also the first story I will be writing on this website so sorry if I am really bad at this to start of this story just stick with me and I will try to get better. I will also accept any kind of reviews whether they are good or bad. If you do not like dark stories or have a hard time with murder, suicide, depression, or assault of any kind. I am sorry but I don't think this story would be for you and you read on at your own risks. Nothing I say in this story is meant to offend anyone and I do believe that if you have these kind of things in your life you should seek help immediately. The start of this chapter takes place when Tweek and Kenny first met when they were 6 and 7. Kenny will mostly only be shown in the past events that he had with Tweek but as you might of guessed he is extremely important to the story so I do ask that you read these bits so that you can fully understand the relationship the two had. And that being said I would love to introduce to 'When it snows' and I hope you enjoy.

Chapter one:

Where to begin

The small town of South Park was not known to the wider population but that does not mean that it did not have a huge effect on the peoples lives who dared to live in it. It would never have the chance to be normal after a small family of three moved there to open a soon to be family owned business. If you were here on the day this happened you probably did not notice a new, should be, life long friendship start and you definitely never knew how this moment would become so important to the whole town as a whole.

"Oh no my ball," a young boy, with bright blond hair and green eyes, screamed as he ran across the park to collect his praised ball. This boy was never considered normal by anyone who had ever met him due to the fact that he had the tendency to over react to the things that would happen to him and the people he cared about. Also his name and his surname sounded exactly the same with only one letter being the difference but he did not care what anyone thought of him. He never did. As long as he had his lucky ball he would be happy.

Once he reached the small round object he noticed that there was another boy, round his age, who had his foot on the ball. He was slightly taller with a thick orange coat zipped all the way up so that it covered his mouth and most of his face. The only thing you could see is his dark brown eyes that starred at the kid who cautiously approached him.

"Um excuse me but t-that is my ball you have got your foot on," The green eyed boy said in confusion.

The child opposite unzipped the top part of his coat and took off his hood to reveal a muddy shade of blond shaggy hair. He then said "Yeah, I know. I saw you kick it over here. You're the new kid right? I was hoping that maybe I could play with you, maybe teach you how to aim properly."

"Me? Why would you want to play with me? You don't want to kill me do you?" He shouted while looking around to see if his parents were near by. They weren't. But that wasn't a surprise.

"Jesus, no I am not going to kill you. I just don't have anyone to hang out with at the moment as all of my friends are out on some trip that my parents could not afford and I saw that you were here playing on your own so I thought that I could just join you in whatever you are trying to do."

"You could just stay at your parents house"

There was a slight pause as the shaggy haired boy looked away for a second before looking back with a smile on his face and said, "To be honest I would much rather hang out with you."

The green eyed boy was shocked. He had never had someone want to hang out with him and he wasn't sure whether to be happy about it or not. Instead he decides to just nod his head and they slowly made their way over to the child's house to play their little game.

"By the way my name is Kenny, Whats yours?"

"Tweek."

"What kind of name is Tweek."

Offended the young Tweek squeaked back, "You know it is not nice to say that someones name is weird. I can't help what my parents decide to call me."

"No, I wasn't going to say that it was weird. I have just never heard that name before. I think that it is kind of cute. It is good to have an unusual name. It makes you one of a kind," the boy smiled at those words. He didn't know why it just made him really happy to hear this from someone, even if it was someone he had only just met. "What school are you going to Tweek?"

"South Park Elementary."

"Oh great that's the school I go to. Do you know what that means?"

"What does it mean?"

"It means that we are going to see each other almost everyday." To the boy's surprise there a little to no reaction form the other kid, just a small and faint smile that was covered by eyes of fear and a jittering body. He wanted to quickly calm down the kid walking beside him so he decided to say, "Anyway since you are new I guess it is my responsibility to take you in, show you around, tell you who and who not to hang out with." It worked.

"I guess so, but you really don't have to. I am completely fine just staying in my bubble"

Kenny laughed and said, "I like you, we are definitely going to get along. Come on, I can't just let my new friend go into the deep end of this crazy town without being there to support them when they need it, can I?"

"Um, no"

"Exactly, so it is decided then. I will make it my personal mission to make sure that you have the most comfortable experience possible when joining our school and make sure that you hang around the right kind of people. But that is future things to deal with, the only thing I need to do right now is to fill you in on a lot of things you need to know before you start school. But there is only one question."

