This is a really short chapter… sorry, but you can review anyway…

Chapter 3
Another State Of Consciousness

Tweek awoke early the next morning and headed out to the hallway quickly. He didn't bother to believe that Stan's parents were home so when he walked into the kitchen in nothing but blue boxers he screamed and ran into the bathroom.

Tweek cursed the fact that he didn't expect this. Stan's family was in there eating breakfast and he stupidly entered, clad in bright blue boxers. He smacked his head against the wall.

There was a knock at the door and Tweek instantly heard laughing. Stan could hardly get two words out he was laughing so much. Tweek wasn't sure how to react, seeing as how he was seeing the comedy of the situation.

"You don't have to worry. I walk around in my boxers all the time." Stan said through breaths. Tweek opened the door and felt slightly vulnerable in his state, and in thinking this, the butterflies decided to drop by.

Stan grabbed his toothbrush. He completely disregarded any vulnerability that Tweek was feeling and was only concerned in brushing his teeth.

"Well Stan…I learned from you what to do on a date, but how do I get one?" Tweek panicked.

Stan spit into the sink and quickly rinsed his mouth. "Leave that to me" he wiped his mouth on his t-shirt and showed off his tone stomach. He slapped Tweek's shoulder reassuringly and left the bathroom clad in his own boxers.

"But Stan…" Tweek protested but Stan went straight to the phone without uttering a word to him. Tweek stood behind the couch, hiding as much of himself as he could from Stan's parents. He looked at the table and saw that the puzzle was finished. A 3000 piece puzzle, tons of little, oddly shaped cardboard pieces with pictures on them.

"Hi Natalie…" Stan spoke. Tweek's breathing stopped and he froze completely. "Yeah… I'm good…Listen- no; no… yeah I was busy-" Stan had a very annoyed look on his face. "Dinner at my sisters… of course I had to go… Yes I would have come if I didn't have to go… I know… mm-hm…" now it was just a matter of Stan nodded and agreeing to whatever she was saying.

Stan forced a very fake laugh. "Yeah- but I have a favor…you know Tweek? Tweek Tweak…Yeah, he's the one. He's a pretty nice guy you know," Tweek blushed crimson when Stan said that, even if he was lying. Stan was winding the phone cord around his fingers and then letting it fall.

"Yeah, well he was telling me last week that if he could go on one date with anyone in the entire world that it would be Natalie Cook. No… He picked you over everyone…even Hilary Duff and Ashlee Simpson…well yeah, sorry, don't get upset- I know that was a given; no one would date them…but he said he'd take you to a fancy restaurant…" Tweek gave a small shriek and Stan gave him an angry look and shooed him away with his hand.

Tweek headed to the spare bedroom, Stan's voice growing faint. He didn't even want to head what other stuff Stan was making up. He came to his house for advice and all Stan did was make him feel uncomfortably sated around him and lie about him to Natalie.

He grabbed his dirty pair of socks and cringed as he put them on. First thing he was going to do when he got home was have a shower. Stan walked in a leaned on the doorframe, with a smile on his face and crossing his arms he said, "Hey loser, I got you a date."

"Ahhh… what am I supposed to do?" Stan shrugged as Tweek pulled on yesterday's shirt and pants.

"Relax dude… just do what feels right. That was the whole point of," he lowered his voice. "Last night…" he smiled lightly and said, 'you did what felt right, even though it wasn't particularly correct." He ended with a small chuckle.

"But--- That didn't really help anything… what am I supposed to talk about?"

"One thing and one thing only, Tweek" Stan said seriously. "Her."

"What?"

"Only talk about her," he repeated with a very honest tone. "Tell her how great she is, how pretty she is, how popular…she'll eat it up. She's such a self centered bitch-"

"Hey!" Tweek shouted at Stan who held his hands up in defense.

"Speaking from experience here."

"Maybe you shouldn't" Tweek feigned being tough and Stan laughed at him.

"Whatever, man…" Stan walked away and the perplexed, laden blonde packed and left the Marsh house.

I-I-I-I-I

It was 4:40 when Tweek drove up to the second largest house that the South Park area had to offer. Tweek sighed and his heart fluttered as he waited for the blonde beauty to walk out of the house. Tweek's eye gave a small twitch and he picked up the few roses off of the seat.

The door opened at she came strutting out, wearing a black halter and jeans that left nothing to the imagination.

"Hi" She said in a seducing tone. She sank into the car and buckled her belt up. Tweek anxiously handed her the roses. "Awe… what a sweetheart…" She leant over and kissed his cheek, causing him to blush lightly.

"What's the plan?" She asked, marking her roses.

"I thought we'd go for a drive. I made reservations for a restaurant out of town, so we'll leave here by 5:30, meaning we'll get there by- uh- ten after six…" He put the car in reverse and backed out of the driveway. '

"If that's what you want to do," he added nervously.

"Sounds great." She smiled at him and toyed with a small chuck of his hair at the back of his head as he started to drive towards Starks Pond. "Arg…" he let out almost silently and glanced at her through the side of his eye.

"How come I've never noticed you, you're so adorable?" She said happily, moving her head from side to side.

"I don't know…we've been in the same home room and math class since ninth grade." Tweek gave her the explanation and jerked his head towards the window, feeling more and more nervous.

"Hmm. I guess I've been busy." She told him as if it didn't matter.

Tweek parked the car and undid his seatbelt. He looked over at Natalie and smiled slightly. He went to open the door but the doors all locked simultaneously. He turned to face he and she was sporting a devil's smile.

Natalie pushed herself on Tweek, her lips colliding with his in a suggestive manner. It wasn't like the first time Stan kissed him; there were no butterflies. When she kissed him, he felt nothing and Tweek didn't know why. This was the girl he's been after for years and now she was kissing him and he felt nothing.

Stan appeared into Tweek memory creating an onslaught of emotion. Tweek's body shuddered and he pushed Natalie away from him.

"I can't do this…" Tweek shouted and the girl looked angrily at him.

"What?" she asked insulted. "No one's ever said no to me"

Tweek shrugged. "I don't feel butterflies," he said simply.

"What?" she laughed slightly. "You don't feel butterflies?" she asked slowly and then continued to laugh. "You are such a pussy… I'm leaving." She grabbed her purse and then left Tweek's car. She leaned in the door and said one last time, "stick dinner up your ass…butterflies" she muttered and continued to laugh as she left.

Tweek didn't really feel remorse for her leaving. In fact, he was slightly glad that she was gone; she was really starting to piss him off. He never knew that she was such a bitch; then again he was "blinded" by lust for her.

He needed to see Stan, he needed more of what he had to offer him. He didn't know what Stan would say when he told him he needed him and he wasn't sure of why he needed hm. All that he knew was that was where he was headed.

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Dun…dun…dunnnnn…. Anyway… Please review… next chapter will contain SMUT.. the wonderful SMUT! Sorry to those who are Ashlee and Hilary fans (why there would be any is BEYOND me) I didn't mean to offend you (just them… HAHAHAHA) I just hate them… and I wanted to burn them… cause they SUCK CONFORMIST BALLS….