A/N: Oh wow it took me more than a month to update is I am truly very sorry...I got a massive writer's block coupled with some busy school work and procrastination, I was even planning on putting this fic on hiatus because I was kind of getting tired of the story but since so many people liked it I decided to continue it.

This chapter is a little bit longer compared to the others since it's been like a month since my last update, anyways please enjoy!


Mr. Garrison watched Stan and Kyle as they ran away in fear, He wondered how much the two boys have heard from his discussion with Eric, Goddamn if they tell on him his plan would be ruined, Mr. Garrison thought.

"Well fan-fucking-tastic, now those two know, I told you we should have met up in a more secluded place!" Mr. Garrison yelled.

"Shhhh, Don't worry Mr. Garrison, It's all going according to my plan." Cartman said as he held his chubby index finger to Mr. Garrison's lips. "And also like hell am I going to go somewhere secluded with you, I still don't trust you that much, with you being gay and all."

"Goddamit Eric, I am not gay! I told you this before, and what exactly is your plan anyway? Like I said earlier, I still haven't seen any destroyed flour sacks, they're all in perfect shape!" Mr. Garrison snapped.

"Well I can't tell you the details but I've already started on my first victims, Kenny and Butters…How dare those two choose each other over me, I bet those queers are working together against me, or they're fucking…both is possible." Cartman answered.

"Oh really? What did you to their sacks?" Mr. Garrison asked intrigued.

Cartman chuckled evilly instead of answering his teacher's question then spoke in a very smug voice "I already told you Mr. Garrison, I can't tell you any details…besides you'll see the results soon enough."

Mr. Garrison gave Cartman a skeptical look, but then soon shrugged it off and left the chubby boy alone in the empty classroom.

"Soon." Cartman whispered evilly.


"Okay, it's done!" Karen gleefully said as she finished stitching up the last hole on Scrottie, She then gave it back to her beloved older brother and smiled.

"Thanks Karen, I have no idea what I would do without you." Kenny smiled back.

"It's okay Kenny, What happened to Scrottie anyway?" Karen asked.

"I don't really know but he keeps getting holes, and I am not really the one who takes care of him so I can't exactly say what happened, If anything… Butters might know since he had Scrottie stay with him the most." Kenny answered.

"You think Butters did it?" Karen raised an eye brow at her brother's response.

"Well not exactly…But Butters can be clumsy and an airhead sometimes, so there's a possibility that he may have done something accidentally bad to it, I am not saying that he did it on purpose." Kenny said.

"But wouldn't Butters tell you if he did so?" Karen asked.

"Yeah…but…"

"I am disappointed in you big bro, I thought Butters was your friend, why don't you trust him?" Karen pouted. "Butters is a nice, friendly and caring person, he wouldn't ruin your project."

Kenny stared at his sister, who seems to be slightly mad at him for some reason, he then nodded and smiled "Alright alright, Butters didn't do it…I trust him, he's a really nice guy."

"Yup that's right" Karen nodded, crossed her arms in a smug manner, then smiled back at her brother.

"Well I am glad that we have come to an agreement…but why are you so defensive for Butters anyway? Do you like him or something?" Kenny asked.

Instead of answering Karen just looked away from his brother's questioning gaze, her face was slightly red and she was now fidgeting.

"Oh, I see…So my baby sister's got a little something for a certain Mantequilla, I didn't know you like blue eyed blondes, kind of weird since I am kind of one too…no incest." Kenny joked.

"Noooo it's not that like that!" Karen blushed, "Well yeah I guess I kind of do like him… since he's really nice and kind…

"He is isn't he? He's kind of cute too don't you think?" Kenny teased.

"Y-yeah, so how is he as a partner Kenny? Does he care for Scrottie as much as you do?"

"Hmm? Well yeah he is. He's really nice, he takes care of Scrottie as if it was his real child, he's really passionate about the smallest and most insignificant things and I think that's really adorable. He also thinks of me as an equal, he thinks that I actually can help him not like the others who thinks that whenever they get paired with me on a project they'll fail, He treats me different from others yet somehow equal to himself…I can't explain it but it's really neat! When he looks at you with his big blue eyes as if you're really important and mean something in this world…it's nice."

"Oh…"

"What?" Kenny asked her sister, who seemed to be now deep in thought.

