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He wasn't sure what time he woke up, but all Craig knew was that he had a splitting headache and stiff neck. Looking around, he noticed it was still dark, so it couldn't be too late, right? He grappled for his phone on the floor of the car, trying not to disturb the blonde sleeping on his chest. Finally grabbing it, he clicked the home button, reading the time. One forty three. Okay, so not incredibly late. He noticed a few missed calls from Stan and one from Token. Unlocking his phone, he pressed Stan's name, holding it to his ear. Thankfully in his sleep, Tweek still gave off a magical aura.

"Oh great, you're alive."

"Hello, honey, nice to hear your voice." Craig snorted, his voice a murmur.

"You said you were gonna call!"

"We fell asleep," He tilted his neck to each side, sighing as he felt it crack. "We're at the place our dads do their Jack Daniels witch costume bull shit thing." Stan let out a laugh.

"Fuck, I forgot about that."

"How? It happened every year for, like, five years of our lives." He chuckled, stroking Tweek's hair and resting his chin on top of his head.

"Mmm, got me there. Anyways, do you need us to come get you still? We're all just hanging at Token's." Craig thought a moment.

"If it isn't too much of a bother."

"Not at all. Be there in fifteen."

"Thanks, dude." He hung up, tossing the phone back on the floor before he shook Tweek lightly. The smaller boy grunted, burying his face into Craig's chest.

"'m not moving." He grumbled, Craig smiling a bit.

"Stan and Token are on their way. We're going to Token's." Tweek hummed, lifting his head slowly and wiping the drool off the corner of his mouth.

"Can we stop at your house first? I want to make sure Pluto is okay." Craig nodded, helping Tweek look somewhat orderly. He started buttoning his shirt up for him.

"Yeah I'm sure that could be arranged." Sure enough, Stan and Token pulled up in Token's car fifteen minutes later, Stan hoping out and walking over to the car.

"Keys?" Craig snorted, tossing him the key ring.

"You're awfully pushy."

"I just love this car."

"Marry it, why don't you?" Craig chuckled, grabbing the tequila bottle off the passenger's seat and climbing up front next to Stan. As they pulled away, Tweek kept his head tilted back, watching the stars paint the sky once more. He eventually let his head drop to the side, watching the buildings pass as they drove. His stomach twisted as they passed the aquarium, a small whimper escaping his lips as he watched people talk out front of it. Was it Luis? Or was it Blake? Was it both? He didn't see who it was, but whoever it was, he hated them. He loathed that place and the people in it. Well, except Wendy, but she quit, so it's okay to say that now. "Swing by my place." Craig instructed, Stan nodding as they pulled into the driveway.

"I'll be back." Tweek murmured, rushing up to the door as he tried to focus on walking. His head was spinning, but he didn't feel as sick this time after drinking. He walked up to Craig's room, Pluto asleep in the tank. He was an o. cyanea octopus, which meant he was a daytime octopus, so he slept during the night whenever Tweek did. The blonde smiled, placing a gentle kiss to the side of the tank so he didn't disturb him. He grabbed a lightweight jacket and tugged it on, searching the room for his conch shell. Of course, Pluto was on top of it, so he carefully reached into the tank. Once his hand was on it, he pulled it out from beneath Pluto very carefully, the octopus never moving. He sighed once he had his hands on the smooth conch, hugging it to his chest as he walked downstairs. Tweek was starting to feel really homesick, but the conch offered him some kind of consolation. Hoping back into the car, he gave the two dark haired boys in the front a small smile, hiding the shell in a pocket inside his jacket, the weight offering some comfort to him. The drive to Token's was relatively quiet due to the hour in which they were awake. It was almost two forty five in the morning by the time they pulled up to Token's, the three walking outback to sit around the pool with everyone else. It was calm, everyone talking quietly amongst themselves as Kenny, Clyde, Bebe, and Token floated in the pool. The group offered a soft murmur of hellos to the three, Tweek sitting next to Wendy on a lawn chair. She smirked a bit at Tweek, poking the hickey peeking out over the collar of his shirt.

