"Alright, Pip, it's time." Kenny states, trying not to laugh, pulling a small pair of scissors out of his pocket. Poor Pip quivers in his chair, nowhere near ready for this. The chef came and unlocked the storage room door not long ago, so we aren't stuck with all those vegetables anymore. Ugh, it makes me cringe just to think about it.

"Please, just do it…" He says meekly.

"Jus' to warn you, I've never done this before."

"Well that just helps everything, Kenny. God, you should be glad Pip's doing this in the first place." I shake my head in disbelief, folding my arms moodily. What an asshole he can be. He's made me sit in front of Pip so he can see my hair properly. This won't work if Pip doesn't look exactly like me.

"And you should be glad all of us are here in the first place! Now shut up and let me cut his damn hair." Kenny snaps, pointing the scissors at me in defense. "Ok, Pip, ready, ready, ready?" Without warning, he takes a snippet out of Pip's hair. Pip flinches at the sound, but makes no other movements. I think he's just taking one for the team.

"I'm hungry." Cartman suddenly says, looking around. It gathers the attention of everyone in the room.

"You're always hungry, fatass." Kenny remarks, concentrating hard on making Pip's hair look like mine. I watch guiltily as little bits of Pip's hair falls on the tiled floor.

"WELL EXCUSE ME FOR NOT EATING THE ENTIRE DAY!" Cartman shrieks at Kenny, furious. Stan nods in agreement.

"As much as I hate to admit it, he's right. None of us have eaten at all today, or last night."

"Well it can't be helped. We need to get Tweek out of here. If you're hungry, then damn eat something. We're in a kitchen."

"But none of us know how to cook!" Cartman exclaims. Kenny growls in aggravation and glares at him. I hope he hasn't messes up Pip's hair.

"Then eat something raw, I don't give a shit! Eat a damn carrot for all I care!"

"EW, GROSS!"

"OH FOR GOD'S SAKE, YOU'RE MAKING ME MESS UP! EVERYONE EXCEPT TWEEK GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE, DAMMIT! LEAVE US IN PEACE!" Everyone does as he says, since it'll be no good if Kenny's in such a bad mood. Craig gives me a small smile as he walks away. "Hey, stop staring at Craig and look this way." Kenny points at me with the scissors again.

"It isn't my fault that you're love life isn't working out, and mine is." I tell him, looking at him in pity.

"What, are you angry now?"

"Not angry, just disappointed." Kenny rolls his eyes and continues to snip at Pip's hair. "But seriously, stop being such a dick." Kenny looks up with a venomous stare.

"Don't act like you know everything!"

"But just because of your problems with Butters, doesn't mea-

"There ain't no problem with him! The problem is me, end of story." I blink slowly, in confusion.

"Why? What's wrong with you?"

"I don't want to talk about it, Tweek." Kenny grumbles, almost cutting his finger.

"Well, I'm not going to let you continue being a d-dick to everyone without an explanation."

"You needn't worry about my non-existent love life, Tweek."

"Does Butters like you?" Kenny glowers, not answering or even making eye contact. "Well, does he? I'm waiting for my answer."

"Yes, he does! Now shut up." Kenny flushes slightly, embarrassed to be talking about this in front of Pip; though Pip seems to have other things on his mind at the moment.

"Then what's the problem?"

"I told you, the problem is me."

"How? You like him too, don't you?"

"M-More or less, but…" I notice Kenny looking at Butters almost guiltily. "He doesn't deserve me."

"Why would you say something like that?"

"Because I'm the reason… he's so discriminated."

"He seems to do fine when it comes to friends."

"Not in particular. You seem him with his happy front, but inside he's really upset. Just wait 'till you get to school with us. You'll see."

"But what did you do to cause this? You seem to be very kind to him."

"But that's because I feel guilty. I was just really mean to him to get attention when we were little. I didn't really think… it would hurt him. And yet after all this, he likes me. I decided he just shouldn't have to put up with me."

"Well, have you apologized to him?"

"I don't see the point."

"But Kenny! Don't you want to tell him how sorry you are?"

"Sure I do, but-

"I hate to interrupt, but isn't my hair done? It feels as if it is." Kenny looks down and sees that Pip's hair has indeed gotten to the point where it looks like mine.

"Oh, yeah. It is." Kenny laughs nervously, running a hand through his own hair.

"Alright Tweek, come on out. Pip, you too!" I hear Kenny say from the other side of the door. Pip and I nervously glance at each other. It turns out Clyde had snatched up some clothes for me when he got home, and now I have to wear them as to not look suspicious. As for Pip, he needs to wear my patient's uniform. It's easy to tell we both feel out of place in these unfamiliar outfits. "Hurry up! We wanna see!" I sigh and open the door, coming out ahead of Pip.

