Today was Tweek's first day as a barista at Harbucks; he had gotten some training from Kenny last week, so he finally knew how to make those fancy latte things that girls love to drink. Tweek was quite nervous yet somewhat excited, he was going to try his best not to get fired this time, especially since he didn't want to lose the privilege of free coffee.

"Aww, you look pretty good in that uniform Tweek!" Kenny admired.

"Oh uh Thanks."

"He buttoned it all wrong though." Stan pointed out

"I think it adds character." Kenny replied.

"Character?" Stan questioned, unable to hide the curiosity in his voice.

"Yeah, like Clyde's the dumb but likeable one, Tweek's the cute spazzy one, you're the angsty and mysterious one and I am the hot one who everybody loves."

"Dude, what the hell? I am not angsty nor am I mysterious…"

"Well you've been pretty broody lately, do you want to be depressed and emo one instead? You should really patch things up with Kyle and Wendy."

"Fuck You, Kenny."

"Hey wait, why are you the hot one? I am the hot one!" Clyde spoke up, he was mopping floors earlier but somehow he had joined in the conversation.

"Dude, at least he didn't say that you're the fat one."

"Well that's true but…oh wait Craig can be the grumpy one that nobody likes." Clyde chimed in.

"No, I am the grumpy one who's about to kick all your asses if you don't start working right now." A monotone voice came out from behind Clyde's back, startling the four boys.

"Ah C-Craig!" Clyde nervously said, gripping his beloved mop in fear.

"What the hell are you all doing idling around for?" Craig furrowed his brows in irritation.

"Oh uh we're just admiring Tweek here, doesn't he look cute in his uniform?" Kenny spoke up, hoping to distract Craig from the earlier remarks that Clyde said.

"H-huh me?" Tweek asked confused, he had been quiet all this time and was surprised by the sudden attention, He looked at Craig wondering what the hell was going on.

Craig felt his face starting to flush at the sight of Tweek in his uniform, so he immediately shifted his gaze and ignore Tweek.

"Clyde go restock the supplies then mop up the floor out at the back, Stan go open up the store and man the register and Kenny prepare the brew…" Craig swiftly ordered around, masking all signs of fluster.

Kenny raised his brow, wondering what was up with Craig's reaction, then shifted his gaze to Tweek who looked confused as fuck.

"Uh Craig, W-what about me? Tweek spoke.

Craig was startled when Tweek addressed him, he had been trying to get his mind off of him for the last couple of days, upon seeing the smaller boy once again…most of his earlier feelings had resurfaced.

"Oh r-right…well all the chores are usually divided to three, I kind of forgot about you, you can just go ahead and relax I guess…" Craig said, his eyes never failing to avoid Tweek's

"Wh-What but it's my first day!"

"Um exactly, I don't want to go hard on you, work can get pretty rough after all, go ahead and drink coffee or whatever." Craig said with cool and calm voice then went on his way to the lounge; but despite looking seemingly cool during his exit, he was actually panicking and regretting what he had said, he didn't mean for that sentence to leak out but that was his true feelings, Craig then proceeded to bury his head in the pillows of the lounge's couch due to shame.

Meanwhile: Kenny, Stan and Clyde stared at Craig then Tweek with shocked faces.

"Dude…Since when did Craig become so nice?" Clyde asked.

"During our first day he told me to manually separate the bad coffee beans from the good ones, I had to do like seven ten kilos sacks of coffee beans and I swear I had a coffee bean related nightmare back then. Stan said.

"Well someone's getting a special treatment." Clyde pouted jealously.

"Ah so that's how it is." Kenny smirked then looked at Tweek; he finally got an idea of what was going on.

"Bu...But I wanted to work…" Tweek said somewhat disappointed, he did all that training for nothing.

"Don't worry Tweek, you'll get to work when it's rush hour, although if you really want to work you can go restock the supplies and mop the floor." Clyde suggested

"Isn't that your job?" Tweek asked.

"Well you said you wanted to work…didn't you?" Clyde said with a smile.

"Th-Then what would you do?"

"Nothing!" Clyde grinned.

"Ignore him, Tweek go ahead and do what you want to do, you'll get your share of work later." Stan said as he smacked Clyde in the back of his head.

Sadly business was slow today so even during the rush hour, Tweek didn't get the chance to work, he decided to past time drinking coffee and by the time the shop had closed Tweek had already drank over eleven cups of coffee.

The next day had been the same, but there were more costumers, unfortunately Craig still wouldn't let him work, although this time he wouldn't tell the reason why.

This went on until a week had passed by and Tweek still hadn't got to do any work, Craig never really let him, In the mornings he wouldn't assign anything to Tweek and would let him do whatever he wants, and when Tweek tries to help the others Craig would tell Tweek not to, then yell at the person he's helping to get the fuck back to work, during breaks Craig would offer to buy him food and lets him stay in the employee lounge while he shoos the other three away as soon as their break ends. Inside the lounge, Craig would often look at his paperwork while sneaking glances at Tweek, who would eat his food in confusion.

