I was chasing after run-away kittens at work today. They were scared shitless of my co-worker, who, to put it mildly, is a "on the large side" type of thirty-year old who couldn't catch them, and he was the one that let them loose in the first place by not closing the door properly. -_-" Here's part thirty-eight!
"I-I'm dating Craig, please don't kill or disown me! That'd be way too much pressure!" Tweek cried out to his parents, his eyes snapping shut as he sank to his knees on the kitchen floor, his hands finding purchase by gripping onto his hair. The blond's parents were quiet for a second, and then throughout the neighbourhood, these words could be heard loud and clear. "YES! I KNEW IT, I KNEW IT!"
~With Craig~
"What the fuck was that?" The black-haired boy thought to himself as he heard a shout from downstairs. "Who knew what?" After a minute there was no more noise that Craig could hear, so the chullo wearing boy simply shrugged his shoulders and went back to acquainting himself with his boyfriend's bedroom. He had a feeling he would be spending a lot of time here in the near and distant future.
~Back With Tweek Downstairs~
Tweek opened his eyes and looked up from the floor to see his mother doing some sort of a dance that involved a lot of clapping and jumping. The blond tilted his head to the side in confusion, then turned his gaze to his father, who had an eyebrow raised, looking unimpressed with his wife's dancing.
When this kept up for a minute more, Richard sighed and said "Just go back upstairs to your boyfriend Tweek, I have the feeling she's going to be doing this for days at this rate." Then as an afterthought, added "Oh, and yes, we both approve of your relationship, so don't freak out. Also, take some coffee up to the boy; he clearly doesn't drink enough of the golden brew."
Tweek slowly raised his body from the floor, a smile threatening to split his face in two. "Y-you really mean it? I can go out with Craig and you guys won't be against it?" Mr Tweak smiled warmly at his son and replied "Do you really think your mother would be acting like a spastic if she wasn't happy with your choice in partners?"
Said woman stopped dancing and sternly told her husband "I heard that." Then she turned her attention back to her blond teenager, grinning. "Go to your boyfriend Tweek; I bet he's still waiting for you."
Tweek was ecstatic and practically threw himself at his mother, hugging her around her waist and she crushed his back closer to her in their embrace. When Tweek was released, he gathered up Craig's and his own mugs of coffee and carefully walked up the stairs, a smile still present on his face.
Mrs Tweak suddenly stopped smiling when her son was out of sight, a slight frown marring her features, and she muttered "Oh no…" Richard stood up and walked to his wife, concern evident in his voice as he asked "What's wrong, dear?" His wife returned his gaze and replied "Do you think that Craig keeps condoms? Because I know that Tweek doesn't and I want my baby boy to be safe."
Richard was speechless, finally his features finally deciding on a deadpan appearance and he just shook his head, backing away from his wife and muttering something along the line of "over-obsessive mothers" while Mrs Tweak just thought to herself "If he doesn't, he had better not have had sex with anyone else or I am going to buy them some myself. I need to talk to Craig about this when I'm alone with him at some point. Plus, then I can interrogate him about his intentions towards Tweek!"
The woman was happy with her decision and set to drinking her coffee on the kitchen table again, content with the world for the time being.
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