Time for romantic flying scenes! Two of them, in fact. So that's what's happening here.
By the way, so you people will stop bugging us, no, it wasn't a typo. Kenny is in Heaven and Hell. Yes, we will explain it eventually so please stop asking.
Chapter 7 – The Flight
Kyle clung desperately to Stan as the angel flew through the air. It wasn't until this very moment when he remembered that he was rather afraid of heights. He gripped Stan harder, trying hard not to start hyperventilating. He felt Stan gently rub his back.
"You doing all right there, Kyle?" he called. Kyle shivered.
"If I pretend I'm not flying hundreds of feet above the ground with a being that shouldn't exist, then I'm fine!" Kyle replied breathlessly.
Stan look down at Kyle and saw the terrified look on his face. Smiling softly, he flew closer the ground and slowed down a bit. Kyle relaxed his grip a bit on Stan, so he could breathe again. Now that he was no longer close to death, Kyle could look out over the water that they were flying over.
The sun's rays made the ocean sparkle and shine with orange and yellow. Seagulls flew overhead, squawking and flying happily. Kyle let out a little sigh. This wasn't so bad. He could get used to a view like this.
A small patch of land came into view and this is where Stan landed. He set Kyle down on his feet who wobbled a little before regaining balance. As Kyle leaned against a tree, trying to stop himself from passing out, Stan quickly glanced around, making sure they hadn't been followed. Luckily it looks as though they hadn't been.
When he turned back around, he was a little startled to see Kyle staring at him. "What'd you bring me here for?" he wondered.
Stan tried not to grow nervous or embarrassed. "Oh, I needed to rest my wings," he replied in a half-lie, "I'm not used to carrying things for a long distance."
Kyle shrugged, seemingly ok with that answer. Stan watched him wander around the little patch of land, looking to see what was there. He took a few steps in one direction, a couple of steps in another direction, then turned to Stan.
"Ok, I'm bored now," he announced. Stan had to resist the urge to smile. His rather uncaring and slightly cynical attitude was one of things that drew Stan to Kyle.
"Would you like to go back now?" he asked.
"Yes, please," Kyle replied, "Being surrounded by all this ocean is kind of unnerving."
Stan let out a small laugh before wrapping his arms around Kyle, who did the same. As soon as he was sure Kyle had a good grip on him, Stan spread his wings and leapt up into the air. He reminded himself not to fly up too high as his wings beat powerfully.
They glided across the ocean, with Kyle's feet just barely skimming the surface of the water. He was a little apprehensive, but he trusted Stan enough not to suddenly drop him. He was relieved when the shore got closer and closer.
Finally, Stan flew over to a remote part of the beach and gently set Kyle down. Again, he stumbled a little before regaining his balance. He put a hand on Stan's shoulder to steady himself and let out a little puff of air.
"Thanks for the ride," he said. Stan grinned at him.
"No problem," he replied, "I really like hanging out with you."
"Yeah, of the two invisible beings who constantly visit me, you're definitely the more tolerable one," Kyle commented.
Stan let out a small laugh and tried hard not to blush. He didn't want anyone thinking he was attracted to Kyle or anything. He had a girlfriend in Paradise! He cleared his throat and looked over at the boy.
"Um, so, what are you doing for the rest of the day?" he asked, trying not to sound so nervous. Kyle shrugged.
"I'm probably going to go hang out with Token," he replied, "A couple of demons have been tormenting him a lot lately, and it's giving him a lot of bad luck."
"Well, um, perhaps I should come along," Stan suggested, "I could keep those demons away from your friend."
"Sure, if you want to," Kyle answered, "Just try not to make me look too crazy in front of Token, please."
"I make no promises."
…
Craig and Tweek flew out over the city, heading towards the country side where they would be less likely to be spotted together. Craig had to constantly slow down and wait for Tweek, who had obviously not flown for any real distance or time in quite a while. He turned over in the air, so it was like he was laying on his back and looked back at Tweek. The angel was flapping his large wings in an attempt to keep up. Craig smiled and slowed down until Tweek was right beside him.
"How are you holding up?" he asked, trying to hide the grin forming on his face, "You getting tired yet?"
Tweek looked at him, a small frown on his face. "I can keep up just fine!" he insisted, "I'm just not used to flying so much. And I'm not getting tired!"
"If you say so," Craig chuckled.
They entered the country side as the sun started to set, lighting the sky in brilliant warm colors. Tweek sighed a little as he watched the sunset. There was just something so calming and relaxing about it that always managed to soothe Tweek. He didn't even realize that Craig was staring at him.
"You know, some might say what we're doing right now is pretty romantic," Craig joked, drawing Tweek from his thoughts, "You know, with the sunset and us flying together. Wouldn't you agree?"
It took a moment for Tweek to fully process Craig's words and when he did, he nearly fell out of the sky in shock. "GAH! Romantic!? This isn't romantic! Why would you say something like that?!" he shouted at the demon.
Craig couldn't help but laugh at the angel's reaction. "Calm down!" he urged, "I was just messing with you! I don't even believe in romance!"
Tweek couldn't help but blush in embarrassment from his over the top reaction. "R-Right," he muttered, "I know. Er, I knew you were kidding."
