A/N:This fic is heavily influenced by music. You can obviously still read and enjoy without it but I strongly recommend listening to the provided playlist. I will note in the text when a particular song's section starts. The songs and order are below. Hypster playlists/userid/5440908?7252565 .

You're Not Alone - Saosin

The Anthem- Good Charlotte

Seven Deadly Sins - Flogging Molly

Pegboard Nerds - Hero

Closing Time - Semisonic

I Miss You - Blink 182

Human - Jon Bellion

Tetris - Dr P

Rather Be - Clean Bandit

Walking the Dog - Fun.

While We're Young - Jhene Aiko

Tweek scooped up Killer and tucked him into the front of his Craig's hoody and shrugged on his coat careful not to jostle the cat. Killer shifted until managed to lay on one of Tweek's arms with his head popped out of the top. Tweek sighed. "You are so spoiled." Killer purred and the two were off trudging across the desolate town. Since there were no people to yell or threaten him Tweek made record time reaching Craig's house by cutting across almost every yard and parking lot in the city instead of taking the main roads. Tweek slid Killer down his chest and sat him on the front porch. "For a stray you sure are heavy." Tweek groaned and shook his arm to get the blood flowing while he pulled out his keys. Ever since he started closing and opening the shop Tweek has always had an inordinate amount of keys for a boy his age. He used to think it was cool, like he was someone important, now not so much. Killer weaved in and around his legs while he bounced and flipped through his key ring: Coffee shop, his house, his moms car, his safe, Kenny's house, the office, the store room, the bathrooms, and finally Craig's house. Tweek slid the key into the door and hurried inside. As soon as he got in his phone rang.

Tweek jumped. "Hello."

"Tweek honey are you almost home? It's almost three." His mom called from the other line. She must be on speaker phone because she sounded miles away.

"Yeah. I ran out of coffee and swung by shop to fill up." He herd pots clanking against the sink over the phone as he hurried into the Craig's kitchen.

"Ok honey. Everyone will be here in about an hour. So come on and help me clean up a bit."

"Sure thing mom. I'm on my way now. I'm over by Craig's. Love you." Tweek hung up the phone and grabbed a Whole Foods sack. He filled it with what he guessed to be about two days worth of food for a cat and returned the cat food to the pantry. "Now... a litter box." He drummed his fingers against the counter and Killer chatted him up. Its not fair to call what this cat does a 'meow'. Kittens and cute kitties 'meow'. Killer 'Merrow'ed a low grumble noise. "Don't sass me. I'm working on it." Tweek laughed and patted his head as he made his way down to the basement. He rummaged through some boxes and then a shelf. Dust sired in the air and coated Tweek's hands. He frowned and attempted to clean them on his pants. Finally after some serious digging he found one of Ruby's old litter pans and some cat littler. He spotted an old gym bag and loaded his items up. Once he made it to the door he picked killer up and placed him on the gym bag. "Killer were going home."

Tweek held his bag and cat close to his chest as he cracked the door open. He never asked for an animal so technically he wasn't NOT allowed to have one, but he didn't want to chance it. Tweek saw his mom outside through the patio door and his dad was poking around in the garage. Tweek slid into the house and half ran half crawled up the stairs and into his room. He shut the door with a thud and locked it. He let killer jump out of his arms and dropped the bag. "Wheeeew." He let out a breath and placed a hand on his hammering heart. "I'm going to have a heart attack." Killer merowed at him and Tweek let out a panicked 'shoosh'. "Killer. Dude you don't want to get caught!" He knelt down and started to unpack his bag. He grabbed an old food dish and dug out some cat food from the bag. He scanned the room and found a an empty bowel and a half drank water bottle on the night stand. After setting the water next to the food he readied the litter box in the corner next to his dresser. This would hide it from plain view of anyone coming in. Fortunatly since Tweek was so particular about how he liked his room, and moderately paranoid if anything was not JUST how he left it, his parents rarely entered his domain.

"Alexa. Play Killer Queen by Sum 41." -BONUS SONG: KILLER QUEEN by Sum 41-

"Tweek?" His mother called from the end of the stairs. "Is that you honey?"

"Yeah mom," He yelled back and eyed Killer as he ate his food. "Just putting up my stuff. I'll be right down." He sluffed off his coat and shed Craig's hoody. He paused briefly to inhale his lingering scent. "Behave." He pet his cat and left the room.

"Oh good. Can you go check the bird?" His dad asked from the couch while he worked on rolling silverware and fidgeting with napkin bands.

"Yeah." Tweek grabbed some gloves and hustled over to the smoker. Fortunately it was hot and kept the area tolerable in the cold. Tweek peeked into the smoker and was greeted by hot air and the delicious smell of smoked meat. He poked the bird to test it and was pleased with his results so he returned.

"How's she?" His dad asked not bothering to look away from the game.

"Good. Id say shes done."

Tweek's mother peaked out the window and sighed. "Good, because it looks like the brood is here."

Before Tweek could brace himself the door was flung open and people were flooding in.

A/N: SO sorry about the delay and the shortness of the chapter. Will have another his weekend. Thanks for reading. LOVE to see all the likes and reviews.

Also, requests are open. I write about anything and everything.