Apocalypse

Craig X Tweek

Written by JEL

A sharp scream came from the tent behind them. Craig and Latch ran in.

Tweek was clutching his arm. "I-i-it burns! It burns! Oh God, it hurts!"

"What did you do?!" Craig yelled at Mira.

"I didn't DO anything! He just started screaming!"

"Yeah, like hell I believe that!"

Tweek cried. "Madi! Madi, please! It hurts!"

Latch dropped the cans he had in his arms. "I'll go get Madison!" He ran out.

Craig balled his fists. "Why can't you just leave us alone?!"

Mira did the same. "It's my RESPONSIBILITY to keep things in order! And when some idiot is interfering with our main defense, I'm going to try and stop it!"

"How the hell am I interfering with anything?!"

"Oh, please, you don't think I know what's going on with you two? When I walk in on you two making out with each other, I think that'd make it fairly obvious!"

"And what interference does that cause? It's harmless!"

"Harmless?! He has a busted shoulder and deep slashes on his arm, and that's harmless?! Yeah, maybe for YOU!"

Tweek yelled at them. "Stop it! Nngn - stop fighting! I - agnn - can talk for myself!"

Madison ran in. "Tweek! I'm here, what's wrong?!"

"My-my arm, it burns!"

"And your bleeding again! Okay, just - here, lie down!" Madison wave towards the door. "Everyone else, please get out!"

"What happened? What's wrong with Tweek?" Craig did his best to hush Ruby.

Madison spoke low and cautiously. "Well… from what's to my understanding… Tweek used his axe to cut the two slashes on his right forearm, right?"

Craig nodded.

"And, before that, he'd killed a walker with that same axe, right?"

"Yeah… What does that mean?"

"Well, this is just theoretical, but… some of that walker's blood must of gotten into Tweek's wound, and, because of that, the virus from the walker is attacking his open, unprotected cells."

"Then… then, does that mean..?" Mira trailed off.

Madi nodded. "If my logic is right, it's basically like a bite. Tweek could turn… but without any fancy equipment that the military has, we can only go on speculation. So, all we can do is wait… until then, on the chance that Tweek will be fine, I'd still like that peroxide. It'd help numb his pain, at least."

Mira ran her fingers through her blue hair. "Fuck, what the hell should we do..? With all those walkers still out there, I could send people out to possibly die, and it could be for nothing… but if I DON'T send people out, our best fighter could lose his fucking arm…"

Craig meekly stepped forward. "Could I… see Tweek..?"

Mira shot him a dirty look, which might as well as been directed at open air.

Madison rubbed her earlobe, trying to ignore the tension. "Well… I suppose so… Just try not to touch any supplies I have lying around. And I gave Tweek some ibuprofen for his shoulder, so it'd be okay for him to move as long as it isn't too intense, if you'd want to walk around camp for awhile. But he has to be back to me afterwards. I want him to sleep in my medical tent, so I can keep an eye on him."

"Right. Thank you." Craig entered the tent without hesitation.

Tweek lie on the gurnee, his right arm in a sling. He looked asleep, until Craig saw his left hand start fidgeting. It moved one finger after another, like a crawling motion. Craig hover over him for a moment.

"Hey, Tweek." He said in a low voice.

Tweek jumped. "G-gah - C-Craig! Don't scare me like that!"

Craig covered Tweek's eyes. "Sorry. How you feeling?"

Tweek sigh and brush his hand away. He had a headache. "… Horrible…"

"Yeah… this sucks… I'm so sorry…"

"For what? What'd you do?"

"Well, let me think. I pushed you off a ledge, I caused you to potentially of infected yourself, and you might get your fucking ARM cut off! Or, on the worst side of these tracks, turn into one of those mindless things!"

Tweek sat up. "Craig, I know you feel bad for what happened. And I know you're scared for me. But, I'm not worried."

"… Why not..?"

He smiled. "Because… It'll be okay… I might die, but… you'll live."

"You're not…" Craig trail off, and fade back in. "… I don't want you to die…"

"At least I… got to see you again… And the time we had was… crazy… And I'm happy that we got to hang out one more time…"

"Tweek, if you keep fucking talking like that..!" Craig snatch Tweek's hand, feeling the lingering trace of tears in his eyelids.

"Craig… It's okay… I-"

"I-I don't hate you!" He blurt.

"What..?"

"I-… I mean, I-… fuck-… I feel… the opposite of hate for you…"

"Do… Do you mean you… lo-"

"Don't say it..! I… I can say it..!" Craig's face was an uncommon shade of red for him. "I-I… I-… L-LO-LO-…"

Tweek hush him. "It's alright… you don't have to say it… I… feel the same…"

"I can say it, god damnit!"

"You don't have to." Tweek rest his head on Craig's shoulder. "I don't hate you either."

"… What, you're not still worried that I don't really mean it?"

"… Even if you don't, I might not have much time left, so… I'll ignorantly pretend you do… and I'd never know…"

Craig rest his head on the light hair. "I DO mean it…"

"I'd never know." He repeated.

"Well, know this." Craig softly connected their lips. "I won't let you die."

"AND THE SHIP SAILS!" Kenny clap like he was at the end of a play. "I KNEW IT! KNEW IT! KNEEW ITT!"

Craig gripe at him. "Of ALL the goddamn times for you to appear, it had to be NOW?"

"What? Can't a fanboy just enjoy his OTP becoming cannon?"

"OTP..?" Tweek asked. "… Cannon..?"

"Geez, you guys really don't watch anime, do you?" He shook his head. "What happened to your arm, Tweek?"

"… Long story…"

"I got time." Kenny hop onto the stretcher. "Ain't like I have anything else to do."

Craig lower his head. "… It's my fault… I knocked Tweek off the top of the wall…"

"You didn't mean to… It was an accident…" Tweek said sympathetically.

"That doesn't change that I still did it. And you cut your arm, to save me… You're hurt because of me."

"But-"

"Tweek." Mira announce as she enter the tent. "We need to discuss matters. It's important."

"… About what..?"

END PT9

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