The next two days consisted of Craig actually spending some quality time with his family. He cooked dinner for them and everyone agreed that Craig was now declared the best cook of the family. It continued with Ruby making him sit beside her while driving to school and picking her up later. He even studied, watched some TV shows, actually answered some texts from his ‚friends' at college and hang out with Kenny fucking McCormick.

Now that Stan and Kyle have sorted their shit out, Kyle was all over Stan just like Clyde was all over Token. It is annoying, but understandable, they wanted to enjoy the time they had left before Stan and Token left again. Since Tweek doesn't want to hang out with him any time soon, Craig hangs out with Jimmy once and the next day with Kenny.

It was just that Kenny dropped off his younger sister Karen at their home and then somehow invited himself inside and Craig had only said yes, because Kenny had a bag of weed with him and an hour later that were sprawled on Craig's bedroom, staring at the ceiling and were high as fuck.

Kenny is crying about Butters (well, he technically isn't crying) and eating Craig's potato chips he bought the other day. Craig is annoyed by Kenny's shit, because, man. He had it easy. He loves Butters, he knows Butters loves him back- how hard can it even be?! Right now Tweek is mad at him for whatever reason and for all Craig knows, Tweek isn't interested in him the way he is in Tweek.

His phone vibrates and Craig looks on the screen to see he got a message from Michael.

"Who is it?", Kenny asks. Craig is laying on his stomach on the floor, head rested on a pillow. Kenny is next to him, rolls over and looks over Craig's shoulder. "That guy? What the fuck is that for a name? What am I saved under? 'Hottest piece'?"

Craig shoves him off. "Worst sucker ever," he deadpans and Kenny groans. He's saved as ‚McCormick'.

"Man, I blew your fucking world," he chuckles. "Kind of literally. So, who is it?"

"Michael."

That guy 5.29pm
Meet at 7pm?

"No way? Your fuck buddy Michael? I thought it was over?"

"It is."

"It doesn't look like it is."

That was true. Craig doesn't know what he's doing, when he texts back. He blames it on the weed.

Craig 5.31pm
Man the sex was great but i dont really wanna see u ever again

Kenny laughs, takes his phone and Craig doesn't even protest, when Kenny just takes over.

That guy 5.32pm
That's not really the reason I want to meet
And thanks. Are you drunk or high?

Craig 5.33pm
Succ me
Lmao
High

That guy 5.34pm
Do you think you can do 7pm or are you too stoned?

Craig 5.35pm
U sure u dont just wanna fuck me
Wait who the fuck TOPPED
Did u take turns
I bet craigie is a bottom

Kenny turns to him and shoves Craig the phone in his face. "Tell me!"

Craig flips him off and Kenny is now on top of him, tackling him and they're both laughing. Fuck, Craig hates his high or drunk self because then he gets on perfectly fine with almost everyone (except for Stan Marsh, but that was another story). „Right now you're the bottom. Seriously, were you?"

"I'm not telling you shit, McCormick."

Kenny laughs, his face getting nearer to Craig's and grinning like an idiot. "I bet Tweek's a fine power bottom. Though I bet he'd make a fine top too."

"I'm going to fucking McKill you."

"McKill?" Kenny laughs. "That's a new one. You can try, though, I don't really die."

"He's not a fucking twink like Butters," Craig states and Kenny stares at him, speechless before he starts laughing again. He lets go of Craig, putting his hands now next to Craig's head and framing him.

"Touché, Tucker, touché. And now answer my fucking question."

"Fine! We took turns, are you happy?"

Kenny grins and Craig must admit he's pretty attractive. Like he said, most people thought he was the hottest, but it was only that he hasn't changed a bit since high school, he has lost his appeal. It was all one and the same, not like Stan. Or Tweek. Holy shit, Tweek was fucking gorgeous and Craig imagined him being on top of him now.

"Yes, Craig, I am. It makes me happy to hear you like to top and bottom. I'm the same."

"Gah!"

They didn't even notice somebody has entered the room. Craig and Kenny's glance shot immediately to the door where Tweek stood, his eyes wide open and his face even paler than usual.

"Tweek!", Kenny shouts happily and he wants to run towards him, but he forgot he's still on top of Craig, so he falls down on Craig.

"Get off me!", Craig shouts.

"I- argh- Sorry! I didn't want to storm in, your sisters let me in! Ah! I-I'm sorry, I didn't want to interrupt! Jesus!"

Craig shoves Kenny off him, who is now giggling and laughing all over the floor. Craig tries to get up and reach out to Tweek, but he's too tired, so all he does is curl his arms around Tweek's legs. "Tweek! It's been a while! I missed you!"

