The call was unexpected, but Tweek was happy to make the four-hour trip with Craig to visit his abuela. It was Friday morning when they left, Craig's thumb running over Tweek's hand as he drove. Tweek was staring out the window, watching the mountains pass as they left South Park.

"So…I know we still have lots of time until we actually get to my abuela's…but just know she can be-"

"Old fashioned?" Tweek turned to look at him. He could see Craig biting the inside of his cheek.

"Yeah…but-but she knows I'm dating a guy, and she doesn't seem to have a problem with that! But…I don't know, she can ask really personal questions so just…be prepared." Tweek chuckled, bringing Craig's hand up to his lips.

"If I can handle your parents, I should be able to handle your abuela."

"She'll probably ask you to call her Claudia. She's also very big on using first names."

"How old is she?"

"She turns sixty six later this year, but she's really spry. Great health and everything. There was a cancer scare a few years back, but the tumor was benign."

"Well that's good," Tweek looked out the window. "I haven't seen my grandparents in years." Craig frowned.

"Why not?"

"Well…my dad's parents were upset with his life choices, I don't think they liked my mom very much. Said she was too much of a tramp."

"Really? Your mom a tramp?"

"Well, remember, they met on a one night stand."

"That's right, Richard and Mary were freaky." Tweek snorted.

"Yeah. And my mom's parents just live far away. I saw them on Christmas, but haven't talked much with them since. They called on graduation, but it was a brief conversation." Craig nodded, understanding.

"How are they with your life choices?" Tweek hummed, thinking.

"They were weird about my sexuality at first, but when I showed my mom-mom a picture of you…she was more than happy to invite you for dinner sometime." Craig snorted.

"Is your grandmother trying to get into my pants?"

"Jesus Christ, please don't word it that way!" Craig laughed, giving Tweek's thigh a squeeze. They fell silent, Hotel California playing quietly from the radio. Craig hummed softly while Tweek rummaged through his backpack, tugging out a book.

"Am I boring you?" Tweek blushed.

"No! I just…wanted to read." Craig chuckled, tangling a hand into the hair on the back of Tweek's hair.

"I'm teasing you, honey." Tweek leaned his head back into the touch, sighing in content as he leaned the seat back a bit. Craig would glance to him every now and then, the silence in the car relaxing to him. Almost two hours into the ride, Craig glanced over to Tweek as his stomach growled. The blonde turned a bright red.

"S-sorry."

"We can stop to get something to eat. I'm hungry, too."

"Yeah…that would be nice."

"There's a cool sandwich shop that we'd stop at when I was younger. It's about a twenty-minute drive from here." Tweek nodded.

"I'm okay with that." Twenty minutes later, to Craig's word, they pulled into the parking lot of a small sandwich shop. Once inside, Craig took them up to the counter. One of the worker's faces lit up.

"Jesus Christ, is that Craig?!" Craig laughed softly, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Hey Sal." Sal reached across the counter, pulling Craig into a tight embrace.

"Jesus kid the last time I saw you, you were at my chest! Now you're a fucking giant!" Craig grinned.

"Well, I was fourteen. I'm eighteen now."

"Shit, it's been that long?!"

"Guess so."

"How're your parents?! And Tricia?!"

"My parents are the same ol' same ol'. Tricia just finished freshman year of high school."

"Shit! And-and you're still playing hockey?"

"Going to University of Colorado to play for them."

"Atta boy!" Sal glanced at Tweek, his gaze dropping to their interlaced fingers. "And ya got yourself a boyfriend?!" Craig blushed, looking at Tweek.

"Yeah! U-Uh, this is Tweek. We've been dating about…six months now?"

"Y-yeah, since December." Tweek confirmed, smiling small at Sal. The older man grinned, tugging Tweek into a tight embrace.

"Nice to meetcha, kid! Now, what can I getcha two?"

"I'll have an Italian sub."

"Turkey and c-cheese." Sal nodded, writing down their order. Craig slid him some cash, but Sal shook his head.

"On me today."

"Sal…"

"I'm serious! It's been far too long and this is quite a nice surprise on this Friday afternoon." Craig smiled.

"Thanks, Sal."

"Carlos will bring your sandwiches over in a few. Nice seeing ya, kiddo. And nice meeting you…Tweek is it?"

"Yes, Tweek Tweak."

"Bit unfortunate."

"I know." Tweek laughed, waving as Craig led him to a table. Once they sat down, Craig run a hand through his hair.

"Sorry I should've warned you about Sal."

"He seems nice."

"We came here so often that he just remembered us after a while. I didn't think he'd be working today."

