Chapter 37:

Next day...

"Looks like she didn't tell your father after all."

'Yeah but she kept staring at me differently...' Clyde said remembering the how his mother was quiet and kept watching him from the corner of her eye when he was eating breakfast.

"Just ignore it."

'Guess you're right. You can take a break for today. Hopefully nothing happens today.'

Meanwhile...

"You think this will work?"

"It's worth a shot."

Kenny raised an eyebrow staring at the other in front of him.

"It was either at school or my house. But as much as I hate interrogations and shit. That's not going to happen."

"If you say so, Craig. So after school, right? I'll see if I can ask a couple of the others who want to help out."

Craig gave a nod as soon as the bell rang.

"I'll let you guys know when to appear."

"Got it."

After school...

"Tell me again, why you didn't just go to the bus?"

"I told you already. The door closed when I got there."

Clyde raised an eyebrow, "It just closed when you go there? Really Craig? Really?"

"Not my fault that lady wouldn't open it."

"That doesn't sound like you though, you could have just slam the door."

"Well I didn't. I told you, it just left." Craig retorted as he crossed his arms as they walked.

Clyde shrugged. "Okay, I still say that's not like you."

Craig rolled his eyes, "Whatever, Clyde."

To his relief, Craig heard an amused laugh escaped his friend. While walking, he took out his phone and reminded himself exactly when the others should arrive.

'Hopefully this works.' He thought while taking a glance every once in a while at Clyde during the small story the teen was telling him about.

"I thought we were done with the whole interrogation thin-"

"Ssh, Kyle." Kenny hissed in a whisper as they walked towards the destination Craig told him to meet up.

"Dude what if it doesn't work?" Stan asked shifting his hat making the others turn to the blonde for his response.

Silence.

No one said anything and Stan was about to say they should just continue on their way but then the blonde finally answered stopping his tracks.

"...It's all up to Craig then."

Everyone looked at each other and sighed dropping the conversation.

"That was one time."

"You told me you misplaced him in second grade."

"He was hungry, Clyde. How was I suppose to know he managed to get himself at the cafeteria?"

"He's your pet."

"He's a Guinea Pig. He has to eat."

Clyde snorted and stopped walking while watching Craig continue to walk ahead and then gets a glint in his eye. "And he's missing somewhere in your room?" He asked grabbing a good amount of snow making sure the other boy didn't turn to see him as he made two snowballs and hid one behind his back listening to Craig's reply.

"Yeah. He'll be fine. Ruby always manages to find Stripe-"

"Think fast!"

Craig turned around just in time when a snowball hit his shoulder. "The hell Clyde?" he flipped the brunette off half-glaring at him.

Clyde tossed a snowball from one hand to another, looking at the teen from a feet away with a mischievous smile beckoning a challenge, "Aw c'mon Craig. You can't take a little snowball fight~?"

Craig moved a hand towards his shoulder removing the small amount of snow that got there because of the snowball the other had threw at him. "Is that a challenge, Donovan?" Craig smirked at the other.

Clyde chuckled, tossing the snowball on his hand forward, aiming for Craig's face.

Quickly, Craig caught the snowball before it could hit him.

"Oh, now you're gonna get it. Come back here!"

Clyde started to run laughing as Craig was about to chase him. But then the snowball struck him square in the chest, "Hey!"

He rose his gaze to the raven, before he grinned at the sound of Craig's laughter until it was stopped when he tackled the boy to the ground making both of them land on the snow. Some snow landing on his hair in the process.

Clyde looked down at the teen he tackled, a sincere smile showing on his face as he did so.

A smile quirked at the side of Craig's mouth while he rolled his eyes at Clyde. He then brushed off the snow from the other's hair and then replied, "Alright. Alright. You got me."

"Is that the message?" Kevin asked when they saw Kenny take out his phone and glancing at it.

"Yeah, come on guys."

Clyde grinned then began to stand brushing snow off from his clothes, "We should get home, Craig. It's getting cold, c'mon."

Craig stood up but made no movement to follow the other teen but shoved his hand into his pocket.

The brunette noticed and then looked at him confused, "Craig?"

