Everything seemed to be happening so fast, the entire base seemed to be stirred to life as Tweek walked through the was desperately trying shove his way through the crowds after Tweek. Oh god he just hoped Tweek wasn't planning on doing anything stupid.
"Tweek!" Craig attempt to call out. Tweek stops for a second glancing back at Craig with a glare. Shit he'd even go as far as to say that was terrifying. He couldn't back down now. There were so many small things Craig had learned to pick up from Tweek over the years. How tense his shoulders were, how badly his twitching got, how frantically he would look around and how he would fidget with his fingers when he was nervous. Craig made his way through the crowd looking Tweek dead in the eyes. He was stressed, panicked, nervous and scared. Craig takes Tweek's hands into his own gently rubbing calming circles onto his knuckles like he used to do.
"Tweek, It'll be ok. You're not alone anymore." Craig whispers softly to the other. Tweek's eyebrows go down in confusion as if he was debating on how he should feel about this. At the very least he was distracting Tweek from his stress. Tweek took a deep breath his shoulders relaxing once more and a determined flicker in his eyes.
"You're Craig." Tweek says just as softly. Craig smiles softly glad that he was even able to help, though that didn't last long. Tweek turned starting to walk holding onto Craig's hand to insure he wouldn't get lost. As they arrive at a door Tweek swings the heavy metal door open like it was nothing and walked in. Inside the room was a large wooden table, a laptop in the middle and four seats. Tweek sat down the rest of the adults he saw when he first arrived were already seated.
"Craig, sit." Tweek says sternly. Craig didn't have much of a choice so he sat down in the chair next to Tweek.
"As you all know this is Craig, Craig Tucker has passed the test and in the span of a day brought us information about Cartman." Tweek states loudly. Tweek really was amazing.
"Show them all the text Craig." Tweek says glancing over at Craig. Craig nods quickly sitting up taking his phone out, thankfully he still had 20% left. He pulls up the message and passed it around the table. Everyone started mumbling Craig gladly pocketed his phone jumping when Tweek slams his fist onto the table.
"Silence! We have no time for idle chatter!" Tweek hisses glaring at the rest of the table, though Tweek's glare lightens when he looked at Craig. Fuck, Tweek was hot. Sure Tweek was hot before but…
"We have to get into this party and kill Eric!" Tweek hissed angrily even twitching slightly. Kill? They couldn't kill someone! Even if it was Eric! Craig stood up quickly.
"We can't kill Eric! That would prove nothing! We kill them we hurt someone close to them, then the person close to them will want revenge and kill you. It's a never ending cycle of pain!" Craig hisses angrily. Tweek's stone cold glare was now focused on Craig. He could feel the glare burning into his head but he glared back just as strongly.
"Then what's your plan Craig?" Craig hesitates glancing at the table as he tried to plot out a plan.
"Token doesn't know if i'm dating anyone, he said I could bring a plus one. I'll bring Tweek. Eric will see Tweek and start to panic but that's where your acting will come in Tweek." Craig spares a glance at Tweek who had his arms crossed before going on.
"Tweek, you'll pretend that you don't remember anything from the time you went missing, pretending you have memory loss will bring a sense of comfort to Eric. But he's still paranoid and wouldn't take any chances with loose ends. Eric has always wanted things to be dealt with at that very second. He'll try to get you alone and the moment he does that the rest of the gang can come in. I'm a cop so the second I see him attempting to kill you I can beat the shit out of him and drag his ass to jail. No killing but it still guarantees Eric will be locked up for the rest of his miserable life." Craig glanced around the room and then to Tweek who looked shocked at his ability to plan things out on the spot. Hell even Craig was surprised that he managed to come up with that on the spot.
"Fine, we'll go with your plan." Tweek states and glances back to the rest of the room who nods in agreement. Craig let out a sigh of relief and looks at Tweek with a frown.
"You will not be wearing that, come to my place. You can take a shower and we'll go buy you a tux. Token will know something's up if you aren't dressed nicely." Tweek seemed hesitant but nods anyway.
"I was going to the suit store anyway, I need a new jacket before work." Craig shrugs and sighs softly. Sure suit jacket's weren't cheap but it was better than him getting stabbed. Tweek let out a soft snort of a laugh shaking his head. God did Craig miss that smile, it was so contagious.
"We'll be heading out now." Craig says pushing his chair back in. Tweek did the same going through the door that they left over. Tweek took the lead and led them outside. Though Tweek seemed to hesitate at the ladder.
"Tweek you ok?" Craig asks worriedly placing a hand onto his shoulder. Tweek glances over at Craig before looking back up.
"The last time I went up there I got shot." Tweek hisses bitterly. Craig could see the pain in his eyes so he decided it wasn't best to pry at this time.
"This time I'll be here with you. No one would be stupid enough to shoot you when I'm walking right next to you." Craig tried to ease Tweek's nerves. Tweek nods still seeming nervous but not as much. At least it was something. Craig made his way up the ladder first glancing around to make sure the coast was clear. He got out and even helped Tweek up closing the trap door behind the two of them.
"Is that your car..?" Tweek questions scanning craig's car. Craig grins proudly.
"Yup! It's a black 1964 Aston Martin DB5." Tweek scanned it over before raising an eyebrow at Craig.
"Dude it's ugly." Craig held his heart pretending that Tweek really hurt his feelings.
"It's a classic Tweek! How could youuuu.~" Craig drags on the you pretending to die making Tweek laugh. It was such a sweet sound, he could never get enough of it. Even if it meant putting his car's honor on the line.
"Come on you dork let's go." Tweek takes Craig's hand once more dragging him over to the car.