When Tweek got his paycheck and it was the same amount as Kenny, Clyde and Stan's. Tweek was indeed getting special treatment and he felt bad for having so.

Tweek did somewhat enjoy the free time he had, whenever he stays at the lounge Craig would sometimes talk to him asking simple questions about his hobbies and favorites, Craig was really nice, although sometimes he stares at Tweek a little too much and that kind of creeps the blonde out.

Friday night and it was once again closing time, and like always Tweek didn't get to work, Craig had left early and right now Stan, Kenny and Tweek were waiting for Clyde to lock up.

"Oh Jesus, I haven't done a single work since I started…" Tweek said, he really didn't know whether he liked being treated this way or not, he felt like he didn't deserve his pay.

"Yeah dude, what's up with that? Craig never lets you do anything meanwhile we're fucking overworked, what's the point of hiring another employee if you're not going to allow them to do anything?" Clyde complained.

"I am sorry, I would help but whenever I do, he just yells at you."

"Its fine, it's not your fault Tweek; anyway tell me again how I am not fat."

"Y...You're not fat?" Tweek said, Clyde sometimes creeped him out, every day he would go up to Tweek and ask him to tell him he's not fat, he would then laugh in the giddiest way possible.

"Clyde stop using Tweek to boost your self-confidence…Just lock the goddamn door so we can all go home." Stan said.

"I wonder…w-why Craig wouldn't let me work…does he think I am useless?" Tweek said as they all exited the back door.

"I can think of a good reason."Kenny grinned.

"What?" Stan asked curiously.

"Oh uh well I can't tell you yet, since I am not really sure, but I'll confirm it…"

Stan just shrugged at Kenny's response, thinking that he'll eventually tell them. Right now he has other things to think about.

As soon as Clyde locked up the back door the four parted ways each going to their individual homes, Kenny however, had other plans and decided to visit Craig's house knocking ever so loudly at the door.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Craig said as he opened the door.

"Can I ask you a question?" Kenny smiled

"You already did…" Craig deadpanned.

"Can I ask you…more questions?"

"Ask me tomorrow…" Craig was about to shut the door when Kenny swiftly used his foot as a doorstopper as if he were an overly pushy door to door salesman.

"Kenny, what the fuck?!" Craig shouted.

"Why did you hire Tweek? Kenny asked.

"What do you mean? I thought you wanted me to hire him?" Craig asked annoyed.

"Back then you told me that he can starve to death for all I care." What's with the sudden change of heart? I am grateful that you helped my friend, but your change of heart got me curious."

"It was a random act of kindness back then, and I hired him because he seemed more capable than Clyde, that answer your question?" Craig didn't want to admit he felt sorry for the guy because Craig Tucker after all is a heartless bastard if people found out that he felt sorry for some kid he just met, His image will be ruined.

"Is that really the reason?" Kenny grinned.

"Yes…Now go away." Craig said as he flashed him his middle finger.

"Do you like Tweek?"

"If I didn't then I wouldn't have hired him wouldn't I?" Craig sighed, he can at least admit that much.

"I meant do you like-like him, you know would you like-like to fuck him?"

"W-why the fuck would you ask me that?" Craig's face was about as red as tomato, but he kept his voice as monotone as ever.

"Why are you blushing?" Kenny teased.

"I am not." Craig flipped him off.

"That explains the special treatment, I think it's adorable how you're finally showing feelings for someone." Kenny nodded his head, in assurance.

"I don't give him special treatment, I just don't want to go hard on him…and I don't have feelings for him, I don't have feelings for anyone in general…"

"Yeah you do, you even offer to buy him lunch that's kind of like courting isn't it? Kenny said, Craig was getting annoyed.

"I am straight."

"Suuureee you are." Kenny teased.

"Fuck you." Craig said his voice actually had emotion in it, it was pure anger though.

"Tweek's the one you want to fuck, not me." Kenny grinned.

Craig once again flipped Kenny off then slammed the door shut, Kenny wasn't too successful at "doorstopping" this time so he was shut outside, but that's okay since he at least got what he came for. He walked back home with a smile on his face whistling a rather jolly tune.

Meanwhile Craig was confused…Why was Kenny forcing upon him the idea that he likes Tweek in that way? He had only known the guy for little while, it's impossible for him to have feelings of love for such a short time, sure he found Tweek adorable when he smiles and his twitches and spasms were getting less annoying and more cute as the days pass but it's not like he actually has THAT kind of feelings for him does he? He felt the heat rise from his cheeks, as he considered the thought.

"NOPE" Craig said, he then quickly ran to the bathroom to take a cold shower, to hopefully get his mind off of things.

A/N: I was going to upload this yesterday but I was feeling quite sick, I am all better now so don't worry. Also thanks again for reading!