A/N: Regarding the secret behind the phone number from the last chapter it's just a simple number to letter cipher. Here's the answer:

Tweek's phone number is (720) 912 318 5511

720 is just an area code for Colorado, It isn't really part of the puzzle or Tweek's actual cellphone number. The numbers corresponds to the order that the letter appears in the alphabet.

9 - I, 12 - L, 3 -C, 18 - R, 5 -E, 5-E, 11-K= IL Creek

The secret message is "I love Creek" or just "Creek" if you disregard the IL part.

Anyway sorry for this obtrusive author's note, feel free to ignore this and please enjoy reading.

Kenny watched as the orange liquid poured into the glass, the rhythmic glugs that occurred as the juice flowed from the bottle seemed calming to him.

He then looked at Butters whose eyes were focused on the drink. The determination in his blue eyes made it seem like pouring orange juice into a glass was a very hard task. Kenny couldn't help but admire him for such a thing...even if it's just pouring juice.

"U-uh hey Kenneth, Can I ask you something?"

"Huh?" Kenny was startled, he had almost forgotten about the fact that he had introduced himself using his full name, looking back…Kenny thought that his earlier introduction was absolutely idiotic, he was trying too hard, and that went against his code of playing it cool…

"Uh…you can call me Kenny, Kenneth sounds too formal, and besides I don't look like a Kenneth do I?"

"Hmm...Kenny does seem to fit you better, but I think you're cool enough to be a Kenneth too!"

"Is that so? You think I am cool?" Kenny grinned, thinking that perhaps his chance with Butters was greater than he thought.

"Yup, I think you are!" Butters nodded cheerfully, Kenny felt glad, he was happy with the fact that Butters seemed to have a good opinion of him so far.

"Thanks you're pretty cool yourself…by the way I think your name suits you too, your hair looks like butter."

"Y-yeah I get that all the time." Butters touched his hair timidly, feeling slightly self-conscious.

"I wasn't making fun of you or anything...Butters is a cute name, it's a very fitting name for someone as adorable as you." Kenny winked, then flashed a heart-robbing smile, unfortunately it didn't seem to faze Butters at all as his only response was to blink and tilt his head questioningly. It wasn't the reaction that Kenny was hoping to get from the other boy, but he still thought that it was insanely cute.

"D-do you have something in your eye there, Kenny?"

"No." after realizing that once again his flirting didn't work, Kenny felt a bit disappointed.

"Oh okay." Butters smiled innocently, Kenny would have to think of a different way to get to him, seeing as all his attempts at flirting doesn't seem to work.

"I think the fact that our parents are the ones to choose our names is kind of unfair, cause sometimes people end up getting stupid ones. You kinda get stuck with it forever...I guess unless you have it changed but you can never change the fact that it wasn't your original."

"You don't like the name 'Butters'?"

"Oh no, I don't mind being called Butters, it's a nickname that I grew up with. It's my real name that I am bothered about, it's ugly-sounding and gosh darn stupid so I hate being called that."

"Wait...Butters isn't your real name? What is it then? Surely it can't be that bad." Kenny felt curious.

"O-oh uh gee it's pretty embarrassing, but I suppose I should tell you since you asked. My real name is actually 'Leopold', it's a dumb name right? Kinda sounds like a name that an eighty year old grandpa would have.

"Leopold?"

"Yeah, I don't know what Mom and Dad where thinking when they named me." Butters pondered, biting his lip.

"Dude, Tweek's got it worse."

"Oh y-yeah, well I guess maybe that's why we're friends...because we both have weird names. Butters giggled, and boy did Kenny want to take out his phone and record the moment, but of course that would have been too weird so he recorded the memory with his brain instead.

"Speaking of Tweek, I was actually going to ask you something about him earlier but we kinda got sidetracked..."

"I am sorry that was my fault, what did you want to ask?"

"U-uh actually I guess this is more about Craig…"

"Craig?" Kenny questioned.

"Yes, I was wondering...Is he and Tweek close?"

"Huh? Well I guess they kind of are, they are co-workers after all." Kenny scratched his chin, in reality he wasn't quite sure how close those two were. Kenny only knew about Craig's feelings but not Tweek's.

"No, I mean a-are they like…" Butters motioned both his left and right index finger together and pressed it close. "Dating?"

"O-oh...well no, they aren't." Kenny was surprised, he wondered how Butters came to that thought.

"Ah I am sorry it's my bad for assuming things. It's just because earlier when I was checking up on Tweek I heard him call out the name 'Craig' when he was sleeping...I was wondering who might that be but then you guys came; and when we went upstairs Craig seemed to be really worried about Tweek so I thought that you know…maybe they're together."

"Tweek was calling for Craig in his sleep?" Kenny felt delighted by that fact, perhaps Craig's attraction isn't one-sided after all.

"Y-yeah, it surprised me too…but you know, Tweek seemed to be really happy when he called for him, perhaps he was having a nice dream with Craig in it..." Butters smiled fondly at the thought.

