South Park belongs to Trey and Matt + Comedy Central.
Bewitched belongs to the ABC Network and the estate's of Bill Asher and Liz Montgomery.
I dont own them so yeahh. Dont sue me lol
Craig's POV:
So it's settled.. In about 3 hours Tweek will be coming round to my house.. I decided to skip the last 2 hours of school and go see what was happening in town.. It was quite a boring day in South Park today, well except for the fact that Kanye West decided to bring Kim K to town to prove once and for all that she wasn't a hobbit. "MY GIRL AIN'T NO GOD DAMN HOBBIT Y'ALL! Ain't that right Kimmie?" He bellowed. "Yeaah! I've screwed a hobbit but I aint no hobbit!" She replied with gusto.. I just carried on walking. Unlike Stan and his group of nincompoops I was not the sort of guy to just antagonise celebrities for a quick laugh.. "Hey you there! Kid!" I heard someone shouting.. Great the one day I skip school and i've got the guy who created the crappest MV of all time on my case. "What?" I replied.. Luckily I have the sort of voice that puts most people off me within a few seconds. But nooo "Jesus" sorry I mean Kanye West just did not get the mesage. "Kid me and Kimmie need you to tell people that she aint no hobbit! I mean girl are you a hobbit." He rambled, turning around to face his man made fiance . "Kanye honey I told you I'm not a hobbit! Just get this kid to say something on Twitter, i gotta do my makeup!" She spat. "Look you guys have a real nice day I got homework to do.. Bye." I said lamely. And I was carried on walking home I could hear the two douchebags ranting and raving at anyone who passed them by.. Kim aint no hobbit, her man cried; and his woman stood there flaunting her goods for all to see. South Park is one of those towns that just attracts craziness, unbelievable events and stupid celebrities (if you can call them that). I carried on walking down the path to my house, when who should i bump into but Stan Marsh, Kyle Broflovski and Eric Cartman.. God damn my day just keeps getting better haha..
"What's happening Craig?" Stan asked casually. "Well your mom was gonna put my dick between her boobs but yeahh.. Not much." I laughed. The three of them gave me a look of disdain and carried on walking. Which was weird because whenever Cartman had the chance to bully, antagonise or hurt someone's feelings he would usually take it.. Maybe Cartman was up all night on his computer as usual.. Not that I care what that fat sociopath gets up to; but when you're used to someone being a complete dick all the time the one time they aren't really shakes you up.
I put my keys in the door and casually let myself in. "MORE JACK DANIELS YOU DUMB BITCH!" My dad bellowed. "Just give me a minute Thomas i'm still finishing your dinner!" My mom shouted back at him. "I'm gonna come in there and fucking kill you woman!" My dad threatened. I decided it would be best to just go upstairs and play on my xbox. I've seen my dad beating my mom up way too many times to wanna put up with it right now.. I stuck the xbox on and escaped into my own little dimension.. Only the graphics and the music in my headphones alleviating the cold harsh reality of home life.. I just hope to god those two kiss and make up by the time Ruby gets home, I don't like her having to listen to and hear their pointless domestic bullshit..
I was so lost in my pointless humdrum existence that I didn't hear the door knocking. "BOY! Get down here one of your friends is here!" My dad screamed up the stairs. Tweek he always managed to show up at the exact wrong time.. "I'm coming now there's no need to yell!" I replied, getting my shoes on.. No way am i letting Tweek in this house while Mom and Dad are having the crazies..
"Hi Cr-" He started. "Change of plan we're going to yours." I said, putting my hand over his mouth.. "GAH! Okk. w-why?" He asked. "Dude believe me let's just start walking." I interjected.
It was quite a long walk to Tweek's house.. You had to go through town and then walk for another 5 minutes.. It was easy to recognise his house though. Coffee paraphinalia was all over the inside and outside of it.. Not to mention Tweek's mom was so obsessed with Elvis Presley they even had an Elvis mailbox.. I'm sure you could spot the Tweak's house from space. "O-okk we're here!GAH!" Tweek spoke up.. He put his keys in the door and let us in.. It had the aroma of one of those show homes of the early 50's.. Only the best cooking smells could be smelt as you entered the threshold.
Not at all like my house.. The only thing you could smell there was dry blood, sadness and cheap liquor. "Hiiii Craiig!" Tweek's mom greeted me in an overly exaggerated fashion throwing her arms around me.. "It's been so long since you last came to visit! Me and Richard thought maybe you and Tweek had fallen out?" She inquired..
"Nahh we're fine Sarah dont you worry." I replied.. Tweek's mom was the only adult I knew in town who would let kids refer to her by her given name..Well except for Sharon Marsh but she's a hoe and a douchebag so yeahh.
"Well okay! Isn't that great Richard?" She boomed, turning around to face Tweek's dad. "Sure honey that's great! More mocca?" He inquired. She shook her head at this request instead turning to the food she was cooking.
"Umm m-m-maybe we should just go to my room and talk.." Tweek suggested.. Damnit Craig get those thoughts out ya head! I followed him upstairs noticing since my last time here everything had been redecorated.. Not to a great result but shit it looked alright..
I sat down on his bed.. I could notice posters of numerous people who sang crappy pop music.. I'm more of a rock guy myself but hey everyone's individual...
"Look C-craig.. There's something i gotta tell you.." Tweek stated in a matter of fact fashion.
"Naah Tweek I gotta tell you something. And the truth is if i dont tell you now I'll probably never get up the guts to say it.." I interrupted.. I'd always kind of hidden from myself when we were both kids that I admired Tweek way too much. People to this day would still remark on it, saying that we made Stan and Kyle look as though they hated each other.. Not that i want to be compared to those douchebags but hey it's called an analogy so yeah..
"I think I like you.. Like like you.."I said quickly, hoping that haste would erase my words..
Tweek just sat there completely silent.. Nice one Tucker; I mean telling your friend you've got the hots for him.. Really gonna go down well..
"U-um.. I kinda feel the same way.." He replied quietly..
Wow.. Not what i was expecting but shit i'm down...
"GAH! But C-craig listen I gotta tell you this.. It's important." He said seriously..
"Okay Tweekers spit it out." I encouraged, hoping i didnt sound bored or anything..
"I-I.. I'm a Witch.." He mumbled...
"Haha! Oh my god.. yeah and my sister's Megan Fox." I laughed..
"NO C-Craig! I'm Serious! AUGH!" He snapped.
"Prove it..." I said quietly.
He snapped his fingers and just like that my trademark chullo was gone.. "Okay nice party trick Tweek.. Where's the wires?" I inquired
He snapped his fingers again and just like that my hat was back..
"How the fuck did you do that?" I asked feeling genuinely lost for words..
"I told you! GAH! I'm a witch!" He muttered, jeez no need to be snappy Tweek.
Okay so I'm just trying to process all this right now.. My friend Tweek is a witch.. Like a voodoo practicing, ouija board interfering witch...
Only in South Park is all i can say..
A:N/ Pretty suspense filled all around eh? Will Craig be able to deal with Tweek's powers? Not to mention the rest of South Park..