Walking down the street in his Red Racer pajama pants and baggy t-shirt, Craig wished he had put on more clothes before heading to the other side of town. Wrapping his arms around himself, he quickened his pace. He could see the train tracks in the distance. He was nearly there.

Once to Kenny's house he walked around back to Kenny's room. Sure enough the light was already on. Craig slid the window open carefully before entering the room. To his surprise the room was empty. Feeling it was probably in his best interest to stay put he sat down on the edge of the bed and waited for the blonde to return. God knows what he would find if he tried to adventure out of the room into the rest of the house.

A few minutes later the blonde emerged clearly not noticing Craig sitting and waiting. He took this to his advantage and launched himself at Kenny, pinning him down viliontely.

"What the fuck man!" Kenny yelled while thrashing in an attempt to get away.

"Sorry. I have something serious to talk to you about."

Kenny calmed down a bit but still held an angered glare, "What? Why couldn't this wait? I have to get to work soon ya know!"

"Did you help Cartman put those pictures everywhere? You better tell the truth." Craig tightened his grip on the other boy's wrists to emphasize his point.

"No! Why the fuck would I help that fat fuck? He's lucky he didn't get in trouble for committing another hate crime or something!"

"But he's dating Kyle. I don't get why he fucked with us in the first place. He's technically one of us!" Craig let Kenny up so he could start getting dressed for the day.

"I know. I helped give them a little push."

"Well why's he messing with us? Because we're gay for each other or something? That doesn't make any sense."

Kenny shook his head, "He's not. He just had a flaw in his plan…like he always does. He was just being a dick for shits and gigs. He wasn't targeting you for any other reason than to get a laugh. Why exactly are you here anyway?"

Craig ran a hand over his face, "Tweek and I just realized that he'd have to have a helper. We were on the second floor. Neither of us have ever seen him capable of climbing the rope in gym or anything like that, so we thought he'd have someone else climb a tree to get the pics of us or something."

"But why here? Why did you ask me?"

Craig sighed again, "I didn't think that you did. I just had to be sure. You guys have history. Hell he probably still thinks you're his best friend! We're pretty desperate. We kicked Cartman's ass but if he had help I want to make sure we teach that fucker a lesson too."
"Well it wasn't me. I have a feeling about who would have done it though. Have you talked to Kyle or Butters yet? They'd get you closer to your goal. Anyway, I gotta get to work. When you find out who spied on your 'sexy time' let me know. I'll help kick their ass." Kenny smirked.

"Thanks man. We appreciate it."

With that Craig climbed back out of Kenny's bedroom window and out into the cold early morning air. The walk back to his own house wasn't nearly as unpleasant as the walk to Kenny's. Luckily, it was only a few blocks away from his place.

Later that morning, once at school, Craig decided to change up his morning routine. He had sent Tweek to find Butters in the hopes that he could get some information out of him. Craig made his way toward the science lab. He was hoping he could catch Kyle there alone. Sneaking up to the door to get a peek into the window he noticed that neither Stan nor Cartman were with him.

"Hey."

Kyle looked up from his equations to find Craig. He looked confused as to why he would come in to the lab anyway. "What do you want?"

"I just need to talk to you about last week." Craig sat at the desk in front of the ginger haired boy.

"What? That Cartman was stupid and then you kicking his ass? Or him being a douche all last week or…did you…find out about us?" Kyle looked less confident now.

"All of the above now that you say something. First, why Cartman? I thought you were gay for Stan?"

Kyle sighed, "Well, Stan's not into guys anyway, so that doesn't matter and to be completely honest, I have no idea how Cartman and I got together. It just kind of happened."

"What do you mean?"

"After the party Stan, Cartman, Kenny, and I went back to Cartman's place. My mom would flip if she knew I was at a party with girls, plus Stan's mom would be mad if she found out too and Kenny's house is obviously a no go. Well we got there and like usual, Cartman's mom brought us snacks and stuff. We were all just bull shitting before bed when Kenny decided to bring up the 'hilarious' kiss. Cartman made some Jew jokes like he usually does, but somehow this time was different. I don't know how it happened but one minute we were yelling at each other and the next thing I know I'm surrounded by fire. That's the best way I can describe it. It just well…happened."

