A/N: In this AU, Tweek never met and isn't friends with the main four(except Kenny) and Craig's gang, Althought they did go to the same school though...I guess.

It has been two weeks since Craig started working as a coffee shop manager; so far it wasn't so bad…His only job was to check supplies, handle negotiations with suppliers (which always went well for Craig's part since the suppliers are scared of him) and to flip off Kenny, Clyde and Stan when they goof off. Craig thought it was peaceful and boring just the way he likes it.

"So should we open now?" asked Kenny, Kenny has surprisingly been doing a very good job as a barista he was the first the one to learn the basics and the fastest one to improve…so either he has a natural talent for making coffee or he's just doing so because he wants to impress girls or guys...nobody knows, since he flirts with everyone.

"Did Clyde finish mopping up the floor?" Craig asked with a bored look on his face.

"Yup!" an excited Clyde said, Clyde had been the complete opposite of Kenny, he still can't make a cup of plain fresh brew even after a week of training so his work mostly consists of mopping, washing dishes, bussing tables and carrying supplies to the stockroom; But Clyde didn't care since he gets to eat all the leftovers, What a tubby.

"Alright…open it up." Craig commanded, Stan then flipped the closed sign to open, he didn't want to admit it but he really liked flipping that sign, that's why whenever the opening or closing time is near, he would always be suspiciously near it so that he can be the one to flip it.

Craig proceeded to the Employee lounge, it was where he stays eighty percent of the time during work; checking supplies and doing paperwork like the boring guy he is. The lounge was a medium sized room which had been decorated quite nicely It had a nice blue couch, a coffee table, a mini fridge, dining table and a flat screen tv. The lounge was made so that the employees had a place to eat lunch and take breaks but since Craig abuses his Managerial powers he made it so that the other three leaves the lounge as soon as their break ends so he could have it all to himself, what a selfish dick…

"Oh shit…I forgot!" Kenny exclaimed, he had already taken his place at the register when he remembered the promise he made Tweek, he looked to Stan who was currently polishing mugs with a bored look on his face.

"Hey dude, can you watch the register for a while I have to go tell Craig something…"

"Sure." Stan nodded, Stan was also doing a good job at being a barista while not as good as Kenny…he was definitely better than Clyde. Stan wasn't really fond of the idea of Craig being his manager since the two of them had been rivals ever since kindergarten but for some reason Stan never complained about it, maybe it was due to the fact that he knows Token and Craig are best friends and he was only just a friend, Who the hell was he to interfere anyway? He just wants a job.

Craig had been discreetly doodling guinea pigs on one the papers instead of doing paperwork when an annoying Kenny barged in the Employee lounge.

"Heeeeereee's Kenny!" The hyper-active blonde pervert known as Kenneth McCormick opened the door in an extravagantly loud manner whilst holding a baguette with his both hands.

"Kenny…What the fuck?" Craig said in a deadpan but still slightly surprised voice while giving Kenny the middle finger.

"Just re-acting the scene from The Shining..." Kenny smirked.

"What the hell is the baguette for then?" Craig questioned, pointing to the long piece of bread the blonde was holding.

"I couldn't find an axe." Kenny said as he swung the baguette in an axe-like manner.

"Are you retarded?"

"Nope, anyway I forgot to tell this to you yesterday, a good friend of mine wants to work here, do you think you can give him a job?"

"I don't know, go ask Token" Craig said in a bored indifferent voice.

"Dude…You're the manager not Token."

"Yes, but Token owns the shop, personally I don't care whether we get a new employee or not but I think I would prefer that we didn't especially if he's a friend of yours." Craig said as he continued doodling on his papers although not as discreetly as before.

"Aww come on Dude…Token hasn't even visited us for a week, I think he doesn't even care about whatever the fuck we do here anyway." Kenny protested.

"I don't care either…" Craig flipped Kenny off; He was not amused at the idea of a new employee that happens to be a friend of Kenny's, who knows what kind of fucked up shit that guy's into to be friends with him.

"Alright fine I'll call Token instead since you're such a heartless asshole." Kenny stuck his tongue out at Craig and took out his phone, I bet you're surprised why a poor kid like Kenny even has a phone, where the fuck did he get the money to buy that thing? Kenny may be dirt poor but he has his ways…Anyway so Kenny took out his phone and called Token, patiently waiting for a response.