"I guess we're siblings after all." Karen said.

"Well yeah…wait what do you mean?"

"Well Kenny it seems to be that you also have a thing for Butters too, the way you explained everything about him is kind of how a person explains why they love someone…it's really cute! I don't mind if you two got together instead." Karen smiled.

"Dude…no, what are you talking about Karen? I don't like him that way…sure I like him in a friend sense but not like as in I want to be in a relationship with him."

"Oh really? Heehee, but you're blushing! You might not realize it now but sooner or later you will, trust me I know these things!"

"No you don't, Just because you read too many romance novels and gay fanfiction doesn't mean that you're now some amazing romance guru! A-anyway I am going to go to my room, Oh and don't worry I won't tell Butters about your little crush." Kenny said playfully.

"Okay sure, but please do tell him about yours…" Karen teased.


"Shit, we're going to be in so much trouble tomorrow…" Stan said while handing his best friend a can of soda he had retrieved from the fridge.

The two had ran away from Mr. Garrison, and was now hiding in Stan's room, both were tired and panting. They had been caught listening in on Mr. Garrison's private conversation with Cartman, Apparently Mr. Garrison hired Cartman to do something for him, and because they were caught spying while Mr. Garrison and Cartman talk about that "Something" They were bound to get in trouble.

"We're going to have to think of an excuse then, how about we say we we're just playing around and then he accidentally found us in the bushes." Stan suggested.

"No way man, that's stupid…besides we ran away from him, he knows that we know something."

"Why was he making a deal with Cartman anyway?

"I don't know what they're exactly planning and whether it's good or bad, but I am pretty sure it's bad since Cartman is involved"

"Well if your theory is correct then something bad is going to happen to our flour sacks is that it?" Stan questioned.

"Mr. Garrison said that nothing has happened yet so we can assume that the thing they are planning has yet to happen…we have to put a stop on it."

"Put a stop on it, why? Dude we don't know shit on what they're on about and if we go about interfering things that we don't know about then we're going to get screwed!" Stan said.

"Because I am not letting Cartman get away with anything…I am pretty sure that fatass is up to no good, and we can't really trust our teacher do we? So whatever they're planning I am putting a stop on it." Kyle yelled.

"Fine! Do what you want to do, But I am not helping you…We're already in big trouble for spying around and I sure as hell don't want to be in an even more bigger trouble just because I want to put a stop on Cartman."

'What the hell man? I thought we were friends? We are already screwed to begin with… and besides we have to stop fatass or something bad is going to happen!"

"No man, I am not going to help you, your obsession and rivalry with Cartman is pissing me off, All you ever want to do is be better than Cartman that you even unconsciously mention him sometimes…It's really annoying. It's like when we're together it always about how you hate Cartman and how you're better than him…I hate him too but I choose to ignore him, What does Cartman have that you always have to talk about him?"

"Stan…I.."

"What?!"

"Are you Jealous?" Kyle asked.

"N…N…NO What the fuck are you talking about? Stan's face went a little red at Kyle's words he then looked around furiously in his room trying to get his mind off things…and then he realized something.

"SHIT, LARRY."

"What about, Larry?" Kyle asked confused.

"I could have sworn I was holding him when we were listening in on Mr. Garrison's conversation…fuck did I drop him?

"Goddamit Stan, Where the hell did you drop him? Ugh we have to find him right away! We'll be screwed" Kyle said in a panicked voice.

Kyle then began to search around in Stan's room hoping that maybe Stan had brought Larry home and hadn't dropped him.

"Oh wow look who cares now, I thought you didn't care if we're screwed?" Stan said rolling his eyes.

"Fuck you dude…I actually like Larry okay? He's like my own child and not to mention yours too, Will you stop being a jealous bitch and help me find him?' Kyle snapped back

"Fine, but I am still mad at you…I only care about Larry so I am going to help you."

"Whatever man, just help me…"

"And besides I don't even remember if I actually brought him home, there's a chance that I may have actually dropped him outside while we were running…I think we should also search outside."

"Ugh I hate you so much right now…Stan"

"Same to you Kyle, Well are we going to look for Larry outside or not?"

Kyle sighed with an annoyed look on his face…"Let's go..."


