AN: Hello everyone! I'm back yaaaay. Sorry my little break took longer than I said it would. When I opened requests I didn't expect to get well over fifty total? I expected like maybe ten? SO yeah! Those daily one shots have been challenging but welcomed. If you are unaware of them, check them out! I post them on tumblr, but they're also on one collective piece on AO3. (Links on my profile) Anywhooo enjoy the newest chapter!

Chapter 13

"Epic Summer Blast"

"Tweek," okay, don't spill, "uh, hello, Tweek? I'm talking to you, you asshole." Don't spill the coffee. Ignore Craig. I repeat, do not spill the coffee. Ignore- "Tweek!"

"NGH! J-JESUS CHRIST!" The coffee drops to the floor and without skipping a beat my needy ass boyfriend drops to his knees and starts wiping the floor with a towel.

When I started dating Craig, a whole four days ago, I never thought he'd be so clingy. I mean - it's nice, I just never saw it coming. I constantly catch Craig touching me for some reason or another. Yesterday he was tracing his finger across my back idly as we watched TV and then when I brought it up he made up some excuse about picking a hair off my back.

Bull fucking shit.

"Craig! What d-did I say about bothering me when I'm t-trying to concentrate?" I groan to myself and start remaking the drink. The shop is currently empty of customers but I still really wanted that beverage. Jesus Christ Craig (I've been saying that a lot lately).

"That if I'm going to annoy you I have to do it louder?" I groan but he just laughs. It's kind of weird how much Craig has been laughing these last few days. I absolutely adore it. "Anyways, did you hear what I was saying earlier?"

"No! I was c-concentrating!" Craig glances up at me and very obviously rolls his eyes at me.

"It's called multitasking dumb ass. Anyways, Token and Clyde want us to head over to Token's after work."

"W-What?! I thought you were gonna s-stay at my house tonight?" Craig and I have pretty much become inseparable. When we're not working together we're hanging out. When we're not hanging out we're texting. We're still constantly arguing but we've had yet to really fight or get sick of each other. I wonder how long it'll take before either of those things actually happens.

"I know but Clyde is throwing a bitch fit over it. He's going on about how there's only a week and a half until school starts so we have to make it count." I drop the empty paper coffee cup I had been holding and stare at Craig with wide eyes.

"School s-starts in less than t-two weeks?!" My voice has gone all shrill and Craig shoots me a lazy amused glance. He finishes cleaning the mess that is totally his fault, and then tosses the dirty towel into the laundry bin.

"Yeah, Tweekers. It's like August."

"J-Jesus Christ! I don't want to go to school! I'm n-not ready for that s-shit." My hands are in my hair and Craig is tugging my grip free.

"Hey, school will be fine. You have me, Token and Clyde, remember? It's our senior year man. It's the year that everyone finally actually stops giving a fuck. It'll be great. It'll be one long ass year of partying, smoking weed, and making out." Craig gives me that playful grin that means he's half messing with me.

I just whimper and Craig's lips turn downwards. "But Craig I-I don't like school." The noirette tugs me against him and two long arms wrap around my torso.

Another thing that surprises me about Craig is that he seems to like PDA. I think Craig just doesn't care what people see or think of him. PDA kind of freaks me out but I also like the attention so most of the time I just go with it.

"You didn't mind school back in elementary school, right? When we were all still friends?" I nod. "And you like hanging out with me and the guys." I nod again. "And for some god forsaken reason you're actually friends with Kenny." Nod. "And you're even friends with dumb-fuck Bebe Stevens and bitchy-ass Wendy Testaburger." This one makes me gasp and pull away from him.

"Bebe is not d-dumb and W-Wendy is actually nice!" Craig rolls his eyes and pulls me back against him.

"Whatever, Bebe is a manipulative beast and Wendy is like a Velociraptor."

"Craig," I groan. Craig is honestly a gigantic ridiculous dork.

"Jeez, fine, okay. I'm just saying school will be a-okay. You just gotta take it one step at a time or whatever. That's what my old councilor always told me." Craig shrugs and pulls away from me.

I've noticed that Craig doesn't like the word 'therapist'. I don't mind it; I mean I was in therapy. That's what it was, I wouldn't really call it 'counseling'. There's really no sugar coating it in my mind. I've also noticed that whenever Craig talks about himself and his past he gets reclusive. He always stops touching me and distracts himself or changes the subject. It kind of worries me.

