(Craig's Point of View)
[EARLIER THAT DAY]
The day started out pretty normal, except I woke up late. I got up and headed downstairs, to see Tweek making breakfast, and not freaking out about burning the eggs. He also hadn't made any coffee. Ok, something's wrong. I walk over to him and pat his head.
"Gah! Craig! G...Good morning!" His smile is still adorable.
I just give him my standard monotone response, "Morning babe,". I walked over to the coffee pot, but he stopped me, what's going on?
"Hey, Craig? C-can we talk?",
"Sure, about what?"
I watched him set the food he made on a plate so it didn't burn the house down. "I-it's about that k-kid, the homeless one!"
"What about her?" I don't know why Tweek keeps bringing her up, ever since the Broflovski kids came over with that homeless girl, Tweek's been worried endlessly about the chance that we had a kid. Yeah, I did end up accidentally getting a uterus for an awkward 10 months but that doesn't mean it was actually functional, and plus Tweek and I used protection so it shouldn't have happened anyways.
"I found a p-picture in the a-attic!" He finished setting the table, and walked over to me, and showed me the picture. It was us, with a little girl, in my chullo and the sweater I got for mine and Tweek's 1 year anniversary. Why was she wearing those, they went missing 9 years ago...
"See Craig! It's like that photo of us with that 2-year-old, they look the same!" I sighed, I don't want to talk about this before work, I'll probably have to do it later.
"It could be a random kid, just so they look good with gay families, love." I hated telling him this excuse, but it was probably true.
"Nnngghhh.. fine, we're talking about this later though, I'm going to be late opening up the coffee shop. L-love you C-Craig!" and with that, he left. This will be a long day.
[LATER THAT DAY]
I was working at home, I work at NASA, but I can't actually go in, so I work at home. I just finished when I heard Tweek walk in. I check the time, it was only 4:30, he's not supposed to be home until at least 9.
"C-Craig! I-I'm home early!" I walked out of my office and smile at him, even though I know exactly what he's going to say. "Welcome home babe."
"T-Thanks, now, a-about this morning." I knew it.
"Craig! I know we had a kid! This picture proves it! It also explains why we constantly feel like something is missing from our lives!" Tweek, how can two males have a biological kid?
"No we didn't Tweek, I think we would've remembered..." He isn't backing down, oh no.
"Craig? If we didn't have a kid what does this picture mean?!" He's holding up that picture from the attic again. Why is he so certain this time?
"They could have just given us someone else's kid babe." I hate using that excuse. Every time he's found a family photo of us with a kid, I have to remind him.
"No Craig!" What? "I don't believe it this time! She looks just like us! My spiky hair, my eye bags, and my blue eyes! Your black hair, that chilly look in your eyes and your pale skin! Craig, she's our kid! How else do you explain your stretch marks when you've never been fat in your life! You've always stayed skinny and boney with occasional muscle!" Shit, he has a point, I guess she could be, it explains why I had my uterus for as long as I did.
I finally gave in, "Ok Tweek, ok. Then let's find her and ask. We didn't get much out of Kyle's daughter considering she knows as much as we do, so let's go find her if she really is our kid." His face lit up like a Christmas tree.
"Let's go now! All the kids are out of school! They're probably playing outside!" I smiled at Tweek.
I then decided to look through the window, and I saw that kid we were just arguing about, watching us like we were goldfish. I moved to the front door.
"Uhh, Craig?" I opened the front door and saw her booking it down the neighborhood, clutching what Tweek said was my hat like something special was going to fall out.
"W-what is it Craig? T-The government?!" I sigh and shut the door. "No babe, it was that girl, well, our daughter."
"W-What?! Why was she here?! Why didn't she come inside?! W-We need to find her!" I pat his head, "Let's just get ready for that stupid alumni meeting thing tonight.
"O-ok..."
[AT THE MEETING]
I sat on the hardass bleachers with Tweek, looking at our old elementary school gym. I saw Kyle and his kids. His daughter was strangely looking up. I looked up and saw that weird girl and 2 other kids smirking and laughing. What were they doing?
Soon the meeting started, and PC Principal, who I'm shocked is still principal, began to welcome us, and when he finished speaking...
RING!
The fire suppression system kicked in, and a few people, Kyle and his daughter included, put up umbrellas, and the rest of us got covered in a sticky, disgusting green liquid.
"GAH! C-Craig what is this?!" I sighed and patted Tweek's head, and heard PC Principal shout at the top of his lungs;
"ELLY TWEAK! YOU GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!" I had never seen him so mad. I heard laughter from above, as they all quickly ran. It was a pretty good prank though.
Wait a minute, Tweak?