"Man… it's strange to see you out of white." Clyde says, tilting his head in interest. Craig looks speechless.

"Well, you'd better get used to it, huh?" I tell him, smiling. He nods while smiling back.

"Pip, time to put the contacts in." Kenny states, pulling out a little box thing. Pip nods dejectedly, clearly not excited, and I immediately feel sorry for him. Craig pulls me away, leaving Kenny to torture Pip.

"Just think, Tweek. This time tomorrow, you'll be with me in South Park!" I hate to be the pessimist here, but…

"Craig, where will I stay? How will I eat?" Craig laughs at my inquiries, but I just stare it him, unamused. Is this any laughing matter?

"You're gonna hide in my room. And don't worry about food. I have you covered."

"If you're sure."

"ALRIGHT!" Kenny declares loudly, snapping everyone to attention. "The plan is in motion. Pip now looks almost exactly like Tweek. I mean, look at him." He points to Pip, who indeed looks almost like a replica of me. "First of all, Stan needs another patient uniform to wear. But none of us can be seen while getting it. Even if we cut off the power, the cameras are all now night-vision, thanks to Tweek's earlier escape attempt."

"But doesn't that mean we'll be seen no matter what?" Stan asks miserably.

"Yup. But the trick is, who's seen." We all stare questionably. Kenny scoffs and explains.

"The person who gets the uniform from the uniform closet is gonna be seen, no doubt. But, if Stan, Kyle, Cartman, Butters, Clyde, Token, Tweek, or I go, they're gonna figure out that there's kids here that aren't patients. And the only person who's actually meant to be out is Tweek, since he's 'missing'. And the person who looks like Tweek is…" We all look at Pip.

"B-But he'll still get caught, either way!" I protest.

"Yup, exactly. But it's for the best; he needs to stay here anyway. If someone other than Pip goes, then they'll find us all. And the plan's ruined. Bottom line, the one who's fetching the uniform has to be Pip." Kenny holds Pip at arm's length. "You ready?"

"I'd rather not say."

"Listen to me. I've showed you where the closet is, and you're gonna find it. Don't worry; it isn't that far away, just around a few corners. Grab any random boy's uniform you see. The security are on their way to you by that point, so you gotta friggin' run. Sprint back here, chuck the clothes inside, and step out and get caught. They'll take you to Tweek's cell, and Damien will be there. Ask him to cause a storm. If he refuses, then plead with him. If he still refuses, then get on your knees and damn beg him. No matter what, we have to have a storm. You understand?" Pip nods, now looking much more determined.

"I won't let you down."

"Good, now go!" Kenny shoos Pip out of the kitchen, and he's off. Kenny turns back around and points at Stan. "What're you standing there for? Make some coffee for the camera people for God's sake!" Stan looks around and suddenly springs to action, doing as Kenny says and making some coffee. Craig puts an arm around me and steers me away from the scene. Good of him. Even though I'm not addicted to it anymore, coffee does sound pretty good right now.

"I think it'd be best if you weren't too energetic tonight. What d'ya say, huh?" Craig snorts.

"Yes, quite." Kyle suddenly appears.

"Tweek, give me your hand cuffs." Craig and I exchange looks.

"Why?"

"Just do it." I ruffle through my new pocket and find the handcuffs, and hand them to Kyle. He suddenly opens them and cuffs Craig and I together. "WH-WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" I shriek, outraged. Craig looks equally angry.

"Kenny told me to do it. No harm done. You guys have got to stay together, apparently."

"OKAY EVERYONE!" We all once again snap our heads towards Kenny. "Everyone has to hide. There's a pretty damn good chance the security dudes will peek in here once they've restrained Pip. They're almost here, so hurry! Stan, when he throws the clothes in, you better put them on pretty fucking fast!" Clyde and Kyle hide in the pantry, under a large shelf, and shut the door. Token hides behind the counter. Cartman and Butters hide in the large fridge, that now has a lot of space in it (*cough* Cartman ate all the food *cough*). Craig pulls me into a cupboard and shuts the door. It's pretty cramped in here, I mean, my face is squashed against the wall of the cabinet, after all.

God knows where Kenny hid, but good thing he did. I hear the door quickly slam open, and a soft thump on the floor. Must've been Pip throwing the clothes in. Stan must be pretty fast at changing, because I hear the door slam open again, and a security dude ask 'What do you think you're doing here? You're supposed to be in your cell.'

