Ga! Too much presser!
At the age of 17 Tweek Tweak was finally sold into slavery by his parents to the highest bidder, there are only two things that Tweek knows about his new 'Master'
his master is a man
he lives in south park
But just who is it
(This will be in Tweek's POV)
"Meow" = speech
'Meow' = thought
Meow = description + other
some of the chapters are small sorry
I'm English so sorry if the French accent in bad :(
-Chapter 7: … Are you talking about a chihuahua?
"Kenny!" I sobbed 'It was nearly impossible to recognise him without his coat.'
"Kenny..." I whimpered as tears began to roll down my face for the second time today...
"What?" I voice from behind me questioned, I blinked and turned to see
"Kenny?!" he was stood behind me not wearing his orange parka.
"Kenny you ass 'ole I almost killed you." Christophe sighed, I grabbed Kenny's hands and said
"W-w-what are you doing here?! You w-were supposed t-to be... supposed to be-"
"Supposed to be what, Tweek?" He asked calmly
"I-...I don't k-know?" 'I know I'm forgetting something, something important. I remember that I was sad about something but what?'
"He-he~ Don't worry about it Tweekers, if you can't remember it wasn't that important." he said smiling and patted my head
"But still you were lucky to doge that Chris has a perfect killing aim." Gregory said with his arms crossed as Christophe tried to get he shovel out of the wall
"Luck of the Irish man." Kenny smirked
"Oh, are you Irish?" Gregory asked curious 'Gregory always loves getting new information.'
"Nope, but my parents drink like they are!" he laughed at he own joke along with Christophe who chuckled while Gregory pouted slightly form the lack of new information.
"W'at 'appened to your coat Kenny?" Christophe asked
"Hum? Oh that I lent it to Stan so that he could sneak out and get Tweek some coffee." Kenny said as he slung an arm around my shoulders, I perked up
"S-So your- Ga! - getting my c-coffee!" I said smiling as I looked up at Kenny 'I was sure that if my eyes ever sparkled it would be now.'
"Course I am!" He chuckled and then he turned to face Gregory and Christophe
"I'll answer your questions once Tweek has his coffee." He said, his voice taking on a serous tone. A second later the bell went signalling lunch.
'Yay! I'm going to be reunited with my coffee!'
I was practically jumping as we walked down the corridor to the canteen, when we got there we started walking towards Kenny's table that sat; Cartman and Kyle who were currently having a verbal WW3 and Stan who was holding Kenny's orange coat and a cup of Starbucks coffee!
As we got closer the verbal WW3 ended with
"Fuck you fat ass!"
"Suck my balls Jew!"
'Cartman as strange as it seems was no longer fat once he got to 14 he grew up he was now one of the tallest people in school and he even had some muscles however even thoe his body grew up he has not, he is still the same racist Nazi loving jerk he always was... But he makes Butters happy.'
"Hiya guys~" Kenny said when we got to the table
"Hey Kenny." they said in unison, Stan handed Kenny his coat who put it on immediately
"Hey doesn't Tweek remand you guys of that animal that shakes all the time?" Eric asked around a hamburger
"What the fuck are you talking about fat ass?" Kyle asked both confused and annoyed
"You know that little animal that rich sluts carry around in there purses ." Eric said waving his hands
"... Are you talking about a chihuahua?" Kyle asked as Eric nodded finishing his hamburger, both of them started arguing (again) about, not all rich women who has a chihuahua is a slut while Cartman was saying they were.
Stan turned to face me 'And I have to say it's creepy how much he looks like Craig, he's almost a carbon copy.'
"Here's your coffee dude." he said handing me the warm cup, I leaped on Stan burying my head into his shoulder
"Thank you thank you thank you sooooo much!" I chanted gratefully while hugging him, he seemed shocked at first but soon pulled me into a tight hug pushing me closer agents his chest as he bent his head to whisper huskily into my ear
"Your welcome." I shivered involuntary. 'They even sound the same... I could close my eyes and pretend that this was Craig holding me, that it was his arms that were rapped around my waste pulling me closer and that it was his breath that was ghosting over my ear.'
I shivered again and was about to snuggle closer when I realised that this wasn't Craig...
my eyes snapped open and I ripped myself from his embrace.