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 5 CHAPTER 5 CHAPTER 5 CHAPTER 5 CHAPTER 5
Craig sat on the couch staring at the phone in his hand. He willed it to ring. It had been over an hour before he wondered about why Tweek didn't call him and thirty minutes since he sat down to watch his phone.
"Dude you look pathetic," Kyle said sitting down on the coffee table in front of him.
"Fuck you, asshole." Craig flipped him off. He looked at his phone and shook it gently.
"Where's Tweek? I haven't seen him." Kyle asked, ignoring the nasty comment.
"Where's Stan?" Craig mumbled back.
"He's getting a lap dance from one of his cheerleaders. She thinks she can convert him." Kyle smiled thoughtfully. "She gave me fifty bucks and told me to leave them for forty minutes so that she could try."
"Dude you are a fucking asshole. Go over there and stake claim in your man." Craig glared at Kyle. "What the hell is wrong with you?"
"Man, it's not the point. I didn't even take the money!" Kyle protested.
"You still left him with that bitch. Even Tweek has more balls then to leave me alone with some girl." Craig sat up getting level with Kyle. "I'd never let anyone lay a finger on Tweek."
"Then where is he?" Kyle asked changing the subject. Either he lied about what Stan was up to or he really didn't care about him. Craig knew there was a reason he hated their whole group. "Craig!"
"I don't know. I called him over two hours ago and he said he was coming over. He hasn't called." Craig whispered the last part.
"Did you call him back?" Kyle asked.
"No. I don't want to push him. Maybe he decided he couldn't come. I don't want to make it worse for him," Craig admitted. He couldn't help the blush that formed. He was so easy on Tweek thinking only about what would be easiest for him.
"Dude you should call him. Just so you don't worry. I'll do it if you want?"
"No! I can call him. You go look for Stan." Craig sat back on the couch hitting the second speed dial. Kyle smiled and walked away. "Douche."
It took over seven rings before Tweek finally answered, but he didn't hear a hello for a while so he spoke up. "Tweek?"
"Craig." Tweek whispered so softly Craig barely heard him. "Craig the Jaddie captured me. Please, just stay away. I will keep him distracted so that you can get to somewhere safe."
"Tweek what the hell are you talking about? Where are you?" Craig asked. Tweek sounded terrified and the fact that he said he was captured by someone pissed Craig off. Whoever was scaring and keeping him from the party was going to pay!
"I'm in Denver. Craig just listen find a place to hide and don't come out until Christmas!" Tweek hissed loudly.
"Hey! Tweek get the hell over here and help me with Ike!" Craig could hear Cartman's voice clearly from his line even though it sounded like he wasn't near by. There was a brief shuffling sounded like Tweek was trying to hide his phone. Craig stayed quiet. He didn't know what Cartman planned to do and he wasn't an idiot though so he didn't want to put Tweek in danger if Cartman heard him over the phone.
"I'm sorry Craig," Tweek whispered and then there was just dial tone.
"God damn it." Craig glared at his phone. "Cartman's going to di,." He said out loud.
"Dude did he say that Ike was with him?" Kyle asked.
"Ah!" Craig looked up from where he was still sitting on the couch. Kyle and Stan stood on the other side of the coffee table. Stan had his arm around Kyle's waist so it kind of obvious that Kyle had been joking or lying earlier. Unless they were more fucked up then even Craig gave them credit for. Kyle looked livid. "I thought you left."
"I found Stan." Kyle pointed to Stan. "Was that Tweek? What did Cartman do to him and my brother?"
"Fuck off, I'll deal with this myself." Craig stood up. He didn't want Kyle or Stan involved he already had to deal with one of them. He pushed his way by the partygoers and went up towards Token's room. He knew his friend would be there and as much as he wanted to go alone he knew that someone would end up dead if he did. He was betting it would be Cartman, but he had to be careful because he knew what Cartman was capable of.
"Token!" Craig slammed open the door. Both Token and Clyde were inside with a bunch of other people, more of their usual crowd not just people that Craig invited to the party. "We're going to Denver."
"We're a little busy?" Clyde flipped Craig off. Craig flipped him back off. "Fuck you."
"Fuck you too fatty." Craig snapped.
"You fucking asshole!" Clyde moved forward.
"You're fucking shit faced Clyde get the fuck away from me." Craig shoved Clyde.
"You would be too if your boyfriend wasn't such a fag." Clyde glared.
"Aah!" Craig yelled lunging forward.
"Whoa!" Stan grabbed Craig under the arms and around the back of his neck pulling Craig off of Clyde and restricting the use of his arm.
"Get the fuck off of me fucker!" Craig yelled at him. He really wanted to pound Clyde's face in. Well really he wanted to pound anyone's face in. It wasn't helping his mood that Stan was able to restrain him easily.