"Have fun tonight?" She whispered, Craig sitting on the ledge of the pool with his feet in the water. Tweek blushed, smirking a bit.

"Yeah…lots of fun." Wendy chuckled, glancing at Stan.

"Me too…he finally kissed me." Tweek grinned, laying back on the lawn chair with her. It was a tight squeeze, but they were thin enough that they managed to make it work.

"Yeah? Seems like everyone had good luck tonight." Tweek chuckled, Wendy laughing.

"Seems like it huh?" They laid there a little longer, talking quietly amongst themselves. Suddenly, Tweek shot up, eyes wide as he frantically looked around. A dull pain appeared behind his eyes, much like what Craig used to experience when they were separated. Whining, he dug the heels of his hands into his eyes, stumbling to his feet.

"Dude, you okay?" Kenny asked, furrowing his brows from the pool. Tweek let out a shaky breath, yelling out in pain as his side started to hurt.

"The fuck is wrong with your jacket?!" Clyde yelled, Tweek throwing his hands back to his sides. He frantically looked down, noticing a soft glow coming from the inside pocket.

"Fuck! Fuck, n-no!" He rummaged through the jacket, ripping the shell out. It was hot in his hands, practically dropping it as he held the conch. Tweek didn't even need to hold it to his ear to hear the voice.

"-we're so worried about you, Tweek. We miss you so much. It's been almost two months without you." Tweek let out a sob, everyone falling quiet at the unfamiliar voice coming through the shell.

"Mom! M-Mom, I'm okay!" He sobbed.

"Tweek?! T-Tweek, honey, is that you?!" Craig stared in disbelief, the sound of Tweek's mother unreal to him. They were thousands of miles away, but the love for her son knew no boundaries.

"Yes! M-Mom, it's me!" His voice was so high that Craig would've assumed he was a child if he didn't know it was Tweek. Then again, Tweek was forcefully removed from his home and thrown into a small enclosure for a month. Now, he made the difficult decision to give up everything he's known in an effort to be with Craig, and he couldn't imagine just how scary that all had to be.

"Son?!" It was a male voice. "Son, you-you can hear us?!"

"Y-Yeah! Dad, mom, shit, I-I'm sorry! I-I got too close to the shore and trusted a h-human I shouldn't have trusted! He-he betrayed me!" He sobbed, one hand tugging at his curls.

"Where are you, son?"

"Colorado!"

"How in the name of Poseidon did you end up in Colorado?!" His father asked, worry in his voice.

"I-I don't know! But-but I'm going to come home! I…gave up my tail."

"WHAT?!" They both yelled at the same time.

"But-but don't worry! I-I met someone! He's going to help me!"

"Tweek, what were you thinking?!"

"I was t-thinking that I can't get back to you with a tail so I-I needed legs!" There was a pause.

"He has a point, Richard."

"Yes, Mary, I'm aware." Tweek smiled a bit at their banter.

"Tweek, sweetie, we were trying to contact you because we had to leave the reef." Tweek's face fell.

"What?! W-What do you mean?!"

"There were people growing suspicious of us being here, so the entire village evacuated. Don't worry, we have your things! But-but it was too dangerous there. We all would've been captured if we-"

"R-Richard-Richard there's a boat!"

"Shit! Tweek, we have to go!"

"W-What?! No! Don't-"

"We love you, Tweek! You're so smart! We know you'll get home! We love you!" His mom said, and the glow of the shell faded. Tweek's shaky breathing filled the silent yard, hot tears falling down his cheeks.

"M-Mom? D-dad?" He choked out, hands shaking with frustration and a sense of dread. Were his parents okay?! How was their reef discovered?! What about his friends?! "Mom! D-dad!" He screamed this time, yelling in frustration as he fell into a fit of hysterics. Wendy jumped to action, grabbing the conch from his hands as he reached his arm up to smash it.

"Tweek, no!" She yelled, grabbing it and tugging it out of his hand and setting it aside. Kenny climbed out of the pool, grabbing Tweek's wrists so he didn't pull his hair out.

"Dude, look at me." He said, Tweek yelling in frustration as he fell into a panic attack.

"Craig!" Wendy yelled, the dark haired boy still in shock from hearing Tweek's parents. Snapping out of his daze, he shot up, rushing over to Tweek.

"Hey-hey, honey, look at me," Tweek gasped at the pet name, his breath wheezing as he struggled to get his breath. He groaned, his mother's voice saying the pet name in his head. With a scream, he started biting at his arms, Craig lunging forward. "Knock it off!" he yelled, trying to open Tweek's jaw. Pulling away from his arm, Tweek tossed his head back, squirming under Kenny's grip.

"Pool! W-Water!" Tweek finally screeched out, legs kicking. Kenny stumbled forward as Tweek let his legs give out, sobbing hysterically and lying limp under the boy's grip on his wrists. He kept calling out for his parents, chest heaving as he tried to gather the words and air he so desperately needed. Craig started unbuttoning his shirt while Wendy unlaced his boots. Tugging his clothes off while Tweek was writhing and struggling to breathe properly was a challenging task, but they somehow got him down to his boxers. Once Tweek realized that he was in his boxers, he shoved his way free, quickly wading into the water. Everyone in the pool moved out of his way, Tweek holding his hands out to lift them all out of the water. Clyde screamed while Bebe and Token watched in awe as they were set on the ground, Tweek diving under and freezing the top of the water over. They all fell silent, Wendy staring at the conch shell on the chair.

"What…is this shell?" She picked it up, studying it carefully.

"Forget the-the sh-shell! Wh-wh-what the fuck j-just happened?!" Jimmy yelled, everyone too afraid to move in fear something else may happen. Token bit his lip, looking at Craig.

"Dude, you probably don't want to hear this, but I think we need to seriously consider taking him home…" Craig closed his eyes, a lump in his throat. He wasn't sad, no, but Tweek was. He felt that sadness, just like that day in Token's bathroom when they dyed his hair. He nodded, opening his eyes. He carefully walked out onto the ice, standing above Tweek. He tapped his shoe against the ice, noticing the blonde look up at him. Yelling in surprise, the ice beneath him broke open but immediately closed upon him being completely submerged. Craig immediately took a mental note to never do this on Stark's Pond ever again, because being trapped under ice is not comforting. However, since Tweek was with him, he was able to breath under the water. The blonde was curled in on himself at the bottom of the pool, Craig floating gently to the ground next to him. He reached his arms out, tugging Tweek into them and holding him against his chest. Craig noticed he was silent now, bite marks littering his arms.

"Tweek…" He murmured, the feeling of talking in water odd but…kind of exciting. He ran his thumb over a particularly rough bite, burying his face into the blonde's hair.

"I-I miss them." He whispered eventually, face buried into Craig's neck. The raven haired boy nodded, holding him tighter.

"I know, Tweek," He glanced up at the surface, all their friends watching with concern. He felt a sense of pride knowing his friends cared just as much for Tweek as he did. "We'll get you back."

Craig made the executive decision to finally take Tweek home. Well, it would still be a few weeks, but at the end of the month, they were taking Tweek back to the ocean. They all worked together to hatch a plan over the course of the last three weeks of school. They would all road trip out to Los Angeles, which is where Craig used to beach at his uncle's beach house. Once there, they would spend a few days exploring the city (so Tweek could see it), and then they would go out on a boat to roughly the same area in which Tweek and Craig met. Sure, it would be weird knowing that once the two were in the water, everyone knew they would be having sex, but everyone seemed to be alright with the notion once Tweek explained everything. Well, Cartman had some rejections, but after a quick punch in the arm from Kenny, Stan, and even Kyle, he was on board. It was a few days before they would be making the trip out and Craig was sitting with his mom in the back yard, Tweek and Tricia doing something while Thomas worked late that night. Craig clearly had something on his mind, Laura noting the way he was hunched over with his elbows resting on his knees and right leg moving rapidly.

"Talk to me." She finally said, sipping at her wine. Craig blinked, looking up. Tweek was close enough that his hearing was decent.

"About?"

"Whatever is on your mind," She chuckled, swirling the wine in her glass. "You're my baby boy. I know when something is on your mind." Craig bit his lip, blushing a bit.

"Well…there's two things," He sat up, running his sweating palms over his thighs as he thought about what he wanted to say. "I…have to have sex with Tweek in order for him to get his tail back." Laura blinked, humming a bit.

"Really?"

"Y-Yeah…in the ocean…I don't know how that's gonna work, but…fuck, Mom, I'm nervous." He admitted, cheeks dusted red. Laura thought the confession was adorable. As much as she didn't want to imagine her boy having sex, he was eighteen. He found a boy he really cared about, and even though she knew of his previous sex life with Kyle, this time there was a purpose.

"Why are you nervous? You've had sex before."

"Yeah…but…this is him." Laura smiled a bit.

"You love him." Craig's face stood still, his entire body tensing. He hadn't realized it. How could he have been so blind?! Groaning, he dropped his head to his hands, nodding slowly.

"I-I do." His mom tossed her head back as she laughed.

"Why so bashful?!"

"Because here's the second thing I'm thinking about." Tugging a crumbled up piece of paper out of his sweatshirt pocket, he passed it over to his mother. She gently flattened it on her lap, face falling as she saw it. It was a wanted poster (she didn't even know they still made those), but it was for her son. She read the poster quickly.

WANTED: Craig Tucker, for the theft of a valuable creature from the South Park Aquarium, assault on the owner's nephew, and trespassing. If seen, please call the South Park Police department. Do NOT approach. Suspect has violent tendencies.

"Violent tendencies?" She sneered, grimacing at the paper in her hands.

"That's what I said! I mean, yeah I beat the shit out of his nephew, but he deserved it! He's the reason why Tweek ended up in that place." He explained, Laura nodding as she set her wine down on the table next to her. She sighed, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

"You have to be careful," She said, taking her sons hands in hers and looking him in the eyes. "If this aquarium dude is serious, he could've called other counties. Hell, maybe even other states! You have to be careful when you go out the next couple of days, okay?" She thought a moment. "Don't tell your father I basically told you to avoid the law." Craig snorted, leaning his forehead against his moms.

"I won't…and I'll be careful…thanks, mom." He murmured, Laura smirking a bit. She tangled a hand into her son's hair, scratching lightly at the hairs on the base of his neck.

"You have a boy upstairs who cares for you deeply. He's counting on you to get him home," She kissed his nose, laughing softly. "Don't get caught by the fucking cops."

The cars were packed and they bid farewell to their parents, all excited to even take a road trip. They would take Route 70 through Utah and Colorado before taking Route 15 through Nevada and into California all the way to Los Angeles. They were taking three cars: Craig's, Token's, and Bebe's. Craig's car had Stan, Wendy, Tweek and himself. Token's car had Kyle, Heidi, Jimmy, and himself. Bebe's car had Eric, Kenny, Clyde, and herself. They decided to drive in shifts, Stan, Kyle, and Bebe all driving first. As they started driving towards Denver to get to Route 70, Tweek leaned over into the front seat at a stop light, hitting the button to put the top down. Craig snorted.

"You're just as bad as Stan, I swear."

"Dude!" Stan laughed, looking at him in the rearview mirror. Wendy giggled, sucking on a lollipop as she rode in the passenger's seat. Tweek twisted around in the seat once the top was down, waving to Bebe in Clyde behind them. They both waved back, Clyde rolling down the window and sticking his head out.

"Hey Tweek!" He shouted, Bebe laughing as she tried to tug him back into the car as the light turned green. Tweek grinned.

"Hey Clyde!" He shouted back, the radio blaring now as they sped off. They all sang along to the radio, Stan gasping as a Twenty One Pilots song came on.