"Hello? Token…it's Kenny."

"I have a friend who wants to work here…Is he in?"

"Yes I told Craig…He said he didn't care."

"Oh really?"

"Do you want to talk to him?"

"Alright then…Thanks Token, Bye"

Kenny ended the call then looked at Craig's face with a smug grin.

"What?" Craig asked, raising his left eyebrow.

"He told me that it's all up to you…" Kenny smirked; Which Craig thought looked extremely annoying.

"Well if that's the case then no…I don't want a new employee." Craig said coldly.

"Oh come on, the kid needs a job, He's just like us! He said he was short on cash what if he was actually stuck on a huge debt and his family is starving poor maybe even poorer than me and he has no choice but to sell himself for slavery, don't you feel sorry for him?"

"I don't want to hire any friend of yours…They can starve to death for all I care"

"Dude why so heartless? I mean I know you're an unfeeling apathetic asshole but damn…to treat someone you haven't even met yet like shit, that's harsh."

Craig was slightly taken aback at Kenny's response. Maybe it was pretty asshole-ish of him to say that to a person he's never met even if it were a friend of Kenny's, Craig sighed and realized that being an asshole has its limits except maybe if you're Cartman.

"Alright, fine." Craig said, he decided that he can only wish death or suffering to others once he'd already met them, that way he'll be less of an asshole than Cartman but still gets to be the apathetic bastard he is.

"So he's in?" Kenny smiled; there's was legitimate happiness in his eyes.

"Not exactly…I need to check if he's qualified first, don't expect me to hire him too easily though. Because like I said I don't trust any of your friends.

"That seems fair, but dude I can't believe it, you do have a heart, that's so touching Craigey-poo." Kenny looked up at Craig, pretending to cry with tears of joy in an overly dramatic fashion, but his teasing smirk was still very much present.

"Just get the hell back to work…" Craig said while showing Kenny his favorite finger.

"Sure thing, Grumpy…" And with that Kenny left the lounge with his Baguette in tow.

Craig felt sick at the thought that he did something nice for Kenny and his friend; it wasn't very like him to do random acts of kindness. So he decided to "accidentally" spill coffee on Clyde's bag in order to balance out the kindness in him.

Meanwhile at the Tweak residence, Tweek is again frantically browsing newspapers, he was in a grumpy mood since he didn't have a single cup of coffee in him ever since he woke up.

"GAAAH! Oh Jesus!" Tweek screamed as was startled by his phone's ringing…

"He-Hello?" Tweek answered his phone, holding his chest…his heart was still beating fast due to the incident earlier.

"Hey Tweek, It's Kenny, about the job…My manager said that you had to be tested first or something before he can hire you.

"Tested!? What for?…that's way too much pressure man, What if they think I am on crack and refuse to hire me?!" Tweek panicked.

"I dunno but apparently he doesn't trust you because you're my friend…but don't worry about that dude, you have a lot of experience with coffee I am sure he'll hire you." Kenny assured him.

"-Nng- I don't know."

"Just brush up on your coffee knowledge and impress him with your barista skills…"

"But…I don't have barista skills." Tweek said while twitching.

"Just come here tomorrow around early morning, and try not to freak out when he's asking you questions, I should get back to work now. See you!" Kenny ended the call.

Tweek panicked…as much as he would like to work at Harbucks he didn't realize that there would be testing in the job, Sure he can make coffee and is well versed at distinguishing coffee beans but he can't do any fancy barista stuff, that's crazy!

He was beginning to regret asking Kenny for the job, he was grateful but the pressure of being tested got to him and to makes matters worst he hasn't had any coffee. Tweek started experiencing an extreme amount of anxiety, that he began to pull out his hair and banged his head on the table.

"Gah…Aw!" Okay so yes it did hurt Tweek and it was stupid for him to do so, but whenever he feels anxious or paranoid he would pull out his hair and sometimes bang his head on any near surface, he's lucky that doing so haven't done anything major in his head…or at least not yet.

"Now I really need coffee…" Tweek sighed as he once again looked at his empty wallet; it was empty of course since its contents were wasted yesterday on coffee he didn't even get to enjoy.