"Well yeah, but I've been told to take the camera watchers their coffee."

"Don't the nurses usually do that?"

"They're, uh, all busy looking for Tweek. So one told me to do it, and to be snappy, so I'd better go."

"Alright. If you see Tweek, then alert a staff member."

"Will do." I hear the security guys leave, and Stan goes, "Guys, it's alright. He's gone, and they've taken Pip." We all do as he says and safely come out. Kenny steps back into authority right away.

"Ok, so right now Pip is being taken to Tweek's cell, and he's gonna ask for the storm. None of us except Stan can step out of here without being seen, so Stan, you gotta take the coffee. As soon as those people take one sip, they're gonna feel sleepy. So get outta there quickly before you look suspicious. By the time you get back, it'll be safe. I'll give you more instructions then, ok?"

"Yeah, yeah." Stan takes the tray of coffee, stumbling on the way out.

"AND DON'T DROP IT!" Kenny adds quickly. "Alright, Tweek, Craig, once the camera dudes are passed out, you guys go to Craig's dad's old office. His stuff should still be in there. And get this… tehe, you guys are gonna love this part… I'm gonna give you a lovely lighter and you're gonna burn Tweek's adoption papers!" Craig and I's jaws drop open. Say what now?

"Wait, so we're not gonna be 'brothers' anymore?" Craig asks, sounding hopeful. Kenny nods gleefully.

"Mhm!" Craig looks at me, clearly happy. I smile back at him, relieved that I won't have to worry about this anymore. "But…" Great, now our happy moment is ruined. "You'd better not get caught. You'll be about half way there when the power goes out - don't get damn caught in that first half." I roll my eyes. As if we'll be that stupid!

Seeing Craig's smiling face, I suddenly remember a very precious thing.

"What about Ruby?" I ask Kenny. He ignores me and eyes Butters. I grab his sleeve. "Don't pretend to not hear! What about that little girl? We can't leave her here. She needs to come home as soon as possible."

"Don't worry Tweek. When my dad got fired, he would have taken her with him." I stare at Craig doubtfully.

"Actually," We both look at Kenny. "He didn't. He's still here somewhere. I don't know where. So you'd better be careful."

"But back to my question, what about Ruby?"

"We don't have time to get her, Tweek."

"I'm not leaving unless she's coming too." Kenny looks at Craig for help. Craig, on the other hand, is deep in thought. Surprisingly, after his little thinking session, Craig glowers at Kenny.

"I'm not leaving either. My sister has to come. Besides, if Tweek's staying," He points to my handcuffs. "Then I'm staying."

"Fine, FINE! Token and Clyde will have to fetch her."

"No, we'll do it." Craig declares. "She's my sister. Clyde and Token can take care of that power outage."

"Fine." Kenny pulls out several pairs of handcuffs out of nowhere and begins to cuff people together. Clyde and Token. Butters and Cartman. Himself and Kyle. Poor Stan… he's gonna be all alone. "Everyone's gonna have to travel in pairs. If you're alone here then you're fucked. Stan will have to hold my arm or something. Ok, this is the plan. Craig, Tweek, you're gonna go to the room Ruby's in as soon as Stan comes back. Quickly grab Ruby, then go to Craig's dad's office, and burn those damn papers. The power should go out around the time you get to Ruby. If it doesn't, then stay there. Don't leave the room. Here," He gives something to Craig. "Is the lighter. After you've done with that, then freaking bolt to the lobby, using the stairs. Try not to let any employees see you as you're exiting the hospital. Token, Clyde, you'll cut the power. When Stan comes back, go straight to that cell room, to Pip. If there's a nurse outside, then she'll be sleeping. Just be quiet. Ask Damien if he's caused a storm, and if he has, then proceed to go cut the power. If he hasn't, then call me. Kyle, Cartman, B-Butters, you're gonna stay with me. We're gonna shoot down to the lobby with Stan, provided that the power has gone out. Once we're outside, we're gonna have to wait for the others." We all stare in irritation. So much to friggin' remember! Cartman and Kyle eye each other doubtfully, Butters shuffles uncomfortably, Token and Clyde are smiling like 'You're kidding me right?', and even Craig and I are doubtful. Are we really gonna be able to pull this off?

"Stan's coming." Butters suddenly says, having peeked out the door.

"Alright. You two ready?" Kenny grabs Craig and I by the shoulders and shoves us out the door, not waiting for our answers. Stan gives us a 'good luck' smile as he passes. Kenny also kicks Token and Clyde out while he's at it. After the four of us are left standing out there, Kenny slams the door shit. After exchanging puzzled glances, we start to go our separate ways. Token and Clyde to the prison, Craig and I to Ruby.