"What?" the other kid said almost too enthusiastically.

"Where to begin?"

The room looked like no-one had been in here for years: apart from a bed with screwed up covers on them, 6 empty coffee cups that are place in the corner, a lone picture of two young blond boys smiling towards the camera on the desk, and of-course an older Tweek, with hair pointing in every direction and wearing clothes that have not been washed in a month, sitting at said desk starring deeply into his laptop while making notes from it. On the laptop it says, 'Young Boy From a Small Mountain Town Goes Missing' and had a picture of Tweek's childhood friend Kenny McCormick right in the centre of the article. Tweek must have been sat there all night because he didn't even notice what time it was until his mum walked in.

"Tweek honey, come on you don't want to be late for your last first day of school."

He quickly closed his laptop, turned around, and said to his mum, "Yay, the last year I have to spend with a bunch of complete assholes who think they are actually going to get somewhere in life."

"Tweek watch your language. You have not left the house yet."

"Oh come on asshole is not a swearword, especially when it is true."

"Okay, okay. But please promise me that you will try to make some friends this year. Dr Allen and I think that it would be good for you to have someone to take your mind off-"

"Take my mind off who? Kenny?" She looked away with eyes of shame. She knew her son hated the fact that everyone thinks that he is crazy when he believes that he is not. She also knew he hated going to a psychiatrist and how they would give him ideas on how to live his life, but she couldn't do anything else but ask for help on how to deal with her only son who won't stop thinking about someone who has not been in his life for seven years, "Wow seriously. Well then you can tell Dr Allen that I don't care what he thinks and he can go and suck a dick."

"Tweek!"

"I am being completely serious. I can't wait until I am old enough to make my own decisions and never have to see that twat again." He complained as he slid his laptop and notes into a small bag and started to make his way down stairs to be met by his dad standing in the living room with a fresh cup of Tweek's favourite coffee.

"Well my son is starting his last year of school. How do you feel Tweek?" His dad asked with a big smile on his face as he handed the young blond his coffee.

"Like every other day dad. Like I am going to have the worst time surrounded by a bunch of idiots that I hope I will never have to see again. But every day I am reminded of the fact that I will have to repeat the pervious day all over again until the end of this year when I can finally get out of that school and focus on what I really want to do."

"That's good son."

There was a slight pause as Tweek stopped and looked at his dad right in the eyes, "You didn't hear a single word I just said did you?"

"I love you too son."

Tweek stared at his dad in confusion before grabbing the spare change on the table and started to make his way towards the front door where he was again stopped by his mum who wanted to finish her convocation "Tweek, sweetie please promise me that you will at least try this year."

"I can try but I cant guaranty that it will go in your favour" He said with an annoyed smirk on his face.

"Please just promise me."

"I promise," he grunted as he rolled his eyes.

"Thank you." She smiled but did not seem happy, "Now have a good day honey, and learn a lot of new things. This time next year you will be in college."

Tweek had frozen solid by this comment and briskly turned to face his mum again, "Wait, what. No no no. There is no way-"

"The bus is here Tweek. Come on don't be late." She says as she starts nudging him out the door.

"We will talk about this later," the angry blond almost shouted as he walked out the door and towards the bus. The young boy knew he had bigger problems to sort out regarding what was on his computer earlier that morning.

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His day started as normal as ever. Getting pushed around when walking in big crowds because of his less than average height but as normal Tweek did not care and gradually pushed his way to the library, as it had the best wifi connection, and was always empty at the start of the day. However much to his surprise when he walked though the library doors he came across a boy, with pitch black hair and crystal blue eyes that matched his jacket and his hat, which placed beside him, reading a book.

The boy slowly moved his eyes away from his book to look at the blond standing in the corner starring back at him. This went on for a minute before he broke the silence by saying, "Are you going to sit down or carry on starring at me all day?"

