Craig woke up lightly. "Hmmm… weekend," he mumbled as he sat up straight in his bed. He caught sight of Tweek dozing gently, sitting on the edge of his bed with a spilled cup of coffee in his hand. Silly Tweek, he thought, moving to make himself a cup of coffee. He noted that he still had yesterday's clothes on. Not caring much, he waited patiently for his coffee to brew. Since their coffee pot was a slow bastard (As Craig liked to call it), he walked over and turned the computer on. Craig wasn't really a computer person, but he decided that today he wanted to talk to someone from South Park, someone from his old life.

As the computer began to load, Craig prepared his (finally done) coffee. He put in a little bit of sugar and quite a lot of milk, blowing to cool it down. He heard the tone that meant the computer had loaded fully, and he got on it right away, logging in to MSN. He smiled to see a few familiar names appear on his screen. He immediately clicked Kenny's name. He sent a quick "hey" over. Unfortuantley his closest friend (That was still in South Park) sent back an instant message reading "Sorry Craig, can't talk now, Gotta go 2 work. Talk 2 u later, k?"

Craig sent back a simple message of "Sure. See you then." And watched as Kenny signed off. "I owe you a ton," he said to the screen. "Thanks, Kenny."

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Craig kicked over a garbage can behind the school, uttering profanities. "Fuck. Fuck! Why me? Why?!" he sighed, kneeling down and punching the cement. "God… dammit…"

"Craig? What're you doing out here?" A small voice sounded out. Ten year-old Kenny McCormick walked around a corner, seating himself next to the ebony-haired boy. "Something wrong?"

"Yeah. My life sucks, that's what!" Craig exclaimed. "I have no friends." Kenny immediately saw through this, but decided to play along and prove him wrong. "I'm your friend, right?" he asked. "And You have others. Clyde? Jimmy? Token?"

"Token hates me… he even said so himself at lunch today," Craig answered. "He punched me and told me he hates me. That he never wants to see me again." A tear rolled down his cheek, but Kenny didn't notice at all. "And Jimmy… We're not that close… but Clyde…? I dunno. He spends too much time with Bebe."

"C'mon," Kenny reasoned. "I mean, so what if you're not in the same group as me? At least you don't die every day and people don't pretend to be your friend. Truth is, we're all backstabbing idiots. You must have at least one other friend." Kenny didn't say anything else, but he knew that Craig did have one very special friend; his best friend. "Well?"

"Umm..." Craig began. "Well… there's Tweek…"

Kenny gave a triumphant smile. "See? Tweek! You two are basically inseperable! You might as well be going out. You're just that close to each other, it seems."

"…" Craig didn't answer, looking away from Kenny and biting his thumb. Kenny blinked. "What?" he asked. "Y-you not friends with Tweek after all?"

"No… it's not that… it's just… I-I don't know… do w-we really seem that close?" His voice wavered for a bit, dreading the answer, but at the same time looking forward to it. Kenny nodded. "Yeah," he said. "What's wrong with that?"

"I… umm…"

"No way…" Kenny began. "You… you like Tweek?" he asked, face expressing shock to its fullest extent. His mouth was open, eyes were wide, brows raised…

"I… I don't know…" Craig admitted. "I think I m-might…"

"You might."

"I've had dreams… in which I was k-kissing him… Oh, God." Craig shuddered. He wondered why he was spilling to Kenny. He didn't think they were that close… but he recalled that when he was creating his program (Animals close up with a wide-angle lens… pure genius at the time.), Kenny had come to him offering to help. Through that event the two became good friends. Adding the hats was even Kenny's idea. Kenny sighed. "I thought something was up. You should tell him."

Craig's tears started to come uncontrollably. "I… I don't wanna screw up and lose one of my only friends!" he sobbed. "What if he isn't the same? He'll… he'll freak out. He'll think I'm an agent of the gnomes." At that, Kenny laughed. "Knowing Tweek, that doesn't sound too off. But you'll never know. Here he comes now. I'll leave." He stood up and walked away, leaving Craig to think. Should I tell him? What should I do?

"Craig? Wh-what are you d-doing out here?" Tweek inquired, making his way cautiously over to Craig. "And why are you c-crying? Oh God, was it me? Did I do something? Nnngh! Th-this isn't good! ARGH! Stop crying!" The blonde gave a few violent twitches, which caused Craig to laugh slightly. "Tweek, it's not your fault. I… I guess I just feel bad about m-myself…"

"Huh?" Tweek stopped his rant for a bit to listen to Craig. "Nnngh… Why? What's the m-matter then?"

"Well… just… I thought I had no friends… but you and Kenny are my friends, right?"

"Y-Yeah, of course!" Tweek said, arm jerking to the right. Craig smiled. "And…" he took in a deep breath. "I… I think I might b-be…umm…"

"ARGH! What?!" Tweek screeched. "You might b-be w-what?!"

"Uhm… I think I'm kind of… you know…into guys…"

"Y-you mean you're gay?!" Tweek asked. "Oh God, oh God, Craig, I have to t-tell you something…" but before he could say anything else, Craig stood up and planted a kiss right on Tweek's lips. He pressed mildly hard, but only stayed for about ten seconds. He pulled away, noticing that he'd gotten his tears on Tweek's cheeks now. "I-I'm sorry, Tweek… I just really…"

"Y-you like me?" Tweek asked, being eerily calm. Not even shaking or twitching. Craig nodded. "Yeah. I kind of… maybe have a crush on you." Tweek's eyes widened, and he embraced Craig. "Wow! C-Craig, I had no clue… I thought you'd be freaked out if I t-told you the same thing…" he said. "Rrgh. S-sorry." He let go, taking a step back, suddenly becoming shy. Craig laughed, pouncing on him and giving him a quick peck. "No worries," he said. Tweek smiled, laughing, and leaned his face up to nuzzle Craig, rubbing their noses together.

Thank you so much, Kenny. I think I'm the happiest kid in school.

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Craig laughed. "Morning Tweekers," he greeted, seeing Tweek stand up to make himself some coffee. "Here, that thing'll take forever, have mine. I think it's still warm." He held it out for his boyfriend to take. Tweek did so quickly. "Th-thanks."

"You're welcome. I still owe you for not freaking out those six years ago."

"H-has it really been six years?"

"Yup," Craig said. "Six long, perfect years of us being together. I think that's a reason to celebrate."

"When's the anniversary?"

"Hmm… next week, I think."

"W-Wow."

Craig silently thanked Kenny once more for getting them together.

A/N: Hoooray! Chapter three! I really like this one. Please review, they make me happy. Almost as happy as oreo cookies and/or cake. Plus it'll give me more incentive to keep writing:D