A/N: The original chapter title was Summer Retreat 2 - Electric Boogaloo but due to character count limitations, it was changed to finale.

Craig stared at the marvel in front of him, it was a three tiered, two and a half feet sandcastle…with magnificently detailed towers, finely structured battlements, elaborately designed stairways, and gates adorned with the most pristine of beach shells. To top it all off, a moat that was about four inches deep was dug around it and filled with sea water.

"I-It's beautiful…"

"You really think so? That's nice to hear, but I do wish we had a flag for it though…" Tweek replied whilst wiping the sweat that ran down his forehead with a dark blue towel.

Craig couldn't help but stare in awe of Tweek who after wiping his sweat had returned to doing his previous task of gently smoothing out one of the towers with a damp finger, he couldn't believe that someone so twitchy and fidgety as him could be so skilled with sculpting sandcastles…it was a very delicate and focused task and yet he managed to build a breath-taking one in just under three hours!

"You're amazing!"

"H-huh?" Tweek looked up to Craig, staring right into his eyes.

"Uh t-the sandcastle it's amazing...I mean uh y-yeah wait no, I mean you're great too but I uh- fuck..."

Craig wanted to hit himself, he couldn't help the fact that whenever he's around Tweek he alternates between bouts of calm and full on fluster. Just being around the twitchy blonde boy turns him into a complete and utter mess.

"Oh, thanks. But it's only amazing because you helped! We worked together on it, and if it weren't for you then I wouldn't have been able to create this."

"I hardly helped though."

"That's not true! Admittedly you may not have done a lot, in terms of the actual building but you were the one who helped gather the materials and supported me all the way!"

"Well y-yeah I guess but like I said earlier, carrying buckets of sand and water is hardly comparable to creating this wonder." Craig pointed to the sandcastle, admiring it with a smile.

"It has that kind of beauty that should be preserved."

An idea then popped into Craig's head, causing him to immediately walk towards his bag and grab something from it. Craig pulled out a small navy blue cloth case and inside it was an old-fashioned Polaroid camera.

"Let's take a picture of it!"

"O-okay…" Tweek nodded, he then walked towards Craig and watched as the taller boy attempt to photograph their sandcastle.

A click and the sound of the shutter closing was heard, and after a few seconds or so a small film came out of the camera.

"Let's see…" Craig gingerly shook the Polaroid, looking relieved when the photo slowly revealed that he was able to take the proper angles and that it had the right composition and light to it.

"It came out great!"

"Yeah I think so too…well not to be smug or anything."

"You're not, it's alright to be proud of your work, especially if it's something as amazing as this."

Craig looked at the picture, the sandcastle that Tweek made stood magnificently in the dead center of the photograph, indeed it was a good shot.

"Here, you can have this." Craig held out the small Polaroid to Tweek, whose eyes went wide with amazement.

"Really? But you were the one who took a photo of it."

"Yeah, but you were the one who made the sandcastle, think of it as a trophy for a job well done, like you said earlier...you should be proud of your work right?

"R-right…" Tweek blushed, Craig had unconsciously smiled at him, it was one of the things that Tweek doesn't see too often Craig do.

"So y-you like photography, Craig?"

"Yeah, I do! Well...aside from that my main interest is actually film-making, or just dabbling in cinematography in general." Craig carefully stored his camera back to its case.

"Film-making? Like movies?"

"Yeah, movies are amazing aren't they? Aside from making movies I also like watching them, they're like short distractions from reality, and every single one of them tells a different story that you relive through the characters."

"I l-like watching movies too...well back when I was able to watch them...I guess, nowadays I can't really afford to." Tweek sighed, he suddenly remembered all the debt his family owes, he doesn't have the luxury to do fun things anymore.

Upon seeing the small frown upon Tweek's face, Craig felt sorry for the blonde, he wondered if perhaps he shouldn't have mentioned anything about movies. But after thinking back on what he had said earlier, he was a bit proud of what he had been able to say, he was able to reveal to Tweek his interests and passion...and it all flowed through naturally with none of the usual stutters and fluster that he has when he talks to him.

He then felt guilty about the fact that he was proud of such a thing, he wanted to make up for it so he decided that he should do something for Tweek.

"I uh...I could treat you to the movies if you want." Craig bit his lip after realizing what he had just said, it was very reminiscent to an offer of a date. Something that as much as he denied...actually wanted to have with Tweek. Craig thought it was selfish of him to have asked so, it shouldn't be something that he wanted...it should be what Tweek wants. And he wanted to punch himself for saying that.

"W-well...I mean only if you wanted to." Craig awkwardly touched his ears, usually he had his chullo on, which hid them from view.

