Title: Craig's Big Halloween Adventure Totally Sucks.
Author: Mrpointyhorns aka Blemery
Rating: R
Status: WIP
Part: 3/6
Pairings: Slash
Warnings: Slash, Murder, Blood, sexually scenes, character death (kinda?)
Spoilers: Peruvian Flute Bands
Summary: Craig's throwing a Halloween Party. Cartman is not invited. So starts Craig's big Halloween Adventure and it really sucks
Beta: Marlin and Don helped with my crazy world.
A/N: This is a spin off of "Stop the World." The first doesn't have to be read to understand this story, but it does give Craig an even bigger reason to hate Cartman
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by someone else. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
CHAPTER 4 CHAPTER 4 CHAPTER 4 CHAPTER 4
On Saturday night, Tweek was still in Craig's bed. He only left to use the bathroom and shower. Craig grumbled when he had to bring Tweek his meals, but he never kicked Tweek out. In fact, he slept curled up next to Tweek every night, usually after they had sex. Even though Tweek stayed in bed Craig didn't. He went to school and out with their other friends. He had to plan for the party too so he had also gone to get a keg ready and food.
"Do you have to go?" Tweek said the covers pulled to his chin.
Craig knew that Tweek was worried about him. On one hand, he thought it was really sweet of him, but he knew that coddling Tweek wasn't the right thing to do. Craig wasn't scared. Why should he be afraid? He was tough. Creeps didn't mess with him. Tweek needed to learn that as long as he was tough, or just as long as Craig was around that Tweek would be safe. At least, that's what Craig told himself. Plus, this was his party. He loved Tweek more than he loved parties and his friends, but he knew that tough love was important to getting through to Tweek now. "Yes, Tweek it's my party. I have to go." Craig was already dressed. It wasn't easy dressing up like Riku. The Kingdom Hearts characters were not practical when it came to wardrobe, but Token was able to find everything they needed online. "Riku is going to be really upset if Sora doesn't show up."
Tweek looked away. "I know. I'm sorry I made you dress up like that."
"Hey it's okay. We can use the costumes another time." Craig winked even though Tweek was faced away from him. "Hey how about I call you after an hour. I'll let you know if there are any evil gnomes or whatever."
"Really?"
Craig didn't believe in evil gnomes. So it would be easy for Craig to tell Tweek that there were none at the party and it was a compromise. Hopefully, Tweek would show up to the party. It also made him feel better knowing that Tweek wouldn't be stuck in his room the entire night.
"Sure. I'll call in an hour you get dressed. Then call me when you're finished. I'll come pick you up so you don't have to walk alone, by that time the party will have been going on for two hours and it will only last another three. Well longer for us because we're staying over." Craig sat down on the bed beside Tweek. He didn't look at him directly though. He didn't want to force Tweek to do something he wasn't comfortable with.
Tweek shifted in the bed moving around until he was sort of curled around Craig. His knees while under the covers touched Craig's leg and he curled his stomach and abdomen around Craig's back. He rested his head on the other side of Craig's lap. "I think I can do that. But Craig will you stay all night if I don't come over?"
"Yup." Craig didn't look at Tweek then. He wouldn't be able to lie if he did. He wasn't sure if he would stay at Token's if Tweek was at his home in his bed. It was too tempting, but he also didn't want to coddle Tweek. He wanted Tweek to come out with him on Halloween even if Tweek had to do it on his own terms.
"What about after the party. Will you come get me then?" Tweek leaned up on his elbows trying to catch Craig's eyes.
"I dunno know. Probably, I would if you called me and said you wanted to come over," Craig admitted. He let his fingers curl in Tweek's hair. Tweek smiled softly. He wasn't shaking, Craig noticed as he strokes his thumb against Tweek's cheek. Tweek leaned up slightly, so Craig twisted around and met him for a kiss. It was light and short. It made Tweek frown. Craig hoped that he wasn't too mad about that, but if he didn't pull away Craig knew he wouldn't make it to his party on time. "Promise you'll call?" Tweek asked.
"Yeah!" Craig promised kissing Tweek once more, but again it was short. "Bye," Craig said softly. He stood from the bed and left the room without looking back.
As Craig left his house he set his phone's alarm to alert him when it had been an hour that way he wouldn't miss calling Tweek. Then he went over to Tolken's. Clyde was already there. He was dressed up like Roxas and he was already drinking jungle juice from a red plastic cup.
"There's the man!" Clyde cheered going over to half hug Craig. "People are already starting to show."
Craig pushed Clyde off of him. "Where's Token?" He asked. The only people who would be here before him were probably people he invited that he honestly didn't care about, but invited anyway because they went to school with him. They were probably here early just to impress him and make it in to the in-crowd. Like that would work! Other than Clyde no one should be at Token's house for another ten minutes and then everyone should be there ten minutes after that. That's just how it worked.