"Yeah, you sure do!" Tweek steps out of his hug and storms off. Wait, did he just sound pissed? Craig is too confused and stares after him and then looks over to Kenny, who laughs even harder.

"Dude, I think your guy thinks we're fucking."

"What?!"

"Just think about it! I was on top of you and we talked about our sex preferences!"

Craig stares at him and it takes him a long while until he gets what Kenny is trying to tell him. No. He'd never fuck Kenny McCormick. Alright, they had fooled around a little bit on prom and before, but that was once and a lifetime ago. Sure, whatever has been between him and Tweek had been even longer ago and for others less significant, but for Craig it meant everything.

"Do you think that's why he's so pissed?", Craig asks and it comes out as a whisper.

"Of course."

"But why?! He doesn't even like me!" Craig phone vibrates again before Kenny can actually answer his question and the blond guy reaches for it again.

"Michael writes: Who are you? Whatever, just tell Craig to meet me at 7pm at Tweek Bros. What does your fuck buddy want with Tweek?"

Craig doesn't know, maybe he's too high right now to sort some shit out properly, but he's pretty sure even if he wasn't he wouldn't know the answer. "Everything resolves around him," he answers instead. "My life's Tweek."

"Aw, you're such a sap, Craig!"

"Kenny! Can you give me a ride back?" Karen is standing at Craig's door with Ruby next to her. The younger McCormick looked too much like her older brother Kevin, even though she was much closer to Kenny.

"Karen, sweetie, I love you, to death. You know it, but…"

"You're high," Karen concludes, sighing.

"Yeah."

"Both of you?", Ruby asks and now she's looking over to Craig, who doesn't reply, because he's trying to hard to think about what Michael wants from Tweek.

"Yes, he's too," Kenny answers for him.

"Do you have some left?" Ruby tilts her head and Karen looks at her with a shocked expression.

"What? No way! Get out, you're like seventeen, you shouldn't even think about it!", Craig yells.

Ruby flips him off and it follows a short battle between the two siblings, until she groans. „How old were you when you had your first joint? Besides, it wouldn't be my first."

"I'm pretty sure he was like fifteen," Kenny said.

"Not helping, man!", Craig shouts.

Kenny smiles at him. "Sorry, man. Karen, please don't do drugs. It's not good, trust me."

"I trust you." Karen strokes his hair and Craig asks himself why he can't have such a sister like her. Maybe it's also his fault the relationship between him and Ruby was much different than the one between Karen and Kenny. „You think dad and mom will let me eat at Ruby's then?"

Why would they care? The McCormicks are poor as fuck and as far as Craig knew, Karen practically lived with her brother. „Sure, I'll drive you home later."

"Sweet!" Karen and Ruby leave again and Craig sighs. He was a horrible example of an older brother.

"Hey, I need a ride to Tweek Bros."

"I'm high and so are you! And you want to meet with Michael?!"

"Yes." Craig dials a number and he doesn't even know who he's calling. It ends up being Butters, who agrees on driving him to Tweek Bros.

By the time Butters picks them up (yes, even Karen and Kenny), they're not high anymore.

Kenny doesn't want to drive though, because he fears for anything to happen to his little sister. Always the responsible older brother.

"I don't know, man. I haven't talked with Butters ever since and…" Kenny seems really scared. "Why did you have to call Butters?!"

"I don't know, he was the first one on my list."

Kenny furrows his brows. "B? You really don't have many friends, when your first friend starts with B."

Craig flips him off and Kenny just shakes his head. "I don't know what to say."

"I don't care."

Kenny chews on his bottom lip and then groans. "I want to tell him the truth, but I'm an asshole and-"

"Kenny, just shut the fuck up, talk with him and tell him how much you love him." Craig and Kenny were standing outside and in this moment, Butters drove by with his car and the window down.

"I hate you, Tucker, I really do," Kenny hisses at him, when he notices Butters' shocked face.

"You made Tweek think we're fucking," Craig shoots back.

"Uh, hi, fellas." Butters gets out of the car and looks down on his shoes.

"Butters-"

"Oh, my ride is here!" Karen runs through the door and to Butters. "Hi, Butters!"

"Hey, Karen." She sits down on the backseat and Craig does too, because nobody questions the fact that Kenny totally has to sit next to Butters. So they do and it's awkward at first, because nobody says anything.

"Drop Karen off first," Kenny says after a while. "And then Craig at Tweek Bros.."

"Alright." Butters nods and another silence follows. After they drop off Karen, it's even more awkward and Craig really wishes he was somewhere else. Instead, he has to again be the third wheel. When will this ever stop?

"Butters?"

"Y-Yeah, Kenny?"

"Can we… Talk afterwards?"