"I want to!" Tweek spoke up, his huge eyes stared into Craig's; his expression were a mix of uncertainty and excitement.

"Y-yeah…" Craig felt his cheeks warm up, the way Tweek was staring into him was once again making him fluster. He then avoided Tweek's gaze in order to calm himself down.

"But r-really? Are y-you sure?"

"W-well you said you can't afford to watch so yeah I am...and I besides, I was the one who brought the "movie watching" topic up."

"Craig…"

"W-what?"

"You're amazing!" Tweek smiled.

Upon hearing what Tweek had said, and coupled with the very adorable smile that he gave him, Craig felt his heart skip a beat.

"N-no, I am not.."

"Haha, I am just copying what you said to me earlier." Tweek chuckled, Craig thought that it was the cutest thing and that if he died today he wouldn't mind, after seeing such a wonder.

"Oh uh, b-by the way...can I have your cellphone number?"

"M-my...cellphone number? W-why?"

"Well, earlier today I wanted to call you since I wanted to clarify where we would all meet up, but I realized that I don't have it, so I called Kenny instead...and well if w-were going to the movies then shouldn't we have some sort of contact with each other?" Tweek explained, there was a hint of embarrassment and panic in his voice but this went by unnoticed by Craig.

"Sure….but you'll give me yours too right?" Craig asked, he surprisingly had a calm face on but inside he was incredulous, he thought that it was surreal that Tweek would ask him for his number, when meanwhile he was too much of a pussy to ask Tweek for it himself.

"O-of course!"

The two then proceeded to exchange their numbers, Craig was ecstatic, earlier today he was bummed about not having Tweek's number but now he actually has it, why was life treating him so well today? Craig wondered.

"Hey guys! We're back" Kenny whose hair was dripping wet in sea water, said.

Craig took it back, life wasn't treating him well today...that was just a small distraction to the fact that he was actually having a bad time today. Kenny's face made him remember all the shit that went through earlier.

"Here, use this...you scared the hell out of me, I thought you died." Stan said as he took a towel from his bag and threw it towards Kenny.

"Aww, you care about me! Nah, I didn't die. Well I almost did but whatever...and besides even if I did you wouldn't remember anyway."

"What happened?"

"Kenny almost drowned, luckily the lifeguard saved him." Stan replied.

"And luckily the lifeguard was hot, her boobs jiggled as she ran to rescue me, It was sweet!"

"Hmm, maybe you should have drowned instead." Stan flatly uttered.

"Whatever dude, anyway what happened to you two? Any interesting development happening between you guys?" Kenny turned to Tweek and Craig as he dried off his hair with Stan's towel.

"Oh uh...we developed a sandcastle." Tweek answered.

"That's not the kind of development that I am talking about…"

"Oh."

Kenny turned to Craig who had a suspiciously calm face on, he had suspected that something juicy might have had happened between his OTP while they were gone; but there seems to be no signs of it at all.

"Craig, you gotta step up your game."

"Fuck off." Craig flipped him off, he was somewhat offended as he thought that he did step up his game and had gotten closer to Tweek, he got to share a moment building sandcastles with him, talk about his interests, exchanged numbers and hell he even got the balls to ask him out on a pseudo-date.

"U-um where's Clyde and Token?" Tweek spoke up.

"H-here we -gasp- a-re!" Token wheezed looking tired and horrible, bruises were all over his body, and next to him was Clyde who looked considerably worse than Token did. He clung to Token's arm and was limping quite a bit.

"Jesus, what the hell happened?" Craig exclaimed, worried about the state of his two best friends.

"I-it's a long story…" Clyde weakly said.

"Haha, it's actually not, we fought because Clyde was jealous; he was triggered by the fact that there were these two women who clung unto me earlier." Token laughed.

"Jealous of who exactly? Token or the girls?" Kenny teased.

An awkward silence then went by, Kenny didn't expect it...why was it awkward? Is something going on between these two too?

"I-it doesn't matter!" Clyde defensively said, his cheeks were tinted red, which made him look rather cute. A blushing Clyde is a rare sight, because usually he has no shame.

"Dude…"

Everyone stared at him quietly appreciating the unique event, Stan was the one who broke the silence when he felt something wet fall upon his arm.

"I think it's raining…"

The other boys stared at the sky, the clouds had turned a shade of deep gray; droplets of rain fell down increasingly.

"Oh god, everyone pack up and let's get back to the car." Token yelled, causing the boys to panic and grab all their stuff in a hasty manner. They then proceeded to run towards the car.

"I c-cant run, you injured my leg earlier you asshole!" Clyde spoke up.

"Oh yeah, crap I am sorry...I guess I'll just have to carry you."