"It's okay, Craig. You don't have to apologize." Craig blushed, chewing the inside of his cheek again. He nodded, thanking Carlos as he dropped their sandwiches off. They fell silent as they ate, both too hungry to talk between mouthfuls. They said goodbye to Sal once more before leaving, returning to their drive. They still had about two more hours to go, and Tweek ended up falling asleep. He woke up an hour later, hearing Craig singing. He smiled to himself, turning slowly to watch him. Thankfully, Craig didn't see the movement of Tweek turning. It was soft singing, but loud enough for Tweek to hear him singing along to Rhiannon by Fleetwood Mac on the radio. Tweek grinned, reaching out to grab his thigh. He chuckled as Craig jumped, a blush crawling onto his cheeks and up onto his ears.

"S-Sorry did I wake you up?"

"Not at all. I wish you'd sing more."

"I'm-I'm not good, Tweek."

"I know…you just look really happy when you do." Craig laughed softly.

"My abuela loves this song."

"Did she introduce you to eighties music?"

"Yeah."

"I should scold her for influencing you."

"Will you shut up about my music taste?!" He laughed, punching Tweek in the arm. Tweek laughed, sitting up.

"I'm sorry, it's just so funny to me."

"We got about an hour left." Tweek hummed, leaning across the center consol.

"Hey, can I check something off my bucket list?" Craig furrowed his brows.

"…depends?" Craig got the idea as Tweek started undoing his belt. "Y-yeah. Yup. Go on ahead. Do it."

Craig was thankful for all the times Clyde ate take out in his car, because walking up to your abuela's house with cum drying on your stomach was not the best idea. He gave Tweek a quick kiss before getting out of the car once they pulled up, each grabbing their bags out of the back seat. Claudia Tucker was already standing in the door, a grin on her face. Tweek immediately noticed how pretty she was, her hair a bright red like Thomas's with flecks of gray coming through. Her face had beautiful laugh lines and her eyes were a bright blue like Craig's.

"¡Mi dulce Craig! ¡Mírate!" She practically squealed, reaching up to press kisses to Craig's face.

"Hola abuela. Yo también te he extrañado." Claudia grinned up at him, glancing past to see Tweek.

"Is…this him?" Craig blinked. Hearing his abuela speak English was something he wasn't used to.

"Um…yeah. This-This is my boyfriend, Tweek." Tweek blushed, smiling.

"It-it's a pleasure to meet you." He stuck his hand out. Claudia chuckled, tugging him into a hug. Once she pulled away, she patted his cheek as she looked at him for a moment. She hummed, turning to walk inside.

"Muy lindo muchacho. Buenos ojos." Tweek blinked, looking at Craig.

"Pretty boy, great eyes," Tweek blushed, smiling a bit. Okay, good start. They were spending the weekend here, so he was glad they got off on a good foot. The room was nicely decorated and well kept, Tweek immediately noticing the plethora of family photos. He then noticed the urn sitting on top of the fire place, a sad smile on his face as he watched Craig walk up to it. "Hola abuelo. Mi novio está aquí. Lo amarías. Te echo de menos." He pressed a kiss to his fingers before pressing his fingers to the top of the urn. Claudia returned with a tray that had a teapot and tea cups on it, setting it down on the coffee table.

"Help yourself, boys." She sat down, her accent drawing on some of the words. It was interesting watching Craig around his abuela. It was…sweet. They seem close. Craig sat down, pouring a cup of tea for his abuela first and then himself. He looked up at Tweek.

"I can make you a cup of coffee." Tweek blushed.

"Nono, tea is-"

"Tweek." His face was stern, but Tweek sighed before nodding. He sat down next to where Craig was, his hands shaking in his lap. Claudia caught sight of it, her eyes saddening. No please don't pity me.

"You okay?"

"H-huh? Oh! Y-yes, m-ma'am."

"Claudia."

"Y-Yes. Claudia. I…I struggle with a-anxiety and-and coffee helps soothe me when I feel anxious." She hummed.

"You're anxious?"

"N-Not because of you! I just…first i-impressions are important to me." She smiled.

"That's good! First impressions are muy importante! It's how my husband managed to woo me," Tweek smiled a bit, thanking Craig as he came back. "Juan was a wonderful man. I was twenty and he was twenty-three when we met. I was at a dance…what do you say…joint? Yeah…dance joint in Peru. I was with my girlfriends and there he was, handsome as ever dancing. I finally made my way over to him. He smiled that charming smile and told me that I looked like the sun in my red dress. And anyone that said anything related to space was immediately given a date," Tweek grinned around his cup, glancing at Craig. So, space huh? "We went on a few dates, and a year later, we were married."