"So you ship them too huh?"

"Ship?" Butters looked at Kenny with a confused expression.

"Uh nevermind...You wanna hear a secret?"

"A s-secret? Um sure..."

"The truth is...Craig likes Tweek. That dude has the biggest fucking crush on your friend."

"O-oh."

"And I am actually helping him win Tweek over right now, so that little tidbit of information that you gave me is pretty helpful. It kinda gives us the hope that Tweek might like him back."

"So you're playing cupid? That's awfully nice of you to do such a thing."

"Nice? Well maybe...but I mean it's a personal thing too...I take pleasure in seeing them together, and hopefully if I am successful then they'll be happy with each other."

"How admirable! I wish I could do that too...helping people with their relationships and stuff. But I think I'll just get in the way so I'll just root for you guys from afar." Butters smiled once more, Kenny resisted the urge to tackle him with a hug...it was a hard task but he did it.

"O-oh, you can help...if you want, I mean I thought I was close to Tweek but you seem much closer to him than I do. We're not going to force him to like Craig or anything...I just need you to observe him and tell me Tweek's opinion of him and stuff."

"R-really it's alright for me to help? Well uh gee, that sounds swell…o-okay, I'll do it!"

"Great! Want to exchange phone numbers so we can contact each other?" Kenny grinned, what a sly guy he was to use Tweek and Craig' relationship as an excuse in order to get Butters' phone number, but then again Butters would be a really good help in getting those two together so why not kill two birds with one stone right?

"Okay!" Butters agreed.

Kenny stared as Butters typed his number on his phone, although he was successful in obtaining his cellphone number, Kenny still didn't know how to actually woo him over as his usual method of flirting doesn't seem to work on Butters at all…

"Here you go!" Butters handed Kenny's phone back, poor kid is probably unaware of all the porn sites that phone has been to. He probably needs to wash his hands afterwards.

"Thanks, Leo." Kenny said in a laid back manner, as he shifted his attention to his phone in order to save Butters' cell phone number.

"N-no problem…" Butters blushed nervously, which sadly went by unnoticed by the orange clad boy, if he did then he would have probably already pounced on the smaller blonde by now.

Butters felt weird being called a different name, he was so used to 'Butters' that the name Leopold seemed foreign to him; more so is Leo. But in the recesses of his mind he was quite happy about the fact that Kenny called him that, it was like a personal little nickname that he thought of just for him, Butters didn't know why...but for some reason this made his heart flutter. And oh how great it could have been If Kenny knew about this fact.

Craig was in a very dangerous situation. He didn't realize it before but about twenty seconds after Kenny and Butters left, he found himself thinking that there was something very wrong in his current scenario.

He was alone, in a mostly empty room with his object of affection…Tweek was lying in his bed about five feet away from him, sleeping defenselessly.

So if he wanted, he could probably…

Craig bit his lip, should he do it? It was a once in a lifetime chance...it would be a huge waste if he let this opportunity pass by.

With a nervous gulp, Craig decided to himself...that he should definitely do it.

He sat down unto Tweek's bed, his heart pounding whilst beads of sweat formed upon his forehead, he then gingerly grabbed the phone in his pocket. Craig then stopped to look around his surroundings, making sure Kenny and Butters were nowhere in sight. After deciding that the coast is clear, he then proceeded to take a picture of Tweek's sleeping face.

Craig couldn't help but smile at the fact that he was able to successfully take the picture. He wondered for a bit if he should make it his phone wallpaper but then ultimately decided that it would be best not to as it would have been too creepy...but let's be honest here, he already is creepy for taking a picture of Tweek's face without the blonde boy's knowledge.

He once again looked at Tweek, watching as his chest softy rise and fall with each breath, his cheeks were reddish from his high temperature and his pale lips were parted slightly due to difficulty breathing through his nose, his occasional exhales of breath produced a very faint but sweet sounding sigh...it almost seemed erotic.

Craig blushed, as a wave of indecent thoughts soon filled his head, he didn't want to succumb to it...but the fact that Tweek was vulnerably sleeping in front of him...made it hard to do so. It felt as if someone was testing his restraint.

With all of his might, Craig look away, he decided that the only way to curb his rather impure thoughts was to ignore Tweek and shift his attention to somewhere else.

Craig turned his gaze back to his phone, the picture of Tweek's sleeping face was still displayed on his screen, he smiled at it fondly but that smile soon faded as Craig realized how stupid he was looking at the image when the real one was right next to him.

After much deliberation on whether or not he should look at Tweek again, he decided to be ballsy and indulge his desires.

He crept closer to Tweek, being very careful as to not wake him up, he then gently poked the blonde boy's cheeks with his index finger. It was soft to the touch and very warm.

Craig felt unsatisfied with just a single poke, he decided that he wanted to touch him more...he brought out his whole hand then gently caressed the whole right side of Tweek's face, his thumb gingerly playing with the smaller boy's lips.