Token and Clyde are currently walking home from school, the two had been quiet but the latter even more so, Clyde was keeping quite a distance from Token, and there was an extremely awkward aura vibe around them which annoyed Token…he finally decided to speak up.

"Clyde"

"..."

"Clyde"

"…"

'Clyde!"

"…"

"Clyde what the hell is wrong with you? You've been avoiding me the whole time during class. Was it something I said?" Token asked.

"….."

"Still no reply huh? What can I dofor you so that you may finally speak up? I am seriously missing that annoyingly nasal voice of yours" Token teased.

Clyde looked at Token and slowly opened his mouth as if he were going to say something but then quickly closed it shook his head then looked away.

"What were you going to say? Token asked but Clyde once again shook his head.

"Oh come on~ Clyde I was joking about the whole being gay for you part, no need to be so pissy and homophobic ….calm your tits" Token joked once again.

Clyde didn't respond he still continued to look way from Token eyeing the various things such as trees, streetlights and people they walk pass by.

Token got increasingly annoyed at his friend's silence, It was very unlike him to be this quiet…usually the dumbass would be non-stop talking shit about what happened that day and other similar things Token doesn't really care about. Today was different however since the idiot wasn't talking to him and was uncharacteristically stoic and distant, Token felt really guilty…since he knew that he was to blame.

"Clyde…"

"…."

Token sighed, and grew quiet…Clyde's silence was epidemic. That is until Token thought of something, something that he knew he would regret saying but would definitely get his dumb brunette of a friend to speak up. "Ugh I can't believe I am saying this…."

Clyde looked up at him his eyes look genuinely curious yet a little bit unsure. Token took this chance to speak up, "Clyde…What I-I-If I read that story you have been talking about before? Yes the Goth…err I mean Goff story, would that make you speak up?"

Clyde's eyes widened with a look of amazement, he hurriedly dug through his backpack to retrieve a pen and a notebook in which he hastily scribbled something on, when he was done he quickly showed Token what he had wrote.

YES! But only if I read it with you so I know that you actually did read it, oh and also if you let me dress Ebony up again in her Goff clothes, only then will I speak to you.

Token looked at the words his friend had wrote, for fucks sake he wasn't actually planning on really reading it, but now he had to because Clyde wanted to read it with him, and now he also had to get their flour sack to dress in goth clothes again…But then again Clyde did say yes, and fucking hell did he miss Clyde's idiotic rants even if he had only just stopped talking for seven hours.

"Fine." Token said unenthusiastically.

Clyde smiled, nodded his head then began to write more words into the paper.

Deal, let's go to your house to read the story, Also I want to have dinner there since all the shit my Dad cooks is horrible, Also I want pizza…

PS: ALSO GIVE ME 10 BUCKS

Token read the things written and sighed, it seems to be that the conditions to make Clyde speak is increasingly getting longer and harder like a very aroused penis, but if it was the only to get Clyde to talk to him again…then so be it.

"Let's go asshole."

And the two went on their way to Token's house or rather mansion…


Meanwhile Craig and Tweek were also walking home from school albeit in a different route from Token and Clyde's

"Wait…" Craig spoke up, this made Tweek stop in his track.

"W-What's wrong?" Tweek asked tilting his head slightly and looking at Craig with adorable large eyes.

"Can I go home with you?" Craig replied.

"W-Why…A-Are you going to murder me? Ack you know that Mom and Dad aren't home right now don't you? And you want t-to corner me in my own home and m-murder me don't you? Argh I wasn't supposed -nng- to say that…now you definitely know if you didn't b-before…ah please don't rape my corpse after killing me." Tweek rambled.

"What the fuck are you talking about?!" Craig flipped Tweek off which made the blonde boy twitch in response. "I am not going to do any of that…I just had nothing better to do so I decided that I want to go to a friend's house. Jeez, if you really didn't want me to go to your house then just say so."

"O-oh, S-sorry man…You just, you can never be too safe you know? I guess it's okay that you come along with me, But there isn't really that much stuff to do there, are you sure you want to come?"

"Yes." Craig said in a monotone voice.

"A-Alright…"

The two walked towards Tweek's house it wasn't too much of a walk from the spot were Craig had spoken up, and so they arrived at Tweek's house in no time.

"Well here we a-are…" Tweek said, he opened the door to his home and walked straight to kitchen, leaving the door open and not even bothering to ask Craig to come in.