"A-Alright," Craig lets me go and picks up the cup I had dropped. I set it down and get back to working on my coffee. "What do t-they want to do?"

"What?"

"At T-Tokens, I mean."

"Oh, I don't know. Clyde was spouting some bullshit about an epic summer blast or whatever." Craig leans over the counter and starts tapping his fingers on the surface rhythmically. The other day he was doing the same thing but moving his fingers in a certain way. I thought maybe he was phantom-playing the piano, which I don't think he even plays, but when I asked him he said he was typing out his thoughts.

Craig is so weird.

"That sounds s-scary."

"Eh," Craig shrugs lazily and glances over his shoulder towards the back room. "Only a little; it probably just means getting stoned and getting stuck in some shitty situation or whatever. And speaking of getting stoned, let's smoke a bowl?" Craig gives me a very serious look and I stare at him expectantly.

"W-What?"

"We can kissy-kissy." I screech in surprise and Craig runs away as I chase after him. Two days ago we were really freaking high and accidentally asked Craig to kissy-kissy me. Craig laughed for a solid ten minutes. It was like the snoopy incident all over again.

When I run into the break room after Craig he's hiding behind the door and jumps out at me. I scream again but it quickly gets muffled by a set of moist lips smothering my own.

Xxx

"-and then we'll just park and have a bonfire!"

"Clyde that's boring as fuck and an awful idea. Those roads suck ass and only your shitty ass truck can handle that drive."

Craig, Token, Clyde and I are currently lounging in the movie room, dubbed smoke room because his parents never go down there for some reason. Clyde just finished telling his 'brilliant' epic summer blast idea and Craig's right. It is kind of a dumb idea. His idea mainly consists of driving up the foothills of the mountains, parking, getting out in the cold, smoke weed, and have a fire.

I don't mind tame but that sounds kind of… boring. But at the same time I've never driven up the mountains and I know it's something all teenagers do. I like weed, I like my friends, and I do like nature. So I guess it doesn't sound all that bad?

"But Craaaaaig, the mountains are cool. You can see all the stars and stuff." Clyde throws his body over my lap to grab the front of Craig's shirt to beg. I accidentally squeak like some dog toy and Craig pushes Clyde off of me and onto the floor.

"I agree with Craig but I mean it's not like we have anything else to do. I guess we could give it a try. But-"

"OH SHIT TOKE I LOVE YOU MAN. HAHAHA. DID YOU SEE WHAT I DID THERE? I CALLED YOU TOKE 'CUZ WE'RE GONNA GO TOKE." Clyde is rolling on the floor laughing hysterically and it's sad to think this is how he acts when he's not high. Craig facepalms in a manner that reminds me of Stan. Thinking of Stan just makes me think of Kenny and that makes me think of ecstasy and that makes me blush because I had felt so socially intimate and did whatever I pleased. That's still embarrassing. I mean I fucking kissed Craig Tucker. Like two weeks ago I was terrified to talk to him.

Only two weeks ago. Holy shit. Time flies.

"BUT-" Token cuts off Clyde with a pointed stare that makes Clyde groan. "But, Clyde you are a supremely shitty driver. I still think your driver's license is fake." Clyde starts protesting.

"I'm not fucking driving." Craig quickly adds. He grabs my hand from the couch and starts playing with the band aids on my fingers. I have a habit of picking at my hands and randomly cutting them on things.

"Wow Craig thanks," Token rolls his eyes in his 'mama Token' manner. "I was just about to say I'm willing to drive if we all agree to do this mountain drive thing."

"I still say no fucking way." Everyone ignores Craig but he's distracting me by how he lifts each of my fingers before letting them fall back onto the couch.

"You're a butt muncher Craig." My boyfriend flips off his supposed best friend but Clyde returns the gesture. "Anyways what does your boyfriend think?" The brunette starts snickering because he thinks it's the most 'gosh darnest' thing that we're dating.

"My boyfriend thinks no fucking way, you ass hat."

"How about you let your boyfriend talk for himself." The sudden pressure makes me make another dog-toy noise. Token gives Craig a scolding glare but Craig just stares at me expectantly.

I nervously cough into the hand that Craig isn't still picking at. "U-Uh, um, yeah. Actually, I-I, uh, don't think i-it sounds that bad?"

Craig gasps and yanks his hand away from me. I look over in time to see him cross his arms and pout like a stubborn child.

"HA! FUCK YEAH, TAKE THAT CRAIG. YOUR BOYFRIEND PICKED ME OVER YOU." Clyde is back to rolling on the floor while laughing.