Butters looks at him, smiles and nods. "Yeah, Ken, I'd really like that."

"Good." Kenny smiles back at him and Craig even catches himself smile too, when Kenny puts his hand on Butters', who flinches first, and then blushes hard. Then he remembers he's Craig and thinks Kenny is a pain in the ass and stops smiling. He has a fucking reputation to hold up.

They drop Craig off at Tweek Bros and he wonders if Tweek will be there. Hopefully he will be, because he then can set things straight, because he sure as hell isn't fucking Kenny. Or Michael, well, not anymore.

He's ten minutes too late and spots Tweek immediately. He isn't behind the counter, no, instead he's sitting next to that Pete kid and across from Michael. What was happening?!

"You're late," Pete says, when Craig approaches them.

Craig simply ignores him. "Tweek? What are you doing here?"

"I work here," he says and looks down.

Craig looks to Michael. "You wanted to meet me at Tweek's workspace with your lover?"

Michael sighs. "It doesn't matter anymore, you're late." Well, Michael doesn't deny the fact that Pete's his lover so it has to mean that they are. Well, how many more couples will find each other during this short time period?

"What?"

"We wanted to apologize," Michael explains. "For dragging you into our drama. I would apologize to you too, but you told Stan, Kyle and Butters about us, while I didn't even tell Henrietta, Firkle or Pete."

Craig doesn't know what to say, so instead he looks to Tweek, who avoids making eye contact at him.

"I still don't like you, Craig Tucker," Pete says and Craig shrugs.

"I don't care."

Pete doesn't reply to that. Instead, he gets down from his chair. "Let's go and let these two talk."

Michael nods and before they walk away, he puts his hand on Craig's shoulder. "Don't mess up what I just fixed," he tells him and Craig still doesn't know what the fuck was going on, so he sits down across from Tweek, who is finally looking up to him.

They don't say anything for a very long while. The silence between them is awkward and uncomfortable as hell.

"Dear Tweek," Craig starts to break the ice. "You remind me of the Green Racer."

"What?" Tweek is confused.

"It's one of the letters I wrote to you."

"You- No way, I would remember if you compared me to the Red Racer's love interest!" Then Tweek blushed and Craig smiles.

"I never sent that letter," he explains.

"N-no?"

"Nope." He pops the ‚p' again, hoping to get a reaction out of Tweek and it does. The boy curls his mouth into a half smile and Craig loves that he finally sees it again. "I told you I wrote tons of letters to you I never sent."

"I know, but I r-really didn't know you had many! Like, for real?"

Craig wants to shrug it off, because it's probably creepy, but he doesn't. "Yeah."

"Now you should really let m-me read them sometime then," Tweek says and Craig smiles. He doesn't reply, because no way he'd show them Tweek, because they're awful and embarrassing as fuck.

"I'm sorry," Tweek mumbles after some time.

"What?"

"I said I'm s-sorry! Gah, please don't make me say it again."

"Alright, but what for?"

"For ignoring you? Don't ask me why I did it. I don't know why I was angry at you, I had n-no right to. I was just pissed, because it was… so fucking ironic. I thought it was a joke." Craig really loved it when Tweek swore, even though he had no idea what he was talking about.

"I don't get it."

"I-I read your messages to Michael, man! A-And you were talking about- hooking up or like… Have sex." He even whispered the last part, which was too precious. "I mean, remember when I made up that stupid story w-when we broke up for the first time?! How I went through your messages, and you were texting some Michael guy and were cheating on me?"

Craig stares at him for a few seconds until his memories come back and then he laughs. His laughter is so loud, everyone in the shop turns around to look at him, so Craig covers his mouth. Only Tweek can make him laugh that hard. "Sorry. Fuck, I totally forgot that. That really is ironic."

"I know. That's why I was mad I g-guess, but it's okay, I'm over it."

"Good, because you should know me and Michael aren't a thing. Really." Not that Tweek would actually care. „Seriously, the last time we had sex was like six months ago and the other day when he asked I couldn't do it because-" you were all that's on my mind. Craig clears his throat. „Whatever."

"I know. Michael and Pete explained it all to me."

Well, those two do seem to be good for something. "And I also don't fuck Kenny. I mean, if you thought that."

Tweek stares at him and his face is turning red and Craig knows that his is too. "I-I… well, it's none of my business."

"I know. I just… thought you should know. I detest the idea of McCormick and me, uh." Craig scratches the back of his head. "He's with Butters now by the way."

"What? No way!"

And then the awkward moment is over. Craig nods and they talk like all of that hasn't happened and Tweek gets him something to drink. They're totally fine again and Craig is happy, even though he really wants them to be more than just fine.