A/N: Someone left me an ask on tumblr and said some pretty nice things so I got the energy to continue writing this again, well it's not like I didn't want to but I was really busy...anyway to that anon who left the ask, this chapter is dedicated to you!

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The repeated sounds of "thuds and taps" echoed all throughout the empty coffee shop as Craig anxiously drummed his fingers on top of the table. He had a sour look upon his face and his eyebrows were furrowed with what seems to be frustration.

This expression did not go by unnoticed by Clyde who had been staring at him for the past ten minutes. He felt slightly confused as to why his recluse of a friend decided to stay outside today instead of being holed up inside the employee lounge which he had so proudly monopolized before.

Now normally he should be happy about this but...the irritated look on Craig's face meant that something was not quite right...which made Clyde deeply worried about his friend.

"What's up with him?" Stan whispered.

Stan usually did not care about Craig, not that he hated him or anything; it's just that they weren't really that close. Stan had always seen him as that one friend that's fun to be around with when they're around your other mutual friends but when the two of you are left alone together...it's kind of awkward.

But today it was different, Stan felt the same thoughts as Clyde, he genuinely felt worried about Craig. It seems that since there's no customers around, everyone's focus was on the grumpy chullo clad boy.

"I don't know, but it's weirding me out dude…"

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The sounds of tapping continued...Craig let out a huge sigh. He could feel the stares of his co-workers boring unto him but he couldn't care less.

He was pissed, disappointed and well...confused. Why was Tweek avoiding him? Throughout the past couple of hours he had attempted to strike up a conversation towards the blonde boy, but every time he got close, Tweek would make excuses, avoid eye contact, and even straight up run away from him.

Craig was well aware that he did the same thing to Tweek when he was still in his denial phase; and now that the tables have turned, deep grief filled his heart.

He let out another huge sigh and sipped the coffee that Clyde had made for him. Due to his brunet friend's incompetence in brewing coffee...It was excruciatingly bitter and had the most horrible aftertaste, but Craig didn't mind since he was already in a bad mood and felt that drinking something bitter fits his gloomy state of mind.

"H-hello?" A voice suddenly spoke out, It came from the shop's entrance where a lone blonde boy by the name of Butters stood, cautiously looking around.

"Oh hey Butters! Are you looking for Tweek?" Clyde yelled out, excited to see someone familiar enter the shop.

Craig felt a sharp pang in his heart when he heard the name "Tweek", as he was once again reminded of his dilemma.

"A-ah yes…" Butters nodded.

"Butters?" Kenny uttered, he was nowhere in sight earlier but for some reason as soon as Clyde mentioned "Butters" the blonde pervert seemed to have popped out of nowhere; he darted gleefully towards Butters whilst sporting a jovial grin.

"Hey Kenny!" Butters greeted cheerfully.

"What a pleasant surprise! I didn't know that you were going to come." Kenny winked flirtatiously.

"What are you talking about Kenny? You know he was coming, Tweek told us earlier that Butters was going to visit here remember? You even said that you needed to prepa-"

"Clyde, shut the hell up and go to the storage room!" Kenny scolded, this action made Craig snicker a little bit.

"I was just telling the truth!"

"Just fucking GO!"

"Alright, alright...jeez." Clyde reluctantly obliged and headed to the storage room, whilst mumbling various complaints along the way.

"Anywaaaay, what do you want Butters? I can make an amazing cup of coffee for you, free of charge." Kenny propositioned.

"No, not free of charge...that's going to come out of your salary…" Craig countered.

"W-wait what!? Seriously? But I am fucking broke enough as it is..." Kenny turned to Craig.

"Well who else is going to pay for it?" Craig shrugged.

"O-oh...well in that case umm...I can make an amazing cup of coffee for you...for a discounted price?" Kenny awkwardly said.

"H-huh? O-oh gee, you're really funny aren't you Kenny!" Butters chuckled. Causing Kenny to turn red from embarrassment.

"Y-you know...I don't really mind paying full price, and to be honest I am not really a huge fan of coffee; but I am sure anything you make will be amazing nonetheless and just being able to taste something that you made is enough to keep me happy." Butters smiled, which Kenny thought was the absolute cutest thing.