Sure enough the guests were Wendy Tesaburger, the class president and head of the young politician club and her little group of mathletes and Dougie who Craig kind of thought he hadn't actually invited because wasn't he in Junior high?
"Craig this juice tastes funny." Wendy stood up from where she was on the couch. She walked over to Craig. "I want to thank you for inviting me to the party. I realize that you are probably the most popular guy in the class and as the class president coming to your party helps me stay in touch with what the majority of the class wants. It's good for next year's election."
"Wendy, you're drinking jungle juice." Craig pointed to the cup giving her a pointed look. "You know a drink that's sure to get you wasted fast?"
"Oh." Wendy glanced at the cup. He knew that she was one of those types that wasn't going to drink underage or at least admit that she knew she was drinking underage. "Craig do…"
"Don't care. People only vote for you so you'll stop talking." Craig walked away from Wendy. He heard her protest, but Wendy's words fell on deaf ears.
"Hey Craig." Token smiled from where he was working with his laptop and the sound system in the basement. He was dress up in his Axel costume. He had a huge basement that was perfect for parties because it had an outside entrance and so no one ever had to go up to the main part of the house. Token's parents said he could always have parties as long as they were in the basement. The basement was about as big as Craig's house. There was a kitchen and living room area, three bedrooms and a bathroom. In Craig's mind there was really no need for a ground floor house because the basement had everything, but then again the ground floor also had everything. It was also nice because while Craig liked to have huge parties that everyone went to, Craig actually didn't like very many people and he didn't like to have to work hard. So he and Token usually made sure the party was running smoothly and then they would go into one of the bedrooms on that floor. The bedrooms were never used for anything else. He could hang out with people he really liked and enjoy himself. There was peace amongst the chaos and Craig liked that.
"What else needs to be done?" Craig asked.
"Nothing. I'm almost done. This party stuff is cake now. You think I would let Clyde start drinking otherwise?" Token asked.
Craig laughed. He sat down next to Token. Token worked quietly. That's what he appreciated in Token they were good at the comfortable silence. Craig often wondered how Token could be his best friend when he loved Tweek so much. His relationship with both was quiet unique and Craig wasn't sure how he managed to like two people who were so different than each other and than him. Still if Craig had to pick two people to spend the rest of his life with it would be Token and Tweek, not the two people to help him get off an island because seriously that would be an awful experience with Tweek, but if they were going into a bomb shelter for 100 years because of a nuclear winter Craig would pick them, screw the human population.
"Thinking about screwing the human race again?" Clyde asked sitting down next to Craig.
Token laughed. "When doesn't he?"
"Shut it. I don't care about that as long as I don't have to save them or anything," Craig groaned.
Clyde and Token both laughed at him. "Aww that's our Craig. Where's Tweek when we need someone to soften you up?"
"Thanks to that asshole Cartman Tweek is still freaking out at my house," Craig explained ignoring the first part of Clyde's comment. He didn't need to watch his attitude because it didn't matter what he did people liked him.
"Aren't you worried about him?" Token asked sitting up slightly, but still obviously working on what he was doing.
"Tweek's just being Tweek. You know how he freaks out it's always nothing." Craig shrugged.
"This isn't made up gnomes or government conspiracy theories. This is Cartman and maybe he made up some story to scare Tweek, but the truth is he probably should be more afraid of Cartman then whatever story he told," Token said without looking up.
"I agree with Token," Clyde spoke up.
"Look, I'm not going to reward Cartman for being an asshole by canceling my party. He has friends it's his fault that they don't want to hang out with him tonight." Craig stood up. He really didn't want to hear it from his friends. He felt guilty leaving Tweek at home anyway and now to hear his friends say that they thought he was putting Tweek in danger—well, that made him even more upset. Yet, he knew he couldn't just leave his party. It would be wrong of him to give in like Tweek had. He needed to be brave. He just hoped that everything would be okay.
"Hey everyone!" Stacey Anderson called as she came down the stairs, behind her were the majority of Craig's group of friends, not friends like Token and Clyde, but people he didn't mind hanging out with. After they arrived it wasn't long before the rest of the class along with a bunch of students in the Junior and Senior class and all of the freshman arrived at the party. So it was within moments that Craig realized that he was going to have a shitty time at the party until Tweek got there. He couldn't get his mind off of Tweek, in his bed, all alone. So he wasn't able to enjoy himself even though everyone else was. He had even left Token, Clyde and their other friends in their normal room and went out to the main part of the party. He hoped that would distract him because he didn't associate this part of the party with Tweek, but it wasn't helping.