"Huh?"

Token draped a towel over Clyde's head then grabbed him and carried him bridal style, he looked very impressive as he was also carrying his and Clyde's bags.

"Holy shit, Token, you're badass!" Kenny exclaimed.

"I know." Token smiled smugly.

"D-don't encourage him Kenny! He's not badass he's just showing off!" Clyde joined in.

The rain started pouring down hard, it was almost like monsoon, luckily the boys we're able to get inside the car with very minimal drench.

"That was a close." Stan said.

"Y-yeah it's raining pretty hard out there, we're lucky we were parked close, check out those other people who are still running away from rain, they're dripping wet." Kenny said as he peered at the window.

"It looks like it won't be stopping anytime soon...we should head back home." Token suggested.

"It's a shame that the rain cut our summer retreat short." Clyde muttered.

"But we had fun right?" Token asked.

"Hell yeah, I did! I got to see bouncing boobies!"

"I guess...it was decent." Stan contributed.

"Dude, you enjoyed it. You were even yelling out "I am Poseidon Stan, king of the sea!" earlier, so don't deny it." Kenny countered.

"S-shut up!" Stan blushed.

"I didn't have fun, I didn't get to pick up any chicks at all!" Clyde grumbled.

"Yeah, you were picked up by Token instead...literally though." Craig deadpanned.

"HE INJURED ME!"

"Dude, I am sorry! But you were the one who hurt me first!"

"I forgive you b-but, let's just never speak about that incident again." Clyde pouted, another blush was starting to form upon his cheeks.

"Oh, S-sure." Token said, a bit hesitation in his voice. "What about you Craig, Tweek, what did you do at the beach today? I didn't see you guys during the past few hours, did you just hung around under the umbrella?

"Craig and I- we built a sandcastle." Tweek replied politely.

"A sandcastle?" Clyde questioned.

"That's cool! I haven't built one of those since I was a kid! There's barely any sand in South Park, it's mostly snow." Token nodded, reminiscing his childhood.

"Dude, I can't imagine Craig building a sandcastle, it seems so surreal, although I guess he probably does have the patience to those kind of stuff." Kenny spoke up.

"He probably pushed all the work to Tweek.

"Yeah, I didn't do a lot, I mostly just gathered sand and water, Tweek did all the work, I can't do stuff like that."

"See, I was right, Craig didn't do shit." Clyde said conceitedly.

"Um yeah b-but Craig's amazing too! He took a picture of it and…" Tweek's eyes suddenly went wide as he stopped talking halfway…

"Yeah, Craig's pretty good with cameras, wait what's wrong Tweek? You looking for something?"

Before Tweek could answer to Token's query, Tweek exited the car. The heavy rain had not yet stopped, and a vicious outpour assaulted the poor boy.

"Tweek!" Kenny tried to stop him, but he was too late.

"It's raining hard out there, why did he suddenly get out of the car?" Stan asked worriedly.

"Did he left something in the beach?"

"He probably did, he was frantically checking his pockets and bags a minute or so ago.

"He should have brought an umbrella!" Clyde said.

"It's not just being wet that's the problem here Clyde, It's dangerous to go out near the beach right now, if it's raining hard out there then the sea level is going to rise and come to think of it the spot we stayed at earlier was pretty close to the beach."

"Oh Jesus, do you think Tweek is going to go there?"

"Is he going to be alright?"

"Aren't you idiots going to do something instead of just talking about him? Craig who was somewhat quiet throughout the conversation spoke up, he took a huge annoyed sigh and immediately got an umbrella from his back pack then got out of the car to try and find Tweek through the rain.

There was very little visibility with the strong winds and the fast downpour of rain, Craig felt both anger and worry towards the over caffeinated boy. What could be so important that Tweek had to do that he had to risk his safety for?

In the far distance, Craig could make out a blurry blob of yellow, a familiar shade of blonde that he knew oh too well.

"Tweek?" Craig yelled out, everything was blurry and cloudy and he could only make out parts of the beach, the rain made it hard for him to keep his eyes open wide enough.

Once he got close enough, Craig's vison got clearer revealing that the yellow blob was indeed Tweek, he was crouched down in the sand and seemed to be looking for something; his hair which was usually a fluffy blonde mess, was wet and slick with the rain. His white shirt that he wore clung unto his thin frame, and was almost transparent due to it being heavily drenched.

"Tweek get up, it's raining hard out here…we need to go back." Craig held out his umbrella towards the boy, who does not seem to care at all about the rain.

"I c-can't- I can't find it…" Tweek sniffed.

"What can't you find? Oh god w-wait are you crying…" Craig panicked, he looked around them, the sand was wet and clumpy, the originally white sands from earlier looked pale gray and dirty.