"Oh fuck you Clyde!" And with that Craig shoots off the couch and is tackling Clyde who is screaming like a girl. Watching those two wrestle makes me nervous but it's also very boyish and childish and cute.

I glance over at Token who's smiling at his two friends. I like Token. He's nice and patient with me but he also kind of intimidates me. I feel like I must annoy him.

"H-Hey Token?" The dark skinned teenager turns his dark gaze on me. "Can I u-uh make lots of c-coffee before we go?"

"Oh, yeah. Sure. Wana go upstairs and get started on it now? Dumb asses will be at it for about five more minutes, and then we can just go?" Token is smiling at me so I smile back and follow Token up the stairs to his kitchen.

It's only like eight o'clock but most of the lights are off on the main floor and I think Token's parents are asleep. Token flips on the lights as we enter and he's making small talk at a casual noise level so I assume it's safe to speak normally. I'd probably cry if I accidentally woke up

Token's parents. I've only seen them in passing recently but they still intimidate me.

Anyone who is grown up, rich, and successful intimidate me.

"-Craig?"

"Huh?" I had been so focused on my thoughts of intimidating sleeping parents that I had completely spaced out on Token. This makes him frown but he doesn't seem too annoyed, I think?

Oh Jesus.

"I asked how you and Craig are?"

"O-Oh!" I feel myself blushing. Ever since the party on Friday Kenny and Bebe have been teasing me and asking about it. Kenny came over to my house Sunday and Bebe's texted me but it's all been super embarrassing. "It's u-uh nice."

"Nice?" Token hums. He's pulling out the rich-person fancy coffee beans that secretly makes me salivate with want. I don't catch what Token says next but I hear him say something like, 'happy?'.

"Oh J-Jesus! Y-Yes! Ngh! I'm pretty s-sure Craig's happy. He's been all d-dorky and stuff. He gets l-like that when he's all h-happy and stuff. Or at least h-he did when we were k-kids." Token scoffs and starts grounding the coffee beans in his fancy automatic coffee grinder.

"I know Craig's happy Tweek. You're all he talks about." Token is shaking his head exasperated but I just turn red and 'eep'. I know Craig complained that Clyde won't stop asking about it, but does Craig really just keep talking about me? Holy shit. "I asked if you're happy."

"O-Oh! Yeah, I-I am. I'm really g-glad to be friends with all y-you guys again." Token smiles at me then begins pouring the fresh grounds into the coffee maker. He has one of those old school classic coffee brewers but it's like on steroids. It makes a classic pot of black drip coffee but it's fancy and tastes delicious. I secretly think about stealing it but I'd never actually do that.

"I wish it'd have happened sooner but I'm glad the crew is back together for senior year at least." Token is leaning back against the counter with his arms crossed casually. "You have an idea on what you want to do after High School?"

"Ngh! Oh J-Jesus! I don't know? T-That's so much pressure!"

"Oh, sorry Tweek, I didn't mean to make you worry." He looks genuinely upset that he set me off.

"It's okay! I-I-, uh, I- yeah. It's o-okay. Do you, uh, k-know what you want to d-do?" I'm picking at my hands again because I'm nervous. Token is actually a relatively normal person and relatively normal people ask things like that, right?

He glances at me with a little smile. He's readjusting the top of his fancy sweater looking thing. Token dresses really nice. He actually has style or whatever. He seriously looks like he walked out of some magazine. It still baffles me that Token is friends with Clyde and Craig but I guess they need someone to take care of them.

"I don't know actually. My parents want me to go to Harvard for medical sciences or whatever." Token shrugs casually as if going to an Ivy League school is no big deal. I'm just too shocked to even think.

"Is Token going on about his rich successful ass again?" The familiar stoic voice coming from the top of the stairs makes me jump in surprise. Craig is smiling slightly as Token rolls his eyes.

"Fuck you Craig." Token flips him off but rather than looking offended Craig looks proud.

"You're finally learning Mama Token." My boyfriend crosses the kitchen to hoist himself up onto the counter I'm standing against. I'm not surprised to feel his arm press against my back as he lounges casually.

"Craig's a bully!" Clyde bursts into the kitchen huffing angrily while looking red. Craig laughs and Clyde runs to Token who just rubs Clyde's hair patiently.

"Clyde if you just learned that today we need to have a talk about your intelligence." Token is grinning at Clyde with a mischievous smile and the brunette gasps offended.

