Craig spent the next full night trying to figure out a connection between all of them. Age was clearly not the answer, but what threw him off is the times they disappeared. Bebe was the first filed in as missing, she went missing when she was walking home from school. Wendy went next but no one saw her for the entire day so it might have been during the night… No one was sure when Kenny and Butters went missing, their parents were always dicks anyway. Ike was missing and went missing in the middle of school. He knew that they were mostly, if not ALL related to Eric's army somehow. God, how did he let this happen? How did so many people disappear without him even noticing? Before he could start to wallow even more in his self pity his phone started to ring.
"Hello?" Craig asks cautiously. Instead of Eric's annoying voice, or even the voice of his old trusted friend it was the hospital.
"Is this Craig Tucker?" the nurse asks. Craig felt his shoulders tense up. This could be really bad, Tweek could be in trouble.
"Yes, is everything alright?" Craig got his jacket on glancing outside the window seeing that it was now morning and there were cars driving outside. Craig quickly quickly went out getting into his car.
"Everything is fine, Tweek woke up and has been asking for you." Craig sighs in relief starting his car and making sure there weren't any cars behind him before pulling out.
"Tell him I'm on my way." Craig says worriedly hanging up. The good news was that Tweek was alright. But if he was asking for him it could also meant that Eric got to him and was using Tweek… What would he even do if it was his or Tweek's life on the line? Craig shakes the thought from his head focusing on driving and getting to the hospital. It didn't take long but it still felt like forever. Craig didn't even notice he was running at this point until he burst into the hospital going to the front desk.
"Tweek Tweak, what room is he in?" The nurse look down at her book with a hum, he swore she was taking her sweet time to torture him. "Room 259 on the second floor.
"Thank you." Craig says quickly sprinting up the stairs. He had to get to Tweek, He had to make sure that he was alright. Craig read every single number plate before seeing the one that belonged to Tweek. Craig could feel his heart beating out of his chest as he knocks and opens the door.
"Tweek…?" Sure enough Tweek was laying in the bed in a hospital gown, his messy blonde hair shot in all directions.
"Craig…" Tweek whispers, Craig could swear there was a bit of confusion in his tone but he ignores it going besides Tweek's side.
"How're feeling? A little better hopefully?" Craig questions pulling up the chair next to Tweek. Tweek glances away looking away from Craig his eyes going down in confusion. God how he wished he could read Tweek's mind and just figure out what was going on in there.
"Why are you here Craig?" Tweek almost said that bitterly his words hissing slightly. Craig was left stunned and could only stare at Tweek confused. What did he do wrong? Well, wrong enough to piss off Tweek.
"I'm here to check in on you what else…? How's your arm doing?" Craig tries to keep his voice hushed as if he was trying to calm a small child. Tweek had a look of pain cross his face that changes into anger. Craig picked it up right away though.
"Craig I tried to KILL you! How could you just walk in like nothing's wrong! Like I didn't lie to you! Like I didn't kill Bebe!" Tweek yells angrily tears forming in the corner of his eyes and he twitches slightly in frustration. Instead of backing down Craig carefully takes Tweek's hand.
"Tweek you didn't kill Bebe. That sick mother fucker did, and he'll get what he payed for soon enough don't you worry." Craig rubs small circles on Tweek's knuckles before realizing something. The best way to get someone to think about something else was telling a different story.
"Hey Tweek… Do you remember High School? The day before you were… Taken away?" Craig had to choose his words carefully. The last thing he wanted to do was bring up any painful memories. When Tweek nods he smiles softly going on with the story.
"The day you disappeared also happened to be the day I was going to ask you to prom…" Craig couldn't help the melancholy smile on his face.
"I had a stupid song I was going to sing to you and everything. God it took me the longest time to try and learn it…" Craig smiles at the memories of him struggling and trying to learn the song. Tweek let out a soft laugh and Craig couldn't help but smile.
"Well? Sing the song?" Tweek says and sits up ready to listen to Craig's singing. This made Craig go wide eyed and clear his throat nervously.
"I don't sing Tweek, you know that…" Craig chokes out in his nervous state. Tweek laughs a little.
"Come on, I'll even sing with you if I know it ok?" Tweek adds trying to coax Craig into it. Tweek should be a negotiator just from how well that worked.
"Fine, Fine I'll do it but don't say I didn't warn you." Craig says watching as Tweek grins proudly. Craig took a nervous breath, he hadn't sung in years. Here goes nothing, or everything.
"Bought a pair of vintage kicks, Let's go and take a walk You know I like to
listen yeah I know you love to talk. Let's go down To Powell's used books and get lost." Craig sings, or attempt to sing. He cast a nervous glance to Tweek who had a blank expression.
"People call us boring yeah. But I'm okay with that Friday night with Chinese food I wanna take it back to my place, And play Super Mario Kart again?" Craig glances at Tweek once more who cracked a smile this time. Thank god this was working.
"There's a little bit of loser in us. Just two weirdos who fell in love I guess were made from the same weird stuff. Being a loser with you doesn't suck." Craig took a breath getting close to the line that he changed stupidly.
"Drink my tea.. While you read... Prom night, that's all I need…" Tweek seemed a bit surprised at the lyrics changing and Craig clears his throat nervously.
"I can't remember anything past that…" Craig glances away. Why was he so nervous? It wasn't like he was asking Tweek to a real prom.
"Sure Craig." Craig freezes when Tweek stops his worried thoughts. He could feel his mind slowly processing this.
"Huh?" Craig questions watching as Tweek took his hand and gently kissing his knuckles.
"I'll go to prom with you!" Tweek smiles so brightly that Craig could only stare with his mouth open. Error 404: Craig does not compute. That's the only thing that seemed to pop into Craig's mind. Real helpful.