Only after a few minutes of travelling through the hallways, Craig stops me, and pulls us around a corner. I go skidding to a halt, and almost fall over, but he thankfully steadies me. "There's a doctor." He hisses frantically. "Damn it, can't Clyde and Token hurry the fuck up?"

"Of course the power isn't out, we haven't even got to Ruby's room yet." We both cringe and prepare to be caught, but the doctor luckily continues going straight, instead of turning the corner we're hiding behind. We step out around the corner and watch the man's retreating back. "Phew, thank God." I laugh nervously, in the midst of catching Craig looking at me. "Is something wrong?" He shakes his head, giving me a small smile.

"Nope, nothing. Come on, let's go." We turn around and continue our way to where Ruby is. But when we get there, we discover a shocking thing. "It's locked…" Craig says, trying to open the door.

"What do you mean it's locked?"

"I mean it's locked." Craig says frantically, now tugging on the handle. He starts to knock on the door loudly. "Ruby? Ruby! Ruby, open this door at once! You hear me, you little brat! Open it!" I try to reassure him.

"W-Well pulling on it isn't going to help. And she obviously can't hear you. We need keys or something."

"Well we haven't got any!" Craig looks at the ceiling helplessly.

"I know, I know, but…" I remember Kenny's 'gift' to me.

"Are credit cards able to open doors or something?" Craig stares at me, shocked.

"What?"

"Kenny gave me this credit card yesterday, and-

"Wait, you have it here now?"

"Oh, yes." I fumble in my pocket and give him the card. Craig laughs anxiously.

"Well I'll be damned. We have a card right here to help us." I see. Kenny must've foreseen this happening. Craig magically slides the card in the crack between the door and the wall, and it somehow opens the door. I have no idea how. "OH MY GOD! Ruby!" Craig yells, alarmed. He runs into the room, and I peek my head in. I can see why he freaked out. Ruby is lying on the floor face down, obviously collapsed. I rush in after Craig, also afraid for her. "Ruby, are you alright? Come on, talk to me, dammit!" Ruby suddenly opens her eyes and shoots up, scaring both Craig and I.

"Ruby's fine." She says quietly, using Craig's shoulder to pull herself up. She steadies herself, before flashing me her usual smile. "It's alright. Ruby just tripped, and fell asleep because she was too lazy too pull herself up. It's completely alright." I can tell she's lying, but Craig seems to buy it.

"Uh… ok. But are you sure you're not hurt?"

"Ruby's perfectly dandy. Where are all of us going?"

"Home, Ruby. Tweek's coming with."

"Oh… of course." Ruby smiles distantly, as if she just remembered something she forgot. "Tweek, carry me!" She holds her arms out, waiting for me to pick her up. I look at Craig inquiringly, and he nods openly.

"Go on. I don't wanna carry her." I smile at Craig trying to act like he hates Ruby; a minute ago he was flipping out over her. I pick the young girl up, and notice that trance-like look in her eyes. Like when I first met her, and we watched that movie together. Right before that, she did the same thing.

"What d'ya think's wrong with her?" Craig asks, knowing what I was thinking.

"I think… she's just trying to see what's going on."

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Craig frowns in curiosity. I shake my head, smiling. Though I love Craig more than anyone, I know he won't understand Ruby and Kenny's abilities the way I do. Especially concerning Ruby.

"Nothing. I'm just being weird Anyways, shouldn't we go burn those goddamn papers?" I nod excitedly, ignoring Ruby's 'What the hell are you retards talking about?' look. We quickly leave Ruby's room and run into the halls. Craig looks around to make sure the coast is clear, and nods to me when he knows it is. We quickly dodge around the corner of the hall, almost having been spotted by a yawning nurse.

"Man, that was close." Craig says, gently urging me to keep moving. The power suddenly deteriorates, and it feels as if I've gone blind. I can literally not see a thing. Stopping so that I won't trip over, Craig crashes into me, making me almost drop Ruby. She squeals, clinging onto me.

"Craig, I'm sorry. I can't see anything at all."

"Yeah, yeah, I know. At least those idiots finally made the power go out. Come on, hold my hand if you don't want the handcuff to pull at your wrist." I nod, though I doubt Craig can see any more than me at this point.

"Don't you need to adjust?"

"I'll manage. We have to get out of the halls quickly. There must be a lot of staff absolutely freaking out."

