Track: Overdrive [] Warnings: swearing, boyxboy relations [] Quote: "Alls fair in love and hate" []


Tweek smiled, sneaking a peek from the doorway he lingered in. Craig had just gotten in, and was hanging up his coat and key. Very slowly, Tweek began to tiptoe away, one step at a time, his heart thudding as he did his best not to make a single sound.

"Tweek?" Tweek slid inside the TV cabinet, grateful, for that moment, that he was so small and the storage likewise. He heard footsteps coming into the living room, and squeezed his eyes shut, biting his lip and exhaling only through his nose. "Tweek, I'm home."

He heard Craig walk out the room, and into the bedroom, where Tweek had hidden every single item he had ever owned. It was like the boy had never been there. Silence. Then, "What the fuck? Tweek? TWEEK?" The footsteps became louder, but Tweek figured it wasn't because he was in closer range, and faster.

"No, no, no, fuck. Tweek?" Tweek could hear Craig pacing around the apartment, his voice ringing through the walls in desperate and angry tones. He heard Craig come back into the living room, and grinned. Craig had suffered enough. One. Two. Three.

He slowly and quietly climbed out of the cabinet, gently closing the door behind him. Craig was bent over the coffee table, reading the false "I'm leaving" note Tweek had left behind. Tweek waited, again. One. Two. Three. He jumped, leaping onto Craig and bringing him down to the floor with a clash.

Craig gave a masculine scream, or rather, that was what Tweek reassured him it sounded like later, before realising it was just his twitchy, asshole boyfriend. Craig glared at him, pulling both of them up and grabbing Tweek's arms. "I thought you were gone. What the fuck was that?" Craig growled, digging his nails in, but they were blunt; he would never intentionally hurt Tweek to a high scale degree.

Tweek giggled. "Um, prank number one?" He suggested, smirking. Craig's rage-filled expression dropped and he gave Tweek a blank stare, his eyelids drooping. Though, it was really Craig's own fault. Just the other day, he had taunted Tweek about his incapability of pranking people after a failed scare. Tweek was determined to prove his boyfriend wrong, at all costs.

"That was really fucking dumb. Anyone could have thought of a prank better than that." Craig rolled his eyes, and Tweek's smile dropped. Well, at least that was only the beginning of his prank daily franchise. Just, Craig didn't know that. Craig let go of Tweek, and pulled him into a hug, kissing him fiercely afterwards.

"Good thing I love you." Tweek's head tilted. "Or I would have dumped your ass." Tweek shook his head, Craig would never leave him, even if he wasn't in love with him. They were just inseparable, co-dependant. Then again, that may have defined love right there, but whatever. Craig would never dump him for a prank.

Tweek just never accounted for the thought Craig would fight back.


AN: If serendipityrain711 is reading this, I just want to say sorry for the delay in her requested story, Butters' very own mission. It's considerably longer since it's the last chapter, so it's taking me a while.