"You mentioned space…did you…show Craig a lot of space things when he was younger?" Claudia laughed.

"Has he annoyed you? He can get obsessive."

"Only because of you!" Craig defended, his cheeks a light pink.

"Silencio! You're more in love with space than I am. I see that tattoo of the moon peeking out of your shirt," Craig grumbled, buttoning up his shirt a bit to hide it. Tweek chuckled, setting his cup down. Claudia looked at him. "How did you two meet?" They looked at each other for a second.

"Well…we've been best friends since fourth grade. And over the winter we just…sorta figured out we had feelings for each other." Craig said, setting his cup down and leaning back onto the couch. Claudia nodded slowly.

"When you met…how long did it take for these…feelings to really fester?" Tweek blushed.

"M-Mine was almost immediately."

"It took me a lot longer than that…like…four or five years?" Claudia nodded again, looking at Tweek.

"You have nice legs. What do you do?" Tweek laughed softly at the phrasing.

"I um…I'm a figure skater." Her mouth dropped open.

"¡¿Seriamente?!" Tweek laughed softly, assuming she was shocked. Craig smiled.

"He's a ten time Colorado state champion."

"Impressive!" She purred, a grin on her face. Tweek blushed, laughing softly.

"Thank you! I-It's kind of how, uh, Craig I got together really. He works at the ice skating rink that pops up in town and I-I was keeping it a secret from everyone because I was bullied for…m-my sexuality. So…he let me skate at night after the rink closed and-and we just…grew closer."

"He won a competition this past February. He won a bunch of money that he's putting towards college."

"College? Where are you going?"

"Temple University. It's in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania." Claudia set her cup down, leaning back in her chair.

"You two are doing long distance?" They looked at each other, sighing.

"Well…we're-we're gonna try." Craig said, looking to Claudia. She frowned.

"What do you mean try?"

"It's just…hard to think about, you know? It's hard thinking about Tweek being one place and I'm in another."

"We're always fighting about it and it's becoming…exhausting." Tweek looked down, tugging on his shirt. Claudia chewed the inside of her cheek.

"Why don't you boys get set up in your rooms? Craig, you know where your room is. Show Tweek to his room. Come back down once you're settled in." She stood, grabbing the cups and walking to the kitchen. Craig carried their bags upstairs, taking Tweek to one of the bedrooms.

"She's nice."

"I told you she was old fashioned. I can't share a bed with my boyfriend." Craig pouted, causing Tweek to laugh softly.

"It's okay. It's for two days."

"I'll have to sneak down to see you." Tweek blushed as Craig grabbed his ass, tugging him closer, smiling.

"What, like we're teenagers?" Craig snorted.

"Something like that. Let me put my bag in my room." He kissed Tweek's cheek, smacking his ass as he left. Tweek jumped, a grin on his face.

"Weirdo." He mumbled, walking into the hall after he heard Craig close his bedroom door. They walked back downstairs, a grin crawling across Tweek's face as he saw a photo album in Claudia's lap.

"¡Dios mío, abuela! No pudiste haber esperado más de veinte minutos?" Claudia laughed.

"No seas dramático. Sit!" They sat on either side of her, Tweek clearly more excited than Craig. She started flipping through the book, some pictures of her youth mixed within. Tweek reached out, touching an image of her and who he can assume was Juan.

"Is this…Juan?" She smiled sadly.

"Yes. My lovely Juan. Isn't he just…the sweetest looking man?" He looks so much like Craig. Juan had the same dark black hair and bright blue eyes, but his face was little longer than Craig's. His skin was darker and he didn't have as nice a smile as Craig, but it was still a beautiful smile.

"Yes…he looks very…kind."

"He was so happy. So…loving and-and he loved his grandchildren." Craig put a hand on her back, kissing her hair.

"He reminds me of Craig." She chuckled.

"I always thought that, too." She whispered, a smile on her lips. Tweek smiled up at Craig, Claudia gasping as she turned the page.

"Oh, look at those little apple cheeks!" Tweek laughed at the naked image of a baby Craig, his boyfriend's cheeks turning a dark red.

"Abuela!"

"Sorry, sorry! I've been waiting for this moment for a long time!" She laughed, kissing his cheek. They spent another hour or so looking through pictures, and Craig would add some comments on the images every now and then. Eventually, after a wonderful home cooked meal from Claudia, they said their goodnights and went to their separate rooms. Tweek closed the curtains in his room, humming softly as he started getting changed for the night. Craig cracked the door open, slowly walking in. He smiled, leaning against the door.

"Well…aren't you a sight for sore eyes?" