#5 – Store by Lar-lar.
Disclaimer: I do not own South Park or any of its characters.
Notes: CRACK TIME! Me and Fireflower12 were talking and SOMEHOW the idea for this came up. That is all you need to know. It's kinda a weird one and yes, I realise Tweek is OOC, but that's kinda the point, so! Yeah, enjoy the crazy.
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Craig could not say that he was completely used all to his best friends little ways and habits.
The jittery nervousness? Yes. The constant need for coffee? Yes again. The way he seemed to glue himself to his side most of the time? Yes and glad for it.
But every now and again, he had not seen it enough at the age of fourteen to really ever expect or know how to deal with it, Tweek would be incredibly and inexplicably... Happy and excitable.
Today was one of those days.
A caffeine high, he supposed, but then with the amount of coffee the other drank pretty much continuously – he was not sure just how much sense that would make...
"It's not childish, though!" The blonde was whining at him, really whining, as he tugged at Craig's jacket sleeve, trying to pull him closer to where he wanted to go, "They sell video games too! YOU like video games so it can't be that childish, can it?" Apparently, it was the most important thing in the world, at least to Tweek and at that moment, that they spend part of their Saturday looking around the local toy store.
"Pfft, fine." The brunette relented sulkily, giving his friend a moment to cheer for his rare victory before dragging him into the store. He did not mind the place, in truth, but he had to keep up with his reputation, did he not? He also found it oddly fascinating to see this side of his friend, it seemed that few others had, from what he had managed to work out so far.
He followed the blonde as he moved from place to place, picking up something or other and talking incessantly about it for a minute or two before moving on to something new. It's like shopping with a five year old, Craig thought, unable not to smile – it was oddly endearing.
"Craig!" He shook himself from his thoughts at the sound of his name being called, apparently Tweek had found something even more amazing than Meccano kit he had been previous raving about. "This is... Wow! Why haven't I seen one of these before?!" Craig blinked at him.
"A dancing flower?" He asked, frowning at his friend who was clapping his hands in order to make the toy move. "I have no idea, they're older than old." Tweek frowned back to him at that, picking up the garish mass of plastic to inspect it more closely while Craig looked on, stuck somewhere between bored and amused.
"Huh, that's weird, I would have thought I'd have noticed something so funky and..." He trailed off, something else catching his eye and causing him to hand the dancing plant over to Craig before going to investigate further.
Craig stayed where he was, eyeing the apparently 'funky' toy himself, it was rather quirky, he supposed, and if Tweek likes it so damn much...
He grinned.
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Craig slept over at Tweek's house Saturday night, it was something they had done since they were been ten or so, and this morning he was not at all surprised to wake up to one scream followed almost immediately by another.
"WHATTHEHELLISTHATTHINGANDWHAT'SITDOINGHEREANDWHYISITJUMPINGABOUTLIKETHAT?!" The words came out as one long string, but Craig already knew what his friend was freaking out about before he said a word.
"It's a present," he informed him, yawning at his rude awakening, "You seemed to really like it yesterday so I got it for you. You could be a little grateful, at least." Tweek blinked, looking from his so-called friend then back to the plastic flower in its pot that seemed to jump wildly whenever he spoke or even flinched, eyeing the thing warily.
"T-thank you?" He asked, Craig only rolling his eyes and getting comfortable on the sofa he was sleeping on once again, why he bothered sometimes he had no idea... "N-no really! I-it's cool, it just... Why does it have to move about so much?!" Craig sighed, was he really saying these things?!
"Stop screaming so loud and it won't, Christ!" He snapped, causing a yelp from the blonde followed by the unmistakable whirl of a mechanism working. He smiled to himself, even when he was not high of caffeine he was still the same really, the same just in a different way.
Just like a five year old...