"O-on...second thought...y-yeah I'll make that free of charge."

"Huh? But…"

"No it's alright I don't mind losing a little bit of money just as long as it's for you; And I'll make it extra special too...just for you Leo~" Kenny winked whilst flashing Butters his signature smile.

"O-oh umm...t-thanks." The small blonde blushed, Kenny's flirting was slowly but surely getting to him.

Craig looked at his cup of coffee inquisitively, wondering if something had happened to it while he wasn't looking, as for some reason it seemed to have suddenly turned sweet...Craig felt annoyed by that fact.

He eyed the two blondes, they were flirting and blushing and being all cutesy. Ah so they're the one to blame...Craig couldn't help but feel annoyed by their lovey-dovey attitude, it just wasn't fair...how come they're both so close now when they've only known each other for a few days? What are they, characters from some sort of fanfiction where they end up being together in twenty chapters or so?

Now don't get him wrong, Craig wasn't exactly against the idea of Kenny and Butters...he was only jealous of the fact that those two were progressing so well while meanwhile...Tweek and him were…

"Ughhhhh…" Craig groaned, garnering the attention of the two blondes.

"Is something wrong with Craig?"

"Ignore him for now..."

"O-oh I almost forgot, I am here to visit Tweek, jeez Kenny you got me all distracted there...uh where is he anyway?"

"I think he's in the storage room…"

"Can you lead me there?" Butters looked at Kenny, his baby blue eyes pleading cutely.

"Of course, I'll even carry you bridal style if you want to." Kenny replied.

"No thanks, I think I prefer to walk…"

"O-oh...okay then." Kenny nodded dejectedly.

The two blondes made their way over to the storage room; as Kenny opened the door, they were greeted by the sight of Clyde juggling bags of sugar and a rather depressed looking Tweek watching the brunet from the corner.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

"Trying to cheer up Tweek! I mean…look at him he's all gloomy and stuff." Clyde replied, whilst continuing to juggle.

"Woah, that's amazing!" Butters exclaimed, his eyes twinkling in excitement.

"It is, isn't it?" Clyde smiled smugly.

"Yeah! How are you doing that? Gee golly, that's impressive!"

"Well it takes practice and skill…"

"You're really awesome Clyde!"

"H-he...he isn't! I am way cooler! I can do way more impressive things than him." Kenny pouted, feeling jealous about the attention that Butters had given to Clyde.

"Really? What kind of impressive things?" Butters asked curiously.

"I'd love to show you Butters but to be honest it would probably be better to do it somewhere private, unless you're into that thing where there's people watching." Kenny replied, smiling suggestively.

"Huh? But if it's impressive then why does it have to be private? How will it impress people?"

"Oh it's- you know what? Nevermind..." Kenny sighed deeply, realizing that what he said flew right above Butters head.

"Clyde's juggling skills are amazing...Kenny, you shouldn't try to one up him. I mean you probably have something great too but let Clyde get some attention, I think he deserves it!"

"Hah! You just got told by Butters...my skills are superior!" Clyde grinned. Kenny eyed him menacingly, he was in sour mood, first of all Butters ignored his flirting once again, then he got told off because Butters didn't understand what he meant, and now Clyde's rubbing salt to the wound by mocking him.

"Yeah, yeah whatever...you're good at juggling but what you're doing doesn't seem to be doing any good for Tweek here anyway…" Kenny grumpily pointed towards Tweek who looked like a sad little puppy who discovered that he wasn't going to get adopted in the shelter.

"H-hey guys…" Tweek greeted.

"Tweek, what's wrong?" Butters asked in a worried tone.

"N-nothing…"

"You keep saying nothing's wrong but the sad look on your face begs to differ, jeez...you're the same as Craig. Did you know that he's in a bad mood too? Well worse than usual, what the hell happened to you two?"

Tweek flinched as Clyde mentioned Craig, he looked away nervously rubbing his arm.

Butters understood this motion, feeling worried for his friend he cleared his throat and spoke up: "Umm, I think I know how to handle this so uh…excuse me but can I talk to Tweek in private?"

"Huh yeah of course! Yo Clyde, let's go…" Kenny dragged Clyde's arm ruining the flow of Clyde's juggling which in turn caused him to drop the bags of sugar that he was so effortlessly juggling earlier, unto the floor.

"I just got here because you made me, and now you're making me leave...like fucking hell where do you want me to go Kenny?!"

"Dude, just get out…"

"Arghhh, fine…" Clyde huffily stomped out of the Storage room, with Kenny following suit but not before giving Butters another flirtatious wink.

Silence filled the storage room, as the two small blondes are left alone. Butters thought hard on what to do in this situation, he knew that Craig was the problem...and that Tweek didn't want see him right now...but why?

"Umm…" Tweek spoke up, which surprised Butters pleasantly.

"Yes?"

"You and Kenny seem pretty close…"

"H-huh?! W-what uh...n-no not really, we've only just met!" Butters panickedly replied, his cheeks were beginning to show a tint of red.

"When did you guys start hanging out anyway?"

"W-well...when you were sick I guess…"

"I-I see…"

"You know Kenny is really nice and caring, and he's talented at making coffee, well he can sometimes be a little intrusive with personal space but he's a good guy…"

"Y-yeah he is…" Butters nodded.

"He can get really passionate too, so if he sees something he wants he'll work hard to get it."

"O-oh…is that so?"

"And you guys are my two dearest friends…"

"Tweek...that's very sweet of you to say…" Butters let out a smile, feeling happy about what his friend had said.

"But sometimes things happen that change that friendship...and I don't want it to become weird between the three of us and all…"

"U-um okay...Tweek where exactly is this going? Butters gulped, the sudden shift of tone in Tweek's voice felt like a warning, he wondered what his friend had meant."

"Well...to be honest things have been changing so fast lately that it's all very confusing to me...like I have so much feelings that I can't explain and then to add to that there's you and Kenny…"

"Me and Kenny?"

"D-don't get me wrong! I mean...well I am really confused b-but I don't think it's a bad thing…"

"What?"

"I just wanted to say that I don't mind that you guys are dating."

"What!? Wait, wait, wait...w-what are you saying Tweek?"

"You don't have to keep it a secret...I am your friend you know?"

"Y-yeah but…we're n-not-"

Butter's face was bright red, this was not what he was expecting to talk to Tweek about. He wanted to ask him about Craig and maybe pry a little bit about their relationship but it seems that the tables have turned and now he's the one in the spotlight.

He felt weird that Tweek would assume that Kenny and he were dating as they weren't even that close. It wasn't as if the thought was unpleasant but still…

Butters felt lightheaded as a bunch of other thoughts swirled around his head.

"I was really surprised how fast you got together though, I mean I didn't even know that you knew each other earlier this day and now...you guys are so close.

"Tweek we aren't close! The reason why we seem like it, is probably because we agreed to set you and…Cra- Uh I-I mean we h-had uh...um well we had an arrangement of some sort that's why we seem close!" Butters babbled frantically, slightly panicked by the fact that he had almost spilled his and Kenny's plans.

"Arrangement? Like a wedding?"

"What!? N-no….oh gosh Tweek, stop having the wrong idea...Kenny and I are just friends."

"Really?" Tweek gave a doubtful look.

"Yes, really." Butters replied firmly, although the redness of cheeks has yet to fade away.

"Ok fine...I believe you, the two of you aren't dating."

"Finally…" Butters sighed in relief.

Tweek shrugged, despite his words earlier, he still isn't a hundred percent convinced, but since Butters was his friend he'll try to believe him for now.

"A-anyway! Enough about me...what about you? Why are you so down? It's because of Craig isn't it?"

"H-huh n-no, no, no….it's not about….no...well...no...uh…y-yes."

"What?"

"Yes, it's about him…"

"Is it related to the thing you were talking about earlier this morning?"

"Y-yeah…" Tweek admitted shyly. Butters raised an eyebrow at this reaction, he then decided to go directly to the point and ask him the big question.

"Umm...hey Tweek…"

"W-what?"

"D-do you like Craig?" Butters' eyes were deeply focused on Tweek, he wanted to know the answer.

"Huh? Yeah...I guess I do…he's very nice and I think he's a great boss and he's really cool too."

"N-no I mean do...you like him in that way?"