Tweek shakily walked over to a table and took out his laptop and notes out to finish where he left off this morning. But he was so shocked to find that someone had also decided to be in the library this early even think straight. He knew exactly who it was as well. Craig Tucker. One of the smartest people in his class, behind Kyle Broflovski, Wendy Testaburger and Token Black, who always seemed to get in to trouble for one thing or another which usually involved flipping of a teacher. But why was he in here? Normally he would spend the start of his day with either Clyde or Bebe. Tweek found it hard to concentrate so he decided to try and sneak a look over at the other person who turned out to be looking straight back at Tweek. His blood runs cold and his brain starts to search for things to say that will break the awkward silence, but before he could even say anything Craig had already beaten him to it.

"You're that Tweek guy right?"

"Yeah, why are you asking?"

"Nothing, it is just that I see you around school and all but you never seem to interact with people here or even be effected by the school at all. I just kind of wondered how you are able to do that. Whenever I do something it always seems like everyone is on my ass. But you are able to go around without being noticed."

Tweek doesn't really like Craig that much and with him not being able to think straight he decides to say what was truly on his mind. So what does he do. He tries to insult him of-course. "Well first of all if you don't want to get everyone be on your ass when you do something wrong maybe you should stop flipping off the teachers at every chance you get."

"Yeah that is never going to happen, it is just too much fun." Craig said with a smile as he put his book into his bag, put on his hat and made his way to sit opposite Tweek. This made the blond really confused and uncomfortable but he decided to carry on taking notes as he had the strange convocation with Craig.

"Secondly, you have quite a large friend group. So it would be kind of hard for people to avoid you or for you to avoid people as everyone is either your friend or friends with one of your friends."

"Wow you seem to know quite a lot of stuff about me. Not going to lie, that is kind of creepy."

Tweek roles his eyes and firmly said, "I am not following you around and trying to find out information about you. I am just really observant of my surroundings."

A small piece of fear enters Craig's eyes for a reason that is unknown to Tweek, "So you know information about everyone here? Deep, personal facts that they would not want people to know."

"Pretty much. You would be surprised at what people just say when they think no-one is listening."

There was a silence. Tweek assumed that Craig just got uncomfortable and left to go somewhere else but when he looked up he saw that the other boy was still there and that he was starring at the back of his laptop.

"Um, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing?"

"Huh."

"What are you searching up and taking notes on? We haven't had any classes yet so it can't be school related, and I don't think you are messaging anyone so what are you doing?"

"Thirdly, you don't know boundaries and ask people things you won't want to know."

"No seriously I want to know. You obviously know so much about me don't you think it is only fair for me to know this little thing about you?"

"No, I don't think it would be fair. I know things about people because no-one seems to be able to keep their mouths shut around here. I am not about to let someone who doesn't know me find out things about my personal life." Tweek turned around to pick up his bag and go somewhere else. He would do anything to just get out of this situation. But when he turned back around to collect his belongings he was surprised to see that his laptop was not facing him but the boy sitting opposite him. He panicked, shut this laptop closed and rapidly pulled it towards him. "What the hell!"

"I know that kid," Craig said with a shocked appearance on his face.

"Yeah I would think so. He went to our old school" Tweek said in an annoyed and angry voice.

"Isn't that the kid who went missing seven years ago. I remember everyone talking about it and my parents gave this long talk to me and my sister."

Annoyed by the word 'missing' without thinking Tweek snapped back, "He didn't go missing. He got kidnapped and killed." He immediately regretted saying that.

"Wait, what!" This comment took Craig by surprise. He knew that the conclusion everyone went to about the disappearance was not that he got murdered.

Luckily for Tweek the school bell rang and he was able to quickly run away and avoid anymore questions from the boy who had been left frozen from shock from what he had just heard. The blond felt so stupid. He had never told anyone at school that he knew about Kenny being killed. Craig probably thinks that he had something to do with it and that's how Tweek knows all about it. But that could not be further from the truth. Kenny was Tweek's best and sometimes only friend. It took Tweek a long time to realise that he would never see him again, and when he did find out it completely destroyed him. Sometimes he wishes that Kenny did just try and run away from South Park in hopes that one day that he will just show up at Tweek's door just to show him that he was okay. But Tweek didn't have time for wishes. He knew that Kenny would never do that. He could never do that. Not without telling Tweek at least. He also knew that because of his big mistake this would be the hardest year he would have to face.

Okay and thats it for the first chapter. If you have any questions please go to my Tumblr page and I will be happy to answering of the questions you might and probably do have. I hope you do decide to stick around because I have big ideas for this story and I think that it will be extremely interesting.