"Not you too!" Clyde runs away from Token and heads straight to me. "Tweek, give me some love!" Craig hoists me up onto the counter to avoid the brunette's wrath but instead Clyde buries his head into my lap and wraps his arms around my waist.

My boyfriend is staring at Clyde unhappily and because I have no idea what I'm supposed to do I awkwardly pat his hair. "Uh, t-there there."

Token is snickering and shaking his head. "Well Tweek your coffee is done. I have a huge ass thermos you can use." I'm ready to slide off the counter but Clyde won't let go of me.

"Clyde for fucks sake let go of Tweek or else we're not going on this stupid adventure of yours."

"Whaaat! No!" Clyde jumps away from me as if I'm about to kill him. I slide off the counter and Craig follows me. Clyde has thrown half of his body over the counter and is woefully complaining. Everyone ignores him so I do too. Token digs out two huge ass thermoses from his cupboard and sets them onto the counter.

"Do you want anything in your coffee?"

"N-No, just black." Usually I'd add some splenda or whatever but I'm in the mood for the bitter taste.

"You're so weird." Token shakes his head thoughtlessly as he pours the entire pot of coffee into both of the thermoses.

"Mama Token, Mama Token!" Clyde has removed himself from the counter and is now tugging on Token's jacket.

Token just swats his friend away. "Mamaaaa."

"Clyde stop calling me Mama Token. I swear to god I'm going to fire you from being my friend."

"Whaat? I don't get paid."

"You don't?" Craig glances at me briefly and he has that look in his eyes that means he's messing around. "That's funny because I do."

Clyde doesn't seem to know that Craig is joking and starts to get very offended. "What? Token! You've been paying Craig all this time, but not me?" Token face palms and shakes his head.

"I'm so done."

"That's so not fair though! Like. I could be doing so much with that money. Imagine all the tacos. I only eat tacos like once every two weeks but that could have been twice every two weeks!"

"So every week?"

"No! Like… actually yeah I guess so. I could have been eating Tacos weekly Token! Look what you've done to me? You've ruined my life."

"Yeah, okay, I'm done. I'm going to bed." Token turns to leave the room but Clyde grabs him and yank him backwards.

"I'm kidding! It's okay; continue to be a cheap ass. Seriously though, I was just going to say we should bring some blankets or something." We all just stare at Clyde surprised.

"Wow Clyde, that's actually kind of smart." Craig sounds sarcastic but we all know he's dead serious.

"Hey now! I'm not dumb, okay. I come up with good ideas sometimes. Jesus Craig, no need to be an asshole. Sheesh." Clyde crosses his arms and rolls his eyes. These boys are such dorks that it fills me with glee and I can't fight a giggle.

Craig glances at me and he has that soft look in his eyes he gets right before he kisses me. He doesn't though. But his hand does reach out to grab mine. I still don't like PDA but I don't mind this.

Xxx

It takes us nearly an hour to get all ready to go. It turns out Clyde's shitty ass truck only has a front seat so we're all crammed together as Token drives us out of town. Clyde's truck's name is apparently Dave and Dave scares me. He's kind of old and rusty and makes scary noises as we drive.

The truck was Clyde's uncles who gave it to Clyde when he got his license. Clyde also claims Dave is his soul mate because he's reliable. Or something? I don't know. All I know is that I'm jammed in between Token and Craig and Clyde is sitting next to the window but the window is rolled down. The window being rolled down makes it cold but more than anything it's terrifying because Clyde is leaning way out of the window and keeps screaming random stuff.

"TWO OF MY BEST FRIENDS ARE GAY AS FUCK. HA!" Clyde just keeps on shouting and Craig looks vaguely amused and Token just doesn't even care.

I could really use a cigarette. I didn't bring any though. Actually I just ran out and I think my neighbor might be dead or something because he hasn't left any outside lately. If he's dead and in his house I think his spirit is going to come haunt me and that's scary.

"Hey, C-Craig, can I have a s-smoke?"

"If you're gonna smoke in the car at least wait until we're out of city limits." Token pipes up, glancing at me sideways.

"N-No, I meant a c-cigarette. Is that o-okay?"

Oh man, maybe Token doesn't like cigarettes. I mean I know Craig smokes them but Token's smart and smart people don't like them. Jesus Christ I'm so dumb.

"You smoke?" Token looks surprised and I nod shyly. "I don't care, feel free."

