Authors note:

This would happen to be my first attempt at TweekXCraig.And if you read thedes. you know it's just a piece frommy upcoming fanfic. If you're interested in the whole story you'd better review this, because it'sthe fans that keep me motivated to finish : ) Annnnnyhow,enjoy this.

Tweek was woken that night by a light scratching at the window. "Burglars!" he screamed, as he pulled his blanket up closer to his chin. Butters leaned over the bed to look at the window closer; he could practically feel the upper bunk vibrating. That's how much Tweek was shaking.

"Aw, shucks now. Why would someone wanna do a thing like that? I'm sure it's just a…a baby raccoon."

"A raccoon!" Tweek shrieked. "Auugh! They have rabies! I want out! I want out!"

"God damn it Tweek," Stan mumbled from his bed on the oppisite side of the room. You're gonna be fine so just calm down." The scratching stopped as the window slowly opened. Tweek was too scared to even scream which was definitely a first for him. A dark figure of a man pulled himself through the window.

"Where's Tweek?" a deep voice asked to no one in particular.

"Oh God!" The boy screamed. "They've come for me! I knew it!"

"…Craig?" Stan asked in a drowsy voice.

"Yeah."

"What are you doing here?" Clyde asked, as if he had suddenly awoken. "I thought you were in cabin three. That's way on the other side of our area."

"I am. And it is," he said calmly as he slid into the bottom bunk of the right side of the cabin, right next to Tweek. "But I couldn't just leave my Tweek all alone on his first night in these terrifying woods." He grinned at the shaken boy, who was now clinging tightly to his dark blue t-shirt, and slid one arm around him.

"You shouldn't be here, you're gonna get in trouble," Clyde said, but was only answered by Craig's finger, and instantly shut up. Craig ran his free hand through Tweek's thick tousled blonde hair, trying desperately to calm him.

"You don't have to be scared anymore…I'm here." Tweek loosened his grip on Craig's shirt, but he didn't let go. Craig held him until he stopped shaking, which was an amazing trick that only Craig seemed to be able to accomplish. And that is the way they feel asleep together. So calm, and so peaceful.

Stan watched them the entire time, but all it made him think about…was Kyle.