"You know leaving the door open isn't really safe, strangers could get in…" Craig said to Tweek who seems to not have heard him as he already hurried to the kitchen.

Craig gently closed and locked the front door, then made his way towards the Kitchen.

"Coffee?" Tweek offered, He was brewing a fresh batch of coffee and had an empty mug in his hand, on top of the dining table is Flour Sack sitting upright like he was alive and totally not inanimate.

"Sure why not…" Craig said, normally he doesn't drink coffee but he was genuinely curious of what the coffee that Tweek made tasted like.

"O-okay…" Tweek nodded as he took a blue mug from the cupboard and handed it to Craig.

"Blue?" Craig said as he eyed the empty mug in his hands.

"Ack! Do you want a different mug?"

"No, not really…but I do want to ask you something." Craig shifted his gaze from the mug to Tweek's eyes.

"I-I don't know the password to the money vault, please don't -nng- kill me!" Tweek panicked

"No you spazz, I am not asking about that…I don't even know your family had a money vault." Craig flipped off Tweek again but this time Tweek sighed in relief instead of twitching, relief that Craig wasn't going to rob him.

"Do you like me?" Craig asked.

"W-What?"

"Do you like me? …Do you like me more than a friend?" Craig asked once again.

"I…" Tweek's face visibly reddened, He was about to say something when Craig spoke up.

"You know…I have been asking Kenny for relationship advice, yes I know it's really weird for me to do so…shut up and let me speak. He told me that I should tell you how I feel and to be honest I don't really know what I feel, It's like one minute I find you annoying then next adorable and interesting…and just I don't know anymore."

"I really haven't decided on whether I actually like you that way or just mere infatuation but fuck it I am tired of the author skipping our character and romance development, like don't you realize how far behind we are with development compared to the rest of the ships?

"But anyway in short I like you in that way but I am just not completely sure of it…and because I am a little bit jealous that the others are beginning to get some action I decided that I should just fuck it and straight up talk to you…and that maybe if you feel the same way then I'll be able to develop my love for you…fuck that sounded cheesy and retarded as hell...maybe even selfish but fuck it I think I like you." Craig ended.

Tweek who finally had the chance to spoke up. "Actually I d-didn't understand half of w-what you were talking about…but I did understood parts of it, I don't think I am ready for a relationship man, and you make me extremely nervous, to be honest…

"Oh."

"But I don't think it's wrong and I am not entirely against the idea...so we can t-try?" Tweek finished off by blushing even harder then looking away from Craig.

"Are you saying that you want us to hook up? Is that a yes?" Craig asked blatantly

Instead of answering Tweek just shyly nodded his head, still looking away from Craig.

"Are you sure?" Craig raised an eyebrow at Tweek not really sure if what the blonde said was true.

"ACK! YES I AM CRAIG!" Tweek yelled out, he then slowly walked towards Craig and gave him a rather awkward hug.

"You smell like coffee…" Craig said as he hugged back, feeling the warm embrace of the other boy.

"I-I probably taste like it t-too." Tweek shyly replied.

"Really?" Craig asked curiously, his mind grew sluggish from the hug, which prompted him to not think straight; and kiss Tweek on the lips.

"Gah!"

"Shit, sorry…I was uh…"

"Oh uh…its fine, I-It was kind of nice…" Tweek looked away, he felt rather confused but he was smiling and blushing.

"Oh…Wow I got more action than any of the other pairings in this story combined fuck them, Creek is winning."

"W-what are you talking about now?" Tweek questioned, the redness still visible in his cheeks

"Nothing…" Craig dismissed.

"I-I am not really sure how this will -nng- work out but let's try okay?" Tweek shyly said blushing red.

"Yeah…" Craig smiled, It was a rare event when apathetic asshole Craig Tucker smiled, but when he does it's only for the most important people around him, and right now Tweek was currently the most important, beating stripe and his family…Tweek doesn't know how lucky he was to be in that place.


A/N: Thanks for reading...I'll try to upload faster next time but if I don't I would recommend that you take a look at my other fanfics while waiting, shameless plug aside, I would like to thank all the reviews and faves from the recent chapter...all of you are really nice and sweet.

Also please notify if you find typos or missing parts I didn't get to proofread this as much as the other chapters, many thanks.