The warmth of Tweek's breath touched the tip of Craig's thumb which made his heart beat fast, a thought suddenly ran through his mind...

That he could very easily kiss him right now.

But as much as he wanted to, there were a lot of things to consider...what if someone caught him doing such a thing? What if Tweek wakes up? What exactly happens after the kiss? Will he be able to control himself? Or would pure Id take over him and…

Craig stopped himself from continuing that thought, he felt creepy for thinking of such a thing, he couldn't believe that he could have these thoughts...for a guy...for Tweek.

These thoughts pretty much cemented the fact that he really does like him, he already knew that he did...but this just added a new layer of feelings that Craig had for Tweek that he never knew he could have. If there were any trace of platonic intent before then this thought completely obliterated it.

"C-Craig?"

A weak voice called out which pulled Craig back into reality, he was lost in his thoughts but thanks to that small voice he came back to his senses.

"H-huh?" Craig looked to see where the voice was coming from; a very weak looking Tweek stared upon him, his half-lidded eyes had a somewhat hazy look in them.

"Is that really you? I am not dreaming am I?" Tweek asked, whilst slowly rubbing one of his eyes.

"T-tweek...you're awake." Craig awkwardly replied.

"Y-yeah I just woke up...umm wait why are you touching my face?" Tweek pointed to the hand that Craig was currently holding Tweek's face with.

"Huh? O-oh god...sorry!" Craig immediately withdrew his hand from Tweek's face, he couldn't help but blush hard. And while it wasn't the worst thing that Tweek could have caught him doing, he still thought that it was still very embarrassing.

"I-I was just checking your temperature and I think y-you're really h-hot...shit no, no, no that's not what I mean oh god….y-you're uh...y-you're warm! Yeah that's it! I think you still have a fever." Craig stuttered, yes there was no denying the fact that he was an absolute mess.

"I do?" Tweek sat up, and touched his face, wondering if he was indeed warm.

"Y-yeah…"

"Don't be silly Craig, you don't check for a person's temperature by just touching their face, you press your foreheads together like so…" Tweek giggled weakly as he pulled Craig over and pressed his forehead with the taller boy's.

Craig felt dazed over the warmth that Tweek emitted, their noses brushed together and there was only about an inch of space separating their lips apart.

"Y-y-you're still warm…you do have a fever…" Craig tried his best to keep calm, but he was flustered as hell right now. He kept his eyes closed as looking directly into the blonde's eyes during their current situation would have been way too much for him.

"Craig...why do I feel weird when you're around?"

"H-huh?"

"Remember when I said that I like you? I meant is a friend b-but…but it feels different somehow, it's a different type of like...I've never felt it before or for the others, I've only felt it for you."

"Uh ..I."

"What makes you so special Craig? Why am I so happy when I am with you?"

"Tweek...I uh…" Craig's heart was racing, from the things that Tweek was saying he could guess easily where this was going…and he very much hoped that his guess was right.

"Yesterday, I couldn't sleep because I was thinking of you…and I finally realized why I am having all this weird feelings, I-I thought it was stupid at first but there's no denying it…"

Craig gulped bracing for the impact.

"I-I think you're an assassin that was sent out by someone to kill me, you've probably been poisoning my coffee that's why my heart has been beating way too fast lately..."

"What."

"Y-you're being nice to me to get on my good side but I know darn well that you're only doing so...so you could kill me right? how d-dare youuuu…" Tweek slurred, Craig suddenly realized that Tweek was probably groggy and disoriented from his illness and medicine and that had no idea what he was talking about.

"I trusted youuu Craiggg!" Tweek started sobbing, Craig thought that he looked and sounded drunk rather than sick, nevertheless he of course found Tweek to look adorable in his state.

"Dude, I am not an assassin, you're not thinking straight right now, you should get some more sleep."

"Noooo, stay away from meeee" Tweek weakly protested.

"Tweek, you need to rest." Craig grabbed him by the arms in order to calm him down, he felt worried for the blonde, although there was the lingering feeling of disappointment by the fact that he didn't get the confession that he was expecting…Craig felt that it was top priority that Tweek gets better.

"B-but even if you are an assassin that's out to get me...I still like you." Tweek mumbled softly as he weakly collapsed into Craig's arms, his head resting on Craig's shoulders. Tweek was still in no condition to talk as his fever seemed to cloud up his mental process causing for him to say some really strange sentences.

Craig sighed, and tucked Tweek back into bed, he should probably go home for now and let the poor boy rest, He'd just be bothering Tweek if he stayed there and not to mention the fact that he has been having some rather sexual thoughts on the sleeping Tweek. It just wasn't the right time.

After turning off the lights to Tweek's room, Craig then attempted to walk out of the door...but not before succumbing to at least one bit of his desire and quickly kissing Tweek lightly on the cheek.