Craig is already fishing out a supremely rumpled up pack of smokes from his back pocket. He flips the pack open and hands me one before taking one for himself. I fish out my lighter about coffee being my anti-drug and light up.

The first inhale of nicotine is always my favorite. It's kind of like a kick to the chest but it fills my lungs with that pressure and helps me relax. I haven't exhaled yet and realized I don't know which way to blow it out. I don't want to be that asshole who blows cigarette smoke in peoples faces. Jesus.

In the end I decide to blow in Craig and Clyde's direction because Craig is my boyfriend and smokes too and Clyde gets over everything. Neither boy seems to care when I exhale and Craig simply mirrors me. The sudden smoke distracts Clyde and he sits back down in the cramped truck. He's staring at me and it's making me fidget so I try to just distract myself with smoking more.

"Wow Tweek, you smoke?" I glance nervously at Clyde and nod. Don't tell me Clyde is someone who hates smokers? Aw man. "Damn, you look hot when you smoke." Everyone in the car, except Clyde, starts choking at the same time.

"What the actual fuck Clyde?" Craig looks really annoyed and Token is staring at Clyde with eyes so wide he kind of looks like a fish.

"Oh, sorry, just saying." Clyde shrugs casually then sticks his head out the window to start singing the Pokémon theme song.

Craig and Token share a look that I can't exactly read.

Eventually the poor quality paved roads turns into a gravel road and the dust forces us to roll up the windows. By then the cigarettes were long gone and only Clyde's 'chillstep' fills the silence.

Dave has started to climb up the foothills of the mountains and at night it's terrifying. Only yellow head lights light the way and I swear behind the trees surrounding us is like cliffs or gigantic drops or something. I'm freaking terrified.

It's been a really long time since I've been up here. I think Craig's mom forced his dad to take all of us sledding once. I just remember Clyde dislocating his elbow or something so we had to leave early and he had to go to Hell's Pass.

The road just continues to climb up and up. Melodic dubstep beats fill the air and everything kind of feels like a dream.

A really scary dream.

I feel like I'm magically ascending up to the heavens all alone, except the three warm bodies surrounding me remind me that I'm not.

I decide it's time for some more coffee.

Finally we seem to hit the peak of this hill or mountain or whatever and everyone collectively gasps.

"Woah."

The mountains continue upwards around us but we've reached a peak that allows us to see outwards into the sky. What we see is picturesque and perfect and just absolutely breathe taking.

There are stars everywhere. They cluster together in a shimmering blanket. The Milky Way is very visible and the moon is just a peeking crescent. There's not a single cloud in the sky and everything is perfect. Token pulls the car over on the left side of the road where there is a large flat clearing.

We're all silent and in awe as Token parks the car and turns it off. The music is gone and only the sound of our breathes remain. No one interrupts the silence and it's really peaceful. This whole entire movie-like moment has yet to be shattered.

I still have to remind myself that this is all real. Yes, I'm in the mountains crammed into Dave with three guys I've known since we were kids. It's been two weeks since I've reconnected with them. I've been dating Craig Tucker for four days. Yes I have issues.

But I'm not the only one. Clyde has lost his mother. Token has parents that pressure him into being someone he's not. Craig has scars.

Yes I'm messed up. Yes I have scars. Yes I'm schizophrenic. Yes I'm on so much medication. Yes my parents are not normal. I'm not normal. But neither is Clyde, Token, or Craig.

We're just who we are.

At this celestial moment I can remember that everything will be okay, and for the first time in a long time I'm not alone.

Life is like a movie. It's over way too soon. Cherish every second. Cherish every second Tweek. And right now I wish to cherish these three precious people who have entered my life.

For once it's not Craig who's reaching out to hold hands but it's me. When our hands fold together the moment truly becomes complete. Nothing is perfect. Nothing will ever be perfect but for now I think it is. To others this moment may not be considered brilliant but for me it is. It really, really is.

The four of us are four completely different people. We're all silent and none of us know what the others are thinking but I think we're also connected and more together than we've ever been before. We're all sharing this unbelievable moment together. And this moment will be one I think I will remember forever.

AN: I don't know if you can tell or not but I am kind of a helplessly cheesy idyllic person (well kind of yehh) I feel like everyone just has those moments that feel celestial and picturesque and just amazing, and that is what I attempted to capture in this chapter! What did you guys think?

Anyways, like always, thanks for all the faves/follows/comments! And all the anon messages on tumblr. Oh man. You guys are so sweet and make me cry and just yeah…!