"...Sorry Clyde."

Clyde took a small step back,"What? Why are yo-" His eyes widened as he saw some of the others walking towards them.

'Why are they here?!'

He moved his gaze from them to Craig again. "You planned this?"

He saw Craig stay silent looking at the ground.

Clyde shook his head and turned around about to run.

Until his wrist was suddenly caught. He automatically knew who it was.

He bit his lip avoiding to look at anyone. "Let go Craig."

Craig remained stoically silent, not even watching him before speaking.

"I'm not doing that Clyde. Not this time."

'What?!'

Clyde froze. The grip that Craig has on his wrist was starting to tighten trying to keep him secure.

"Let go of my wrist!"

"No. Kenny grab his other wrist. Kevin grab this one." The raven ordered the two teens once they arrived.

Obeying and giving Clyde a concern glance, the two stayed quiet.

Clyde gritted his teeth trying all his might to pull away from them.

"Stop Clyde. It's useless." Craig said raising his head to finally look at him.

"I need to get home."

"Not until you tell us what's wrong with you."

"Nothing is wrong with me!" The brunette argued. 'I thought they dropped it...Eddy was right...'

Craig narrowed his eyes, "We're trying to help you Clyde."

'I'm trying to help.' he thought clenching his fist.

Clyde flinched inwardly when he heard that statement, gazing at the ground. 'No they aren't...They're l-lying...it's all lies...' He told himself as he recalled those dreams he remembered of his so-called friends. 'They can't help...'

"...Just let me go. There's nothing going on, p-please Craig."

The raven paused noticing Clyde's voice slightly shook when he said 'please'. '...shit.'

"Craig. I think we should stop this." Token spoke up resting his hand on the raven's shoulder having enough of watching this go on.

Without saying anything and still gazing at the teen, Craig shook his head disappointed in himself then turned away brushing snow off of his hat. "Fine...I'll see you guys tomorrow."

Clyde avoided the others's stares after Kenny and Kevin loosened their grip on his wrists. Once they let him go, instead of heading to the direction of his home he went to the only place that seemed to calm him down.

Shaky breaths escaped his lips after all the running he did.

Clearing his throat, he raised his head glaring at his reflection on the icy pond of Starks Pond. Looking at every detail on his face, he let out a frustrated sigh.

"...I don't even look like myself." He mumbled as he frowned.

Looking at his hair, he ran a hand through it and then looked at his face commented himself as if he were going through a list. Starting with his hair, eyes, nose, mouth, and his face shape. He then narrowed his eyes when he looked at his his body shape. "I'm fine..." He muttered when he remembered how worried his mother seemed when he refused to eat one day.

Taking a seat and not caring that the snow seemed to make the weather more colder, he didn't notice a figure walking towards him. Until he felt something warm wrapped around his shoulders.

'A blanket?'

Staring at the blanket for a bit, he turned his attention to the person who gave it to him.

"...Hi Tweek."

"Hey C-Clyde."

Blinking, the brunette tilted his head to the side at the other blonde and asked, "What are you doing out here?"

Tweek gave him shrug and crouched down making Clyde watch his every move wondering if he'd answer him.

Taking a drink of his thermos, the slight twitchy blonde seemed relaxed much to Clyde's small astonishment but he didn't questioned it.

Tweek suddenly pulled out something out of his coat, and Clyde eyed the item for a couple of seconds before the other teen spoke and placed it on Clyde's head.

...His Mosquito hat...

"It was you..back then," He heard Tweek pause and then continue, "Right?"

Clyde took a deep breath trying to remain calm thinking he was referring back to that night crime.

"Yeah..."

Tweek nodded and then continued,"Something h-happened that night."

A/N: I took drastic measures guys. (wrote whatever came to my head orz.)...Hopefully this chapter was worth the wait. (And happy late thanksgiving btw :] hope you all had a good one.)

Also welcome new readers/favers/followers who have stumbled across this story. (I apologize for some misspelled/crappy/lack of understanding on my past chapters. I get really lazy to try to fix them every once in a while ^^'.)

-P.S: I still say I suck at writing Tweek, it's not even funny -_-)

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