"What way?"

"Romantically."

"O-oh, probably not…"

"Oh…" Butters replied, feeling dejected, that was definitely not the answer he was expecting...it was more or less the answer that he feared.

"B-but that's just what my mind keeps telling me...the truth is...I don't know. Every time I see him I feel happy but it's in this weird unexplainable way, like I dunno why but he's just different...like he stands out from everyone, and my heart...it feels like it's going to burst from happiness whenever I am around him...it's a feeling I've never felt before…perhaps it's some sort of disease? I-I feel completely at ease when around him but at the same time...I feel weird...and I-I can't explain it."

"I have been having trouble sleeping lately because of that...well even more trouble than before, I don't know what to do…what is this thing that I am feeling?

"T-tweek…"

Unlike Tweek, Butters understand what those feelings are, he wanted to say it, he wanted to tell Tweek what it meant, but it probably isn't the best to spoonfeed the truth to his friend. Butters wanted Tweek to realize what it was on his own...and he'll do everything he can to help him.

"S-so uh Tweek, about that dream…"

"They sure are taking a long time in there…" Clyde said as he eyed the closed door of the storage room whilst holding his favorite mop.

"I wonder what they're talking about?" Stan asked.

"Probably about how cool I am…"

"I doubt that…"

"It's possible! Butters and Tweek think I am super cool!"

"No, he doesn't" shouted Kenny and Craig at Clyde simultaneously.

"Ow! Stop yelling at me! Jeez...today really sucks." Clyde pouted rubbing his ear whilst recalling all the events that had happened to him today.

"They're done…" Stan spoke up and pointed towards the storage room, Butters emerged smiling brightly and after a short while a still melancholic looking Tweek soon followed."

Craig looked at Tweek, biting his lip. He wanted to talk to him, he wanted to apologize. But the blonde boy refused to look at him and instead scurried over to the other side of the shop and pretended to wipe the already pristine tables.

Meanwhile Butters skipped gleefully towards Kenny and the others with a smile so sweet it could give you diabetes.

"Hey guys!"

"H-hey…" Kenny felt like he was going to melt from the cuteness but he needed to stand firm and restrain himself.

"So what did you guys talk about? You seem to be in a good mood but Tweek still looks pretty down." Stan asked.

"O-oh it was nothing, Tweek is fine don't worry about it...anyway my agenda here is done so I should g-"

"No, don't go!" Kenny spoke out, grabbing the smaller blonde's arm.

"Err...I mean...um…" Kenny bit his lip, and tried to think of an excuse for Butters to stay, he didn't want him to go just yet.

"Oh yeah, Tweek said you're pretty good with art and stuff so maybe you can maybe help us make posters? We have an open mic event coming up and we really need help with the advertising."

"Holy fuck, Stan! Thank you!" a teary-eyed Kenny uttered, he wanted to worship the ground that Stan was currently standing on, Stan can be such an awesome bro sometimes.

"What." Stan looked at Kenny in a slightly confused manner.

"Yeah, Butters! We need your help! So please stay here a while longer okay?"

"P-posters? Okay...I g-guess...I can help, and well besides that, the open mic event thing kinda sounds fun!"

"You should come, that way if it fails and no one attends we'd have at least one customer." Stan said joked dryly.

"I will!"

"Awesome! Let's start working on that poster then! Kenny wrapped an arm around Butters shoulders, which made the smaller blonde squeak in surprise.

"O-ok…"

Meanwhile...Craig took no part of the conversation that had just occurred, his eyes had been continually staring at his beloved blonde with bitter longing. He couldn't take it any longer. He didn't want to mope around and drink coffee anymore, if he wanted things to happen then he should just do it...

"I-I am going to go talk to Tweek…" Craig stood up, his hands were slightly shaking but he tried his best to control it.

"Yeah, so you guys can go mope around sadly together…"

"Shut up Clyde."

With a sigh and huge gulp, Craig walked towards Tweek. He tried to brace himself for whatever Tweek had to say. He had to try again...he wanted to fix this. He wanted to win Tweek over once again, and the first step to doing so is talking to him.

A/N: TL;DR: Some Bunny scenes and Clyde shenanigans.