"Heh, sure you did," Craig replied with a grin. Then, unexpectedly, he started flying upside-down again and flew underneath Tweek. Before the angel could ask what he was doing, Craig wrapped his arms around him and pressed him against his body. Tweek yelped in surprise.
"AH! What are you doing!?" he cried.
"Relax," Craig purred in a soothing voice (and also somehow managing to stay in the air,) "Just trust me."
Tweek didn't want to trust him, but when he looked down into Craig's eyes he found himself relaxing in spite of himself. He knew it could be extremely dangerous to trust a demon with anything, but rational thought was not reaching Tweek's brain right now.
Craig smiled up at him then flipped them both over in the air. Tweek let out a tiny squeak at the sudden movement and clung desperately to Craig, panting rapidly. The demon chuckled and pressed Tweek tighter against him.
"Don't worry," he said, "We're just having fun."
Tweek blinked up at him with wide eyes. "Fun?" he repeated in a small voice, as if he had never heard the word before.
"Yeah," Craig replied, "Haven't you done anything before just for fun?"
Trembling slightly, Tweek shook his head. "N-Not really," he muttered, "My parents were very strict when I was alive and I never really got time to myself. Then when I went to Paradise, I was really paranoid about… things." He didn't want to tell Craig that he thought demons were planning on attacking. He was afraid he would grow angry and hurt him.
Craig smirked down at him. "Wow," he said, "You really did need this." Tweek felt himself blush a little.
"I guess so," he murmured. Craig let out a little huff of laughter.
"Come on, we're gonna go have some fun," he decided. He let go of Tweek just enough so that he could fly on his own, but he still held his hand. Tweek was glad Craig was taking the lead. That way he couldn't see him blushing like crazy.
The two flew across the country side until they were back in the city headed towards the beach. They landed near their rock and the shack. Craig sat down in the sand and pulled Tweek down with him.
"Nng! This is just the beach!" Tweek pointed out, "What's fun out here?"
Craig scoffed. "Are you kidding? People love the beach!" he exclaimed, "Here, watch this." Standing up, Craig took a deep breath. He closed his eyes and channeled his demonic powers and slowly the sand started to shift. Tweek "eep!"-ed with fear and quickly scrambled to hide behind the rock. Craig didn't take any notice and continued to shape the sand with his powers. When he opened his eyes, there stood a large, magnificent sand castle.
"See?" he asked in a proud voice, not even noticing that Tweek was no longer beside him, "Neat, huh?"
Tweek slowly peeked out from behind the rock to see what Craig had done. He had built a large sand castle that stood a good foot taller than Craig. It looked just like a medieval castle with careful details down to every last brick and window. On the front of the castle was a sand banner that read "Castle Tweek."
Blinking in surprise, Tweek walked over and stood beside Craig. "Y-You made that?" he asked in awe, "F-For me?"
"Yep," Craig replied proudly. He watched as Tweek cautiously approached the castle and inspected it. He stretched out one wing and brushed at the sand with a feather. The castle held firm. Tweek looked back at a Craig.
"This is really well made," he commented, "I didn't know demons could make something like this." Craig shrugged nonchalantly.
"Most demons don't use their powers to create things," he said, "They usually only destroy. But I don't like doing that." There was a moment of silence between them. "Um, come on, I want to show you other things you can do at the beach."
For the next half hour or so, Craig and Tweek played together on the beach. Tweek tried using his own powers to make a sand castle for Craig. It wasn't nearly as impressive as the one Craig had made, as admittedly Tweek didn't use his angelic powers very often, but Craig still praised him all the same. After that they drew huge drawings in the sand. Craig drew a picture of Clyde while Tweek drew his worst nightmare: decaf coffee. When Craig had finished his drawing of his friend, he suddenly started chasing Tweek around the beach, growling at him in a playful over-the-top manner. He caught the angel around the waist and they both fell to the sand in a giggling pile of limbs and wings.
"Wow," Tweek laughed as Craig lightly pinned him down, "I don't think I've ever had this much fun before!" He looked up at Craig with sparkling eyes. "Thank you for making me do this. I really needed this."
Craig smiled softly down at the angel. "You're welcome, Tweek," he replied, "I have a lot of fun being around you."
The two stared into each other's eyes and their faces slowly relaxed. Craig suddenly felt a powerful urge to do… something. He suddenly found himself leaning down at the exact same time Tweek was reaching up. Their lips met in the middle and they found themselves kissing each other deeply. They wrapped their arms around each other, pulling each other in tight.
Craig had never kissed anyone so passionately before. Sure, he had made out with a few girls, but they were hot make out sessions, not slow careful kissing like this. And he had never felt anything for those girls quite like how he was feeling now. His heart was like a drum in his chest, and he had never felt more alive. Bebe had nothing on this.
Tweek had never kissed anyone before, so this was new to him. He didn't even know what had compelled him to lean up to kiss Craig, but now that he was it somehow felt so right. Craig's lips fit perfectly against his own, and in that moment, all of his fears and paranoid conspiracies had completely vanished. All that mattered at the moment was kissing Craig as deeply as possible.
He could start panicking when he finally stopped kissing Craig.
I want to end this right there and make my sister pick it up in her chapter. So, it's probably going to start with some drama and denial and all that good stuff. What's gonna happen next? Stay tuned to find out!