"Hi, Craig." Kyle said approaching him. Stan was with him and Kyle had dragged Kenny over even though Kenny looked like he was having a good time with one of the senior girls on the couch. Kenny was dressed up like Woody from Toy Story, except that he had a big tent in his pants imply that he got the name Woody from his dick. It was typical Kenny behavior, but it disgusted Craig. Was he trying to get attention or was he really a douche? Stan was dressed up in a furry suit with ears and a tail and hooves. He also had a weird poncho on. Kyle was dress up like Dash from the Incredibles. "We wanted to thank you for inviting us to the party."
"What the hell are you wearing Stan?" Craig asked because if Tweek asked later he wanted to tell him that Stan was safe.
"I'm Kuzco! You know from Emperor's New Groove?" Stan asked.
Craig nodded even though he wasn't really sure if he knew what Stan was talking about.
"Anyway," Kyle interrupted. "I brought a present for the party."
"You brought a present?" Craig asked.
"Yeah, uh I was going to bring wine, but well I thought that was gay, so I brought whiskey." Kyle held out the bottle tied with a ribbon.
Craig took the bottle. "It's pathetic the way we can get drinks so easily."
"I agree. However, this is a backdoor town in the middle of Colorado. Tourist towns you know?" Kyle asked.
Craig looked at Kyle. He knew Kyle wasn't that bad. He would admit out of all of Cartman and those guys he liked Kyle the best. Probably because he hated Cartman too, possibly more than Craig did. Craig could appreciate an ally in common. Also, as far as Craig could tell Kyle tried to avoid the adventures that Cartman often dragged them into, oh sure Kyle tended to create his own adventures, but Cartman was 85% of the problem. Stan was like 10% of the problem because he was a fucking hippy. Kyle was like 5% of the problem. Kenny didn't count because even when he did have problems and adventures his friends usually didn't notice or they ignored him. Plus, he always had a problem with Kenny since people seemed to compare him with Tweek when they were absolutely nothing alike. Craig didn't like people comparing Kenny and Tweek. Tweek was awesome and Kenny was just weird. So Craig disliked Kenny just on principle.
"I guess, you don't know," Kyle said after a few moments of silence.
"Hey, Kyle look! Wendy's here." Stan pointed to where Wendy was with her nerd friends on the couch. "I'm going to talk to her."
"Don't you dare," Kyle said.
"Yeah dude, didn't you date Wendy?" Craig asked.
"Yeah, we dated last year even." Stan nodded.
"That's fucked up dude." Craig glared flipping him off. God, Stan was such an idiot. He didn't know what was wrong with him. Everyone knew he liked Kyle and Kyle liked him. Yet, Craig and everyone else knew that sometimes Stan would just be a complete douche and decide to take on with Wendy. What a jerk! It usually pissed Kyle off, but Stan didn't take a hint. Now, they were actually dating, but still Stan was a dick. If Tweek did that to him then he would skin the bitch whoever she was. He liked Tweek too much. He had kept their relationship a secret in the past, but he had never dated a girl while he was with Tweek. He sometimes flirted with them a little, but now that he was out he didn't.
Craig walked away from Stan and Kyle. He heard them start to argue.
"Everything's clear here." Craig voice called over the loud music. "The only thing scary is Kenny dressed up like he has a huge boner?"
"A what?" Tweek asked.
"The douchebag are dressed up like Disney characters with a huge hard-on," Craig explained.
"What why?" Tweek wasn't afraid of Disney characters no matter what they were wearing, although it was sort of creepy, he could deal with it. Craig just hoped it was enough to get him to come over.
"Because they're douches." Craig rubbed the back of his neck. He was still in the main part of the basement and he felt a little self conscious about the fact that he was calling Tweek and begging him to show up with all these people around. "Are you going to come? Please. I want you here."
"Craig, I don't know." Tweek took a deep breath. "Is anyone wearing a hockey mask?"
Craig paused. He actually stopped to look around and see if anyone was. First, he could just tell the person to take the mask off and second because he didn't want to be caught in such a stupid lie. When he didn't see anyone he replied, "I just checked and no. Anything else?"
"Is anyone wearing a red and black sweater?" Tweek asked.
"Dude I made everyone dress in costume or they couldn't come in." Craig rolled his eyes.
Tweek sighed again. "Is anyone dress up like Freddie Krueger or Jason?"
"No, that's totally lame. Will you come?" Craig asked. He didn't bother to check again because he was pretty sure he knew what people were wearing.
Tweek took a deep breath. "I'll start getting ready."
"Alright! Thanks Tweekers. You know this means I totally love you." Craig was spinning on one foot. That was the best he could do when he was victory dancing in place.
"I totally love you too, Craig."