#10 – 'Loyalty' by Lar-lar.

Disclaimer: I do not own South Park or any of its characters.

Author notes: Requested by frizzy.writings and hopefully is better than the last piece of crap I put up here I like the idea behind this one, it seems a lot more interesting and seems to have a depth (even if I do say so myself...) I hope I didn't make too big a point out of the theme, though... Up next, two for the price of one; Inner thoughts!

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Loyalty.

The faithfulness or a devotion to a person or cause.

That's what Craig had told Ruby when she had come to him wanting help on some project she had for school, like the good big brother he was.

Of course in this, the age of the internet, he had gone straight to Wikipedia where there had been a whole article on the subject and it's variations to do with business models and marketing as well as some sci-fi spin-off he'd heard good things about, just not good enough to actually waste on himself...

Still, it was that first line that had really gotten to him.

The article had talked about the line more in-depth, sure, but Craig had thought that simple line at the top said it best of all.

"A faithfulness or devotion to a person or cause."

A person. A cause. A person with a cause.

It was all the same to him, all too familiar.

After his sister had printed out what she needed and gone back to her own room, Craig had read on – there was power in those first few words, sure – but he knew there was more;

It talked about family and friends. About sovereignty and government. About religion and beliefs.

Craig read it all before going back to the part about friends and family.

"Loyalty evolved as devotion for one's family, gene-group and friends. Loyalty comes most naturally amongst small groups or tribes where the prospect of the whole casting out the individual seems like the ultimate, unthinkable rejection."

He read those words and thought of his friends. The four of them were loyal to one-another, he was certain of it. They had faith in each other, he was sure. Four might not seem like a very big number, but in a world where one really was the loneliest one of all – four sounded quite fine.

He could not help but think of one friend in particular though – a certain blonde who was perfectly nice, perfectly sweet and perfectly kind but who had certain... Habits that made a lot of people class him as something else and simply pass him by.

They don't know what they're missing.

He had a hell of a lot of faith in Tweek Tweak. A lot of his loyalties lay with him and more of his devotion than anyone else, except maybe his sister, was to him.

He liked it that way, it worked and he thought he would always be by Tweek's side, always be loyal to him.

He knew it.

Craig shook his head and shut-down his computer, pushing his chair under his desk and grabbing the coat he kept slung over the back of it, cell phone and keys already in his pocket and destination decided in his mind since before he could remember – it was a Friday, after all, Tweek would be expecting him.

"A faithfulness or devotion to a person or cause." He muttered to himself, sparing the troublesome computer which had caused his over thinking a glance before flipping it off and going back on his way, back towards Tweek Tweak, his over-night back slung over his shoulder.

Craig really hated gay-ass school projects like that.