"Shit, I haven't heard this song in ages!" He said, turning the radio up even more as they road down a long stretch of road. Craig grinned, tilting his head back and shutting his eyes as they drove. They were almost two hours outside of South Park, and the serenity of nature was so relaxing to him. He let himself get lost in the music as they rolled to a gentle stop at another light, his eyes fluttering open to look at the sky. Craig should really learn to pay attention more, a gentle knock coming from the car next to them. He lifted his head, freezing as he came face to face with his wanted poster pressed against the window of a cop car. The cop smirked at him next to the poster, tilting his head to the side of the road. Oh fuck. Craig swallowed hard, slowly unbuckling.

"Hey, uh, Stan?"

"What's up?"

"So, uh, funny story," He kept his eyes on the cop. "I'm wanted for stealing Tweek out of the aquarium annnnnd there's a cop car next to us and I really need to run so don't fucking follow me, alright? Sounds good? Okay, cool, love you, smooches, gotta blast!" Launching himself over the back of the car, he slid down the trunk, taking off into the open fields.

"CRAIG!" He heard Tweek scream, the sound of cop sirens hitting his ears as he ran. As he approached the road that cut across the field, he heard the sirens and music from his car getting closer, about five cop cars racing down the stretch of road along with his friends behind the cops. His head was spinning. This can't be happening this can't be happening this can't be happening! He kept repeating, chest heaving as he ran. Twisting his body around, he could see the cops driving into the field itself, cursing to himself as he tried to rush to the road. A cop car nearly hit him, Craig yelling out in surprise as he turned back into the field. Another car raced past him, coming to a halt and cutting him off. Stumbling over his feet, Craig quickly turned around, rushing up to the road again. He started running down the road, a cop car stopped and waiting for him.

"Knock it off kid, we have you surrounded!" The cop yelled, Craig ignoring him. He jumped onto the hood of the car, ran across the top, and jumped off the back, continuing his run.

"Craig!" He heard Wendy's voice this time, but he couldn't see his friends. He heard the radio.

You're the judge, oh no

Set me free

You're the judge, oh no

Set me free

I know my soul's freezing

Hell's hot for good reason

So please, take me

He grunted as he turned the bend of the road, Stan and everyone else parked and waiting for him. How or when they got there, he wasn't sure, but he knew he was almost there. Just keep going. He repeated that to himself over and over as he pushed his burning muscles. He was so focused on running that he didn't see the look of horror cross his friend's faces. He didn't hear the shot ring out over the pounding of his heart in his ears. Craig just felt the searing pain in his chest, screaming out in pain as he collapsed to the ground, Tweek's screams ringing deep within him. He wasn't dying, no, but if it didn't hurt like a mother fucker to get shot.

"Mother fucker!" The cops all swarmed him, practically kicking him over onto his stomach and putting the handcuffs (way too tight) on his wrists, tugging him up to his feet.

"This could've been easier, kid." Craig spat the blood out of his mouth from his fall, coughing from the pain in the right side of his chest. Thank god the cop had shit aim.

"F-Fuck you I did nothing!" He yelled, any and all strength leaving his body as he was dragged. He heard his friends running towards the commotion, Bebe's voice breaking the soft murmurs between the cops.

"What the fuck are you doing?! You fucking shoot a kid because he avoided you?!" She screamed, Craig looking up at the group.

"He resisted arrest."

"So you shoot him?!" Kyle yelled, anger spread across his face.

"A warrant was set out by Mr. Luis last month for his arrest. In fact, why don't you talk to him? He's in the back of my patrol car." Everyone fell silent as the door opened to the car closest to them, Tweek hiding behind Stan as Luis slowly approached the group. Blake was with him too, Craig grunting as he saw the kid. God he hated his stupid, smug face.

"Well," Luis sneered, one hand clasped on top of a decorative cane and the other stuffed in his pocket. He faced the group of kids, smirking. "Seems as if we've met before…isn't that right?" He hissed, Craig spitting towards him.

"It was all my idea!" He yelled, grunting as his face was pressed into the hood of the cop car. "They're all innocent! It was me!" He continued to yell, Tweek breathing heavily behind Stan. He made sure his legs were lined up with his so Luis couldn't see them. The portly man turned, walking over slowly to Craig.

"You just don't know when to stop, do you?" Craig screamed in pain as Luis dug his knuckle against the bullet entrance, twisting it around and enjoying the way the boy beneath his touch screamed and squirmed. Tweek couldn't take it. He hated hearing Craig scream. Rushing forward, he let out a cry.

"Stop it!" He cried out, realizing he just outed himself to Luis and Blake. They both turned slowly to face him, Tweek's stomach twisting in knots as Luis walked over to him slowly. He took a few steps back, jumping when Blake grabbed his wrist. "N-No! Let me go!" He screamed, squirming under his touch. Luis grabbed his jaw, chuckling.

"You! You're a bigger problem than your little boy toy over there," He lifted his cane, hitting Tweek behind the knees to make him fall. The blonde yelled in pain, Luis grabbing a fist full of his hair. "Now listen here," He squatted down next to Tweek, chuckling. "I'm gonna have your little boyfriend sent away for a long time. Not only did he steal my property…" He ran a finger down down Tweek's jaw, Craig trying to lunge forward at him.

"Don't you dare touch him!" He spat, blood falling down his chin. He grunted in pain as he was slammed back down against the hood of the car. Luis smirked again.

"But he beat my nephew here up and trespassed in my aquarium," Luis stood. "Tweek, you remember Blake, yes?" Tweek kept his gaze cast to the ground as he saw Blake kneel down out of the corner of his eye, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to his cheek.

"Hey handsome." He whispered, his tone mocking Tweek.

"You son of a bitch!" Craig screamed the best he could, the cop's hand pressed against his cheek. Luis sneered, nodding to the cops.

"Take him away from here." He murmured, the cops nodding as they tugged Craig to his feet. Craig locked eyes with Tweek, smirking slightly as he threw a wink his way as he was dragged to the back of the cop car.

"NO!" Tweek suddenly screamed, everything suddenly becoming…eerily quiet. Everyone stopped moving, their faces turning as white as a sheet. Craig blinked, finding that he could move, but it seemed like nobody else could. Wiggling his arms free, he took a few steps forward, testing to see if he was dreaming. He froze as he saw Tweek, the whites of his eyes turning a faint red as the iris of his eyes turned a lime green. His teeth were gritted as he stared at the group of people in front of him, Craig looking over at everyone. They were frozen. They could talk and make noises, but they had no control over their bodies. Tweek tiled his head to the right, everyone dropping to their knees and groaning in pain.

"W-What's going on?" Jimmy asked, everyone frozen behind Tweek. Not because they couldn't move, but because they were too scared to. Craig blinked, noticing how everyone's eyes were watering as they fell to their knees, their veins an ugly purple as the blood ran quickly underneath their skin. His mouth fell open, turning back to Tweek and the group.

"He…he's controlling the water in their blood stream." Everyone's mouths fell open slightly, staring at Tweek as he walked through the distorted bodies to get to Luis and Blake. He raised his forearm, his hand sideways. He twisted his forearm so the back of his hand faced his friends, the two men screaming in agony as they were forced to lay in a way that was most definitely painful.

"Are you done ruining my life?" Despite the anger in Tweek's face, his voice was steady.

"What-what are you doing to us?!" Blake yelled out, Tweek slowly raising his other arm. Blake rose with it, Tweek's gaze drifting over to him. The boy's face fell, Tweek clenching his fist as the boy reached his feet. He screamed in agony, body collapsing in on itself as Tweek dropped his arm back down. He hunched over Luis, the man looking terrified for once of Tweek. His eyes were so intense, so filled with anger that it made the man sick.

"Doesn't it suck to feel powerless?" Tweek raised his left arm so Luis stood slowly, flicking his wrist to the right to make Luis' right arm twist uncomfortably. The man grunted in pain. "To feel so…hopeless?" He flicked his other wrist to the left, his left arm twisting around. Luis screamed out this time. Tweek took a step forward, locking eyes with him. "Doesn't it suck to not have a say in anything? To not feel in control of your choices?" Tweek slammed his arms down to the side, both Luis and Blake standing normally, but arms at attention to their sides. "That's how you fuckers made me feel! For over a month I did everything you wanted of me! You took me from my home and you ruined my life!" Tweek screamed, Craig taking a few tentative steps towards him. His hands were still cuffed behind his back, but that didn't mean he couldn't comfort the boy. "You abused me! You took advantage of my trust!" He thrusted his finger at Blake. "You told me I meant something to you!" He screamed, angry tears pooling into his eyes.