Craig leaned forward a little more in seat. The story was slightly interesting to him but he was more interested in Cartman's henchman. "Well what about the picture incident from last week?"

"I don't know anything about that really. He had mentioned that he had the best black mail on you guys, then proceeded in showing us you giving head. Butters was with him when he was showing us but I didn't think anything of it at the time. Cartman drags Butters along for his stupid adventures all the time."

Craig stood up from his spot, "See you later then."

Once back into the hall, Craig looked for his blob of blonde hair. After making a few turns down the halls he finally found him. Craig walked up as sneakily as he could. Luckily he was able to catch the jumpy, blonde off guard by wrapping his arms around his waist. "Hey babe."

"GAH! Craig what the hell!" Tweek jumped around to face him.

"I couldn't help it. It was sooo funny!"

Tweek punched him in the arm and started walking to his class. "A-ass hole."

"Oh oh you know how I like it. Keep talking dirty." Craig teased. "AH no! Shut up! You're being embarrassing!" Tweek whined, a blush creeping up his features.

"I'm just playing, calm down. Hey, I did get a little more information from Kyle."

"That's good but I really need to get to class."

"Ok babe. See ya later." Craig kissed Tweek's cheek before turning around and heading the opposite direction towards his own class.

Later that evening Craig and Tweek found themselves in front of the Stotch residence. Kyle's lead had paid off and now that they were no longer on school grounds the pair were ready to serve out some vigilante justice. Craig led the way, once Butters's mom let them in, he was done for.

"Butter's is up in his room boys. Make your visit short, Butter's is grounded."

"Why is he grounded?" Tweet asked, "Well he got a little agitated after school today and starting cursing in front of his father."

Craig and Tweek made there way to Butter's door not even bothering with knocking, "Hey Butters we hear that you're a great photographer. We were wondering could you do some couple photos?"

Butters jumped in surprise, "H-hey fellas! W-who uh told you about that?"

"GAH! We know! We've been asking around. What t-the hell, man! I thought w-we were friends!" Tweek yelled jabbing his finger into Butters's chest.

"W-we are! I swear!" Butters yelled back throwing his arms up in defense.

"Then why did you help Cartman take pictures of us? I mean what the fuck? That was very private and you made very public!" Craig crossed his arms, "I think it's safe to say, since you hurt us, we're going to hurt you. Gotta keep it fair."

Butters ducked down arms flailing above his head, "Wait! Fellas! Fellas! Don't hurt me! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

"Why shouldn't we? AH! I thought you were my f-friend."

"I didn't want to!"

Craig and Tweek looked over at each other confused, what the hell did that mean? "What?"

Butters began to tear up, the sound coming out with his words, "I'm sorry! I just…I don't want to help Eric all the time. I mean sure sometimes it's fun but usually he's just being a big jerk to people. I would say no but I just need a way to compete! He's always going on and on about Jews and Kyle! Do you know what it feels like? To have the person you love be completely in love with someone else?" Butters tears were free flowing now, openly sobbing in front of his classmates.

Tweek reached out and put a hand on Butter's trembling shoulder, "It's ok. GAH! Just…Just never do it again! Don't go along with Cartman's stuff. W-we won't hurt you unless you do it again." Tweek pulled Craig's arm, clearly not leaving room for discussion on Craig's part.

It was bad enough the impressionable kid was love but he couldn't imagine what it would feel like if Craig didn't love him back. Would they even still be friends? Would Craig even notice? His mind was reeling back to how things began. If they had never gone to Bebe's party this might not have ever happened. He wouldn't know what this feeling felt like. All of this scared him. Did Craig love him too? Was he going to end up like Butters too? Would Craig lose feelings and find someone else? He had to do something about it. He needed to know Craig's true feelings.