"Dude, what is going on?" Token had moved away from their other friends and stood slightly behind Clyde.
"Their fucking friend kidnapped Tweek!" Craig yelled.
"He took my little brother too! He's only ten!" Kyle explained. "We're going to get them back."
"No! No. I already have to deal with one of you. There is no way in hell I'm letting the two of you come! I don't want an adventure. I just want to get Tweek back." Craig glared.
Token stepped forward waving Stan away from Craig. Stan stepped away and went to stand next to Kyle. "Dude, Ike is Kyle's little brother. I think you have to let him come."
"No. I don't have to do anything. They can find their own way there." Craig snapped.
Token rolled his eyes. He turned to Stan and Kyle. "You guys are welcome to come with us. There is more than enough room in my car."
"Thanks Token." Kyle looked really grateful.
"Whatever." Craig flipped all three of them off and left the room. He went down to the garage. Token had a nine seater black SUV with tinted windows that he received when he was fourteen even though he couldn't drive for another two years in Colorado, his parents hired a driver. Craig stomped over to the car and opened the passenger door. He knew he couldn't really drive straight right now. He was so pissed off. First, Cartman kidnaps his boyfriend and then he has to spend the night with Stan and Kyle. This was just the worst.
"Dude." Clyde knocked on the passenger window.
"Where's Token?" Craig asked opening the door because he couldn't crack the windows without the keys.
"He's getting a jacket. I know I called you a fucking asshole, but can I please come with you? I'm kind of worried about Tweek." Clyde asked.
"I don't care idiot get the fuck in the car." Craig slammed the door on him. He was too pissed off to worry about Clyde and his fucking apologies.
Clyde didn't say a word when he sat down behind Craig which was good. Craig only wanted to think about Cartman and what he was going to do to him when he found him. Token was in the car five minutes later, Kyle, Stan and Kenny were with him. "Fuck he's coming too?"
"Kenny says he can be helpful." Tolken shrugged. Craig flipped Tolken off. At least those three losers were in the back of the car far away from him. It was their friend's fault and as far as Craig was concerned that made it their fault. It didn't take them long to get to Denver about an hour of solid 80 on the highway, but it took them almost another ninety minutes to locate Craig's parents' SUV. It was left abandoned near the cemetery.
"The cemetery really what the fuck!" Craig yelled at Stan, Kyle and Kenny as they piled out of Token's SUV.
Token shrugged at the three of them before going over to the SUV to inspect it. Clyde followed after him.
"Fuck you, Craig. I've been nice to you all night and my brother is missing too." Kyle said. He had been pretty quiet all night, but Craig knew that he wouldn't sit there and take the blame all night even if he knew Craig was just pissed.
Craig didn't really care. He liked that Kyle was trying to fight him. He had too much energy since all he wanted to do for the last two and a half hours was beat Cartman until he cried. "It's your fucking friend if you had gone trick-or-treating with him this wouldn't be happening."
"He's not my friend! He fucking hates me more than you do. He hates Kenny too." Kyle stood his ground, however his friends had slipped away going over to the abandoned SUV as well.
"This is all you guys ever do. All you do is cause shit and problems. It's not just him it's you too." Craig flipped him off. He stared at the gates of the cemetery if Tweek was in there on this night something really wrong must have happened.
"It's not like we want those things to happen they just do. We can't just sit around and forget about them."
"Yes, you can. You can sit inside your fucking home and play video games or stare at the fucking wall. You don't have to do anything about anything no matter who is involved or what's at stake," Craig explained fuming.
"Oh really then why are you here. Why didn't you just stay back at Token's where your party is? We would have brought Tweek back," Kyle suggested.
Craig turned back to him punching him in the face and then once in the stomach. Kyle stumbled back leaning over and clutching his stomach. "Fuck you asshole."
"Guys." Token yelled at both of them. "We have a big problem."
Stan hurried over leaning down next to Kyle he whispered something to him.
Craig ignored them, he felt a little bad, but Kyle just went too far and it was nice hitting something. Craig probably wouldn't even care if his sister was being held hostage or if Cartman threatened to kill his parents, but Tweek was just different. Tweek had sex with him. Tweek did things for him that Tweek wouldn't do for anyone else. Which was probably how he ended up in Denver with Cartman, but whatever.
"You didn't have to punch Kyle." Token pointed out when Craig went to see what the problem at the SUV was. "They're not that bad you know."
"Yeah and this is kind of your fault too. If you weren't so easy on Tweek he would have been at the party with us. Cartman couldn't have gotten near him if he was." Clyde pointed out.
Craig flipped him off. Clyde had a point. Cartman must have known that he would be able to separate Tweek from the rest of them easily and used it to his advantage.
"Kyle's probably not going to care. He's romantic. He just doesn't like being blamed for Cartman's shit." Kenny popped up. "Anyway you need to see something." Kenny opened the door of the backseat further and leaned in to flick on the light. There was blood dripping from the backseat on to the floor.
"Are you telling me that this is Tweek's?" Craig looked between his two friends and Kenny. None of them answered. Craig didn't really want to know the truth and no one wanted to give it to him. They all just stood there looking at each other and the bloody backseat.
Kyle and Stan joined them at the SUV after a little while. Kyle peaked into the SUV and glanced around the backseat and then around the front. He came back a few moments later. "I think Tweek was driving." Kyle asked handing Craig's Tweek's cell phone. "It was in the door."
"So the blood belongs to?" Token pointed to the backseat.
"I'm going to kill Cartman when we find him," Kyle swore.
"Kyle." Stan moved closer to Kyle.
"No. Stan look stop it. I'm not backing down. This time I'm going to kill Cartman."
"Let's just let the authorities deal with this," Stan suggested.
"What authorities!" Kyle yelled at Stan.
"Kyle's right. Cartman never pays for his crimes." Craig grumbled. He didn't want to admit it, but for once he agreed with Kyle.
All six of them startled when a loud scream poured out from the cemetery. "Tweek!" Craig shut the door to the SUV. "Are you guys coming?" Craig didn't wait for the guys to answer, but they stuck close to him as he hurried into the cemetery. The cemetery was fairly well lit for a place that they buried people, but it wasn't an old cemetery it was new. There were tall trees around the perimeter and large gravestones scattered throughout. There were large flood lights too that hung over the graveyard. It was easy to tell that Cartman and Tweek were beyond the graveyard.
Craig picked up his pace jogging slightly to get across the graveyard in the direction he assumed the scream came from. He tripped twice over some head stones. He groaned each time but was on his feet quickly. He lost the other guys quickly and was in the woods beyond the cemetery well before they were.
"Oh my god! Cartman killed Ike!" Stan's cried. It was then that Craig slowed to a stop they were beyond the graveyard now but only just. The limp body of an ugly looking person lay across the ground. His face and chest were blood and his legs were twisted up under him. There was blood staining the grass around his body.
"Ike!" Kyle yelled. "No! No! No! This can't be happening!"
Craig stared at the scene even though he didn't like Kyle or Stan he did feel some compassion. He didn't want anything bad to happen to either of them and that included their families. Craig stepped closer to Kyle, Stan was hover behind him obviously worried about his boyfriend, but not really knowing what to do.
Token was leaning over a rock and Craig could hear him heaving. Clyde made gagged too, but he didn't get sick.
Kenny was the first person to move closer to the body. He bent down looking at him. "He's not dead."
"What? Kenny yes he is! Look at all the blood and he's all twisted up and gross," Clyde spoke.
"You should be a poet, jackass." Craig grumbled.
"I'm serious. He's holding on to life. Stan, call an ambulance," Kenny ordered. He sat down next to the limp body touching his hand to his throat. Craig had never seen any of the guys were that gentle with anything.
Kyle pulled away from Stan and moved quickly over to Kenny and Ike. He sat down by his brother's head touching his head cautiously. "Ike?"
"Kyle, I don't think he can hear you," Clyde mumbled he had moved closer to the body too. Token was staying back still and Stan was calling an ambulance like Kenny had instructed.
Craig looked away from the group deeper into the woods around the graveyard. He needed to find Tweek, but he felt obligated to stay. Ike was dead or almost dead. It was rude to just leave wasn't it? Tweek was still missing and so Craig could still hope he was alive and unhurt. If he found Tweek like this, he didn't know what he'd do.
"Hey dude." Stan cleared his throat stepping in front of him. "We have this if you want to find Tweek?"
"Huh?" Craig looked up at Stan. He was blocking his view of Kyle, Kenny and Ike's body.
"You have to be worried about him," Stan explained. "You shouldn't leave him alone any longer than he needs to be."
"Oh, right." Craig nodded looking around. He turned a little to the right and started to head in the same direction as before. He passed by Ike without looking.
"We're coming with you." Token shouldered in next to him. Clyde fell next to his other side. Kenny was beside him.
"All of you are coming?" Craig looked surprised.
"Sure! Tweek needs our help a little more right now," Clyde explained shrugging his shoulders. Tweek nodded and Kenny gave him a little smile which looked stupid with the huge fake woody of his costume. Craig smiled a little too. Maybe Stan and his friends weren't all bad.
Kenny turned his head and cupped his hands around his mouth. "TWEEK!" He yelled. Birds scattered in the trees above him.
"Dude what are you doing?" Token whispered.
"Trying to find Tweek. TWEEK!"
Craig looked at Clyde and they both shrugged before yelling into the dark. "TWEEK!"
