I know the last chapter was a little short but it ties into this one and they needed to be separate. Besides you get 2 chapters at the same time :) read and review let me know what you think! I always look forward to new ideas.

"C-Craig?"

"What?"

"Where are GAH we g-going?"'

"To teach that fat prick a lesson." The rest of the trip was spent in silence. The whole day had been a shit show really. Neither wanted to voice what was on their mind, scared that their eyes would betray them and the tears fall down again.

The day started like any other day. Craig walked to Tweek's house to walk him to school like he did most mornings now, the walk was normal as per usual. The day didn't turn downhill until they arrived at school. Once there Craig knew something was really, really not right.

The boys were all sneering at them and yelling taunts. The girls were all in their pairs giggling and whispering amongst themselves. The whole thing was starting to make Tweek shake noticeably more, not used to all the negative attention, especially not first thing in the morning.

The odd behavior became worse and worse as the couple made their way to Tweek's locker. Pasted on the outside were printed out pictures of Tweek and Craig being intimate.

Craig's rage boiled over. Who the fuck would do this? Why the fuck would they do this?

Loud cackling interrupted his thoughts as the most hated, fat piece of shit to ever grace the town appeared.

Eric Cartman.

"Oh ho! Hey love birds!" he snickered, "I hope you used protection!" He erupted into a loud fit of laughter.

Craig couldn't contain his anger any longer. He grabbed a fist full of Cartman's coat and shoved him into the lockers across the hall. "Did you do this you fat fuck?!"

"Possibly. Do you dare question my art? I call it Creek via Collage. I think it really captures a different, softer side, don't you?"

"Shut your mouth! Take them down now!" Craig raised his fist poised to strike.

"Fine, fine. Don't get your fag pants in a wad."

Cartman pushed Craig to the side and started to pull the pictures off the locker door. He looked over to Tweek once he had finished with a sly grin, "Keep your dog on a leash Spaz." He snorted at Tweek's gasp in response before sauntering off down the hall, pictures in hand.

"Hey you better not fuck with us again! I'll kick your fat ass! Got it?" Craig yelled while flipping him off. Craig turned to Tweek but stopped short when he saw his red, tear streaked face. Tweek was breaking down. No longer able to hold the tears of embarrassment any longer. He ran as fast as he could and locked himself into the bathroom, leaving a worried Craig behind.

The rest of the day Tweek avoided Craig and well basically everyone else. Wendy and Bebe were the only ones that were able to get him to say anything. Call a woman's touch or maybe the fact that Tweek felt more comfortable crying around Wendy than anyone else other than Craig, or the fact that he couldn't look Craig in the eye without a feeling of mortification right now.

Bottom line, Tweek needed this day to end like he needed a new cup of coffee. The snickers had begun to die down by lunch period but he still heard a few titters here and there. If he was lucky no one would remember it by tomorrow, but as fate were to have it he would not be so lucky. He never was.

As the final bell of the day rang Tweek hurried to his locker in the hopes to beat Craig there. He nearly succeeded but he spotted Craig rounding the corner as he was shutting his door. Tweek needed out. He needed his coffee. He needed them now.

Craig was running to catch up to him. Trying to call his name to get his attention to no avail. That is until they were finally out of the school doors where he practically plowed his boyfriend over. Tweek stood stark still staring at what had been done. All over every car in sight there were their spied on intimate pictures taped to the windshields. The sidewalk was chalked in slurs towards Tweek and Craig and to top it all off somehow Cartman had been able to blow up the clearest picture to create a giant poster that he leaned up against the flag pole.

There was no way people had missed the pictures this time. There was absolutely no way.

For Tweek his world was spinning. He couldn't think straight, he couldn't see straight, he couldn't hear anything but his own thoughts rushing at him a million miles an hour. The only thing he was conscious of was the sleeve of his jacket being pulled forward leading him away and the blurred colors of blue and yellow.