"Mmm."

"Let's go, come on. I wanna burn those adoption papers so bad." I nod again, my mood immediately lighting up. CRAIG AND I WON'T BE BROTHERS ANYMORE, SUCKA!

"We're almost there, we're almost there," Craig says excitedly, clearly able to somewhat see now. Me, nothin'. "Oh, fuck." He quickly turns around and cover my mouth before I can say anything. Ruby surprisingly stays silent. "My dad's in there, packing up his stuff." Craig says though his teeth, very quietly. I slump. You have got to be fucking kidding me. I frown when Ruby suddenly squirms out of my arms and lands on the floor perfectly.

"It's alright. I'll distract him." She smiles childishly, looking like an actual little girl.

"B-But you aren't wel-

"Ruby's alright, Ruby's alright!" Ruby reassures us, waving her hand.

"Ruby, is that you?" I hear Mr Tucker ask. He peers his head out the door, to see Ruby standing there. She looks at him indifferently, and he drops his mouth open. "What are you doing out of bed?" Ruby doesn't answer, but instead, turns the opposite way from Craig and I, and runs off. Mr Tucker immediately steps out of his office and chases her. "Ruby? What are you doing? Don't run! Get back into bed!" I can't see anything, just hear, but Craig pulls me into the room, which reveals Mr Tucker's now lit candle.

I look at Craig nervously, "Is she going to be alright?"

"Yeah, she'll be fine." I think of her collapsed on the floor only moments ago. What if it happens again.

"But-

"She'll be fine. Ruby never acts without thinking first. You may be surprised to hear that, but it's true." Craig ushers me into the room. "You use the candle, I'll use the lighter. Start searching through his drawers for those papers." I do as he says, grabbing the candle and beginning to rummage through all Mr Tucker's sheets. Damn, he has a lot. But after a while, a miracle happens.

"FOUND THEM! I've found them!" Craig shouts in triumph. He sets them down and I read them. No doubt, these are my adoption papers. "Let's hurry and burn 'em. Come on, let's do it." I nod, and begin to tear them up. Craig helps me. When we're done, we quickly throw them all in the fireplace (yes, Mr Tucker has a fireplace in here), excluding one piece. Craig happily lights the piece of paper and throw it into the pile. They're let alight fairly fast.

"I can't believe we actually just did that." I comment, blowing out the candle just to annoy Mr Tucker.

"Tweek," Craig suddenly says, looking like he's thinking really hard what to say. "I've always… wanted to say so much to you. But I always messed up and said something 'normal' or 'casual' instead." Craig looks down, avoiding eye contact. "Like… Like whenever I said 'Hey, Tweek', I really wanted to say 'Tweek, you're finally here, standing in front of me. I've been waiting to see you all day; I did nothing but look at the clock in school. And now I'm here!' That's one example. But I could never say something like that. I should've been more straight forward."

"It's alright." Craig looks me at me, surprised. He probably expected me to criticize him, but he was wrong. "I know all this must have been very hard for you. I've always been silently apologizing to you for all this."

"Apologizing!?"

"Well, yes, since this all must've been such a hassle. Especially for someone like you."

"Tweek… I would give anything to repeat those days, when I first met you. You shouldn't be apologizing to me, rather I should be thanking you.

"Thanking me?"

"That day when I first met you, after I left, the feeling I had was so satisfying. As if all the stress and pressure in my life was gone. It was because I'd found a person like you. A person so genuine and kind, that liked me even though you'd known me for about one minute. I was so taken aback."

"No, Craig I should be thanking you! You were the first person in the world to accept me without thinking. I didn't even have to try to get along with you. You simply liked me for who I was, and that touched me deeply."

"Well, let's just say we saved each other. Neither of us should thank or apologize to each other, ok?"

"Ok." We both watch the almost completely burned papers disappear. After a few seconds, they're finally gone.

"You're…You're not my brother anymore!" Craig exclaims, excited.

"Ye…Yeah!" I smile warmly at Craig, also happy. We both freeze when we hear voices approaching.

"Ruby, what the hell were you thinking? Why are you even up? A smart lady like you should know better."

"Ruby had things to do."

"Things to do? Don't be stupid! And why were you running from me like that?"

"Ruby wanted to play tag."

"Sometimes you amaze me, Ruby." Mr Tucker shakes his head as he walks through the door, carrying Ruby with one arm, on the other side of the office. Craig and I watch him in alarm, afraid to move.

"Fuck…" Craig hisses. We both look at each other, frantic. Good thing it's dark, or else Mr Tucker would've seen us straight away.