They yelled and walked until they couldn't see the flood lights from the cemetery. They where probably almost a mile away, or they'd walked almost a mile in a semi circle. Craig couldn't really tell it was too dark and the woods were too thick to tell if they were really going in a straight line.
"Will the four of you shut up!" Cartman snapped. He was sitting in a lawn chair leaning against a tree. He had twelve pillow cases full of candy. He had chocolate dripping down his face. It was so disgusting
"Cartman!" Kenny lunged at him.
"Hey hey!" Cartman shoved Kenny off of him. "Watch it will you. What the hell is wrong with you Kenny? I know you're poor, but you should have thought about that before you decided not to go trick-or-treating."
"Cartman where's Tweek!" Craig snapped stepping forward blocking Kenny from attacking Cartman. They needed answers first.
"Tweek? Oh…I think he went off in that direction." Cartman pointed to his left. He smiled sweetly. "How was the party Craig?"
"Shut the fuck up, idiot. As soon as I find Tweek I'm going to kill you. You kidnapped him and dragged him out here and then you left Kyle's brother to die!" Craig yelled.
"Well it wouldn't be revenge if I just brought them all the way out here to get candy. I could have come to Denver by myself." Cartman rolled his eyes.
"Wait." Token caught Cartman's attention. "So kidnapping Tweek and keeping him from going to Craig's party and making Craig leave his own party to come get Tweek wasn't all of your revenge?"
"What did you do?" Craig yelled. "Where is he Cartman?"
"I said he's that way." Cartman pointed to his left again. Craig didn't wait for his friends he took off sprinting in the direction Cartman pointed. He didn't care if his friends came or not.
The smell of blood hit him first and then he slipped and fell landing in a pool of it. Craig shook with fear. He knew this couldn't be Ike's blood. It just couldn't. It was his sweet boyfriend's Tweek. It was all his blood and Craig choked on his own spit when he sucked in his breath. This was all Craig's fault. He left Tweek alone even when Tweek didn't want him to. Then, after all that Tweek listened to Cartman he followed his orders, he let Cartman drag him all the way here because he hoped that it would keep Craig safe. That he wouldn't have to suffer either. Craig didn't even want to look. He couldn't go any further.
"It's not good." Token knelt down beside him. "Clyde and Kenny are over there. You don't want to."
"Why, what? What is it?" Craig looked up at Token begging him silently that there was still some hope.
"He's torn in half." Token whispered.
Craig jumped to his feet sliding a bit. The blood was sticky all over him and it smelled disgusting and tasted like cooper, but it was Tweek's and he didn't care. He trudged forward. He didn't stop until he pushed Clyde aside and leaned over where he had been. Tweek's eyes were still open, his body twitched slightly, but Craig watched enough doctor shows to know better then to think that meant he was okay. His throat was slashed and his stomach lay open with his guts oozing out of him.
"They're still warm." Kenny whispered.
"You mean he was alive a few minutes ago?" Clyde asked in a whisper.
"Yea, but he would have died anyway. Look." Kenny waved his hand over the body.
"Tweek." Craig hung his head. He felt his shoulders shaking before he noticed the hot tears rolling down his cheeks. Crying was one thing, but he knew he was sobbing in front of all of his friends and Kenny. He just didn't care either. Why couldn't it be like in the movies were tears healed up the wounds of loved ones?
"Craig." It was Tweek.
Craig looked up, but Tweek's body was just the same blotting as death set in. "Tweek! Tweek!" A gust of wind picked up out of know where and rushed past Craig.
"Did you feel that?" Kenny looked up standing he moved over to Craig. "What happened? Did you hear something?"
"Dude cut it out. It was only the wind. Can't you leave him alone for a minute?" Clyde snapped.
"It wasn't just the wind. I know it wasn't. That was Tweek. I need to find Kyle." Kenny bolted up and out the way they'd come running back without anymore warning.
"Weirdo." Clyde snorted.
Craig looked between Clyde and where Kenny went and then back to Tweek's body. "What am I going to do?"
"Craig." Clyde punched him lightly. "You'll have to switch back to pussy, is all?"
"Dude fuck off." Craig glared at him. Tweek was the most important person in the world to him and he wasn't just going to get over him. "FUUCCCCCCCCCCK!"
"Hey." Token muffled his nose was pinched but he wrapped his jacket around Craig's shoulder and leaned over him hugging around his head. Craig would normally push Token off if he did this and if it was Clyde he'd punch him in the nose and if it was anyone else they'd have a trip to hell's pass, but this wasn't normally. Craig didn't do anything. He just sat there stiff as Tweek's dead body. He knew Clyde was trying to help, but how could he even suggest that. Tweek was so important him to all of them really. Craig felt a little better when Clyde and Token just sat with him and cried a little.
The End!
A/N: Don't worry I think this story follows the Simpson's Rule that Halloween Episode's don't count.