"Tweek." He whipped around, Craig tensing as Tweek momentarily took control of his body. It was expected since he snuck up on him, but it was so quick he barely realized it happened. The blonde's eyes softened a bit, the intensity still there, however. Tweek glanced at Craig's arms, walking over to a cop and taking his keys to unlock the cuffs. Craig rubbed his wrists once they were free, grunting as he felt a surge of pain through his upper chest and shoulder from the bullet wound.

"C-Craig you're hurt." He whispered, attention fully directed on Craig. Despite his attention elsewhere, no one could move still.

"I'll be okay," he whispered, cupping Tweek's face in his hands. He needed to calm him down. "Do you think you could get the bullet out?" He cooed, stroking his cheek with his thumb. Tweek nodded a bit, placing a hand over top the wound on the back of Craig's shoulder. It was uncomfortable feeling his blood pool into that one spot of his body, but it wasn't as painful as getting shot. After a few moments, the blood under Tweek's control pushed the bullet out of the wound, Craig sighing in relief as he let the breath he was holding go. Tweek closed his eyes for a moment, Craig noticing everyone slowly moving their limbs to their own accord. He pulled Tweek into his arms, placing gentle kisses to his forehead. He looked up at their group, using his hand to dismiss them to the cars. Once he saw them start heading that way, he wrapped an arm around Tweek, directing him towards the car. Everyone was so disoriented and under the spell of Tweek that they were able to get away easily, Craig looking back as they finally drove off. Hopefully they got the hint not to fuck with us anymore. He chuckled at the thought, turning his attention back to Tweek. His eyes were back to normal, but he stared at his hands with wide eyes.

"I…I'm a monster." He breathed out, Wendy whipping around in the seat.

"Tweek, you are in no way a monster! That was your fight or flight instinct. We can't be mad at you for that."

"Plus," Stan added, glancing back at them in the rear view mirror as they headed back to the main road. "That was…sick as fuck." Tweek smiled weakly, swallowing the lump in his throat.

"I-I've only ever done that one other time…" Craig placed a gently kiss to his temple, keeping his lips there to offer comfort to the blonde.

"When?"

"There was this b-boy who…was going to hurt my friend. She…she looked so scared and she hadn't gotten her powers yet…so I just yelled at him to stop and…he did…but because I made him." He explained, eyes cast downward. Wendy smiled a bit.

"You saved her," She placed a hand on top of his. "Just like you save Craig. And me. And Stan. And all of us." She explained, Tweek smiling weekly as he sniffled a bit.

"Y-Yeah…I guess so." He murmured, slowly relaxing into Craig's embrace. Tweek didn't think much about what happened for the rest of their drive that day. He either watched the sky, the trees and buildings, or Craig, who fell asleep shortly after they got back on the main road. Tweek stared at him with a soft smile, pushing his bangs off his forehead gently and resting his hand against his cheek. Here laid a boy that is literally putting his life on the line to get him home. Home. Tweek smiled as he laid his head against Craig's shoulder, a sudden and exciting realization settling in: Tweek was going home.

NOTE: I am terribly sorry if there are mistakes, but mama is tired and officially home on spring break, so I am cozy in my own bed! Thanks so much for reading! I can already imagine a bunch of comments saying "wow that's just like blood bending from avatar the last airbender!" Well, that's partly where I got the idea from of Tweek controlling the water in their blood stream! Hope you enjoyed this chapter, and as always, ANY AND ALL FEEDBACK IS APPRECIATED! (I haven't been getting a lot lately and I am slowly putting myself into a rut, so please leave comments! Thanks sweet beans!)