"I-I'll help you find…whatever it is just don't cry, okay?"

"No you don't have to, you've already done enough!"

"It'll be faster if we worked together!"

"B-but I…"

"Just let me help, okay?"

"Craig..."

"What did you lose?"

"You're going to be mad at me…"

"Mad? Me? I'm already mad, I am fucking pissed! Why did you leave all of the sudden? Do you know how much you made the others worry? How much you made me worry?"

"I-I am sorry."

"Just tell me what it is you lost, so that we can find it."

"…"

"Tweek."

"The polaroid."

"The polaroid? The picture of the sandcastle?

"Y-yes." Tweek nodded hesitantly.

"I-I see, let's look for it together." Craig replied, he could see as to why Tweek wanted get it back, he spent three hours making the thing only for it to be washed away by the rain, and the only memento of it was lost.

"You will? Aren't you mad?"

"I am mad at you for other things but not about that, you worked hard on that sandcastle so of course I'd understand that you'd want to find the only memory of it that it existed."

"T-that's not it!"

"Huh."

"I don't care about that fucking sandcastle, it's the photo itself that I care about."

"What do you mean?"

"It's a gift from you right?"

"A gift?"

"I am normally not this careless, I don't know why I am like this, I am so stupid… I should have kept it in a better place, and now I can't find it. And it's so frustrating, because you gave it to me. I was so happy to have received it, because it's from you Craig, and you…you're amazing and I dunno why you're so nice to me, I don't deserve it at all but you…you're just…, during the past few weeks, being around you was like one of the greatest feelings ever, for some reason when you're around me I kind of feel calmer, I have no idea why...but I like it, I like the feeling...I like you."

Craig looked at Tweek, his eyes were red from the crying; his nose and cheeks had a faint shade of pink on it. This boy, he ran out in the rain just to look for a picture that he took, was he really that amazing to Tweek? Does he like me as much as I like him? What exactly does that "I like you" from Tweek even mean? Was it a confession? Was it a platonic thing?

There were so many questions going through his mind but all Craig knew was that at this point he could no longer deny his attraction towards Tweek, he likes him...he likes him a lot. Regardless of whether those feelings are unrequited or not.

"It's alright...if that's the only thing you're worried about then I'll give you another one, I'll take a bunch of other pictures and give it all to you! Just don't...just don't cry." Craig patted Tweek's head, it was damp but Craig didn't mind.

"You're not mad at me for losing it?"

"No."

"..."

"I-it kinda feels like you're spoiling me a lot Craig, I feel really guilty." Tweek let out a quiet giggle, his eyes were still glassy from crying but he seemed to feel much better than before.

"Yeah, for some reason I can't help but do that, anyway let's go back...the others are probably worried too." Craig admitted, a blush creeping up in his cheeks.

"I s-should do something for you too! But I...I don't know what you would want from me."

Craig could list down all the stuff he wanted from Tweek, and he hated the fact that he could. But he finally admitted to himself earlier that he could no longer deny the attraction he felt towards the boy.

"And it's not like I could give you anything of value, I am broke after all…b-but I promise that someday, I'll give you something nice, something you'll like…Is that okay?"

"Sure, but you're presence is more than enough."

Craig smiled at Tweek, startling him. Tweek felt very warm despite being in the middle of an onslaught of rain.

"W-we should go back."

"Yeah, we should."

The two walked back, neither one of them said a word as they walked, when they eventually reached the car, they were met with the sight of Kenny and Token, who were each holding umbrellas.

"You guys are back! We were just about to go looking for you."

"Where did you run off to Tweek?" Kenny asked worriedly.

"I w-went off to find something I lost." Tweek nervously replied.

"Did you find it?"

"N-no…but it's okay, let's just go back, I am sorry for making you guys worry."

"I am just happy you're safe, Craig can go drown in the sea for all I care, but not you, you're too good for this world."

"Fuck you." Craig flipped Kenny off.

"It's a joke, I was worried about you too, you know! And I gotta admit that you were really cool back then when you decided to get out of the car to find Tweek." Kenny winked.

"Enough talking, you guys are drenched...change your clothes in the car, and let's get out of this place. Token said, he had a somewhat annoyed expression, similar to what a dad might have when faced with the stress of fatherhood.

And thus the Summer Retreat ended, it was a weird and wonderful event, but the guys each had their fun nonetheless. Tweek might have lost one thing but he instead gained a lot in return: new memories, closer friendships, realizations, Craig's cellphone number and not to mention a cold.

"A-achoo."

A/N: This wouldn't have happened if Craig wasn't such a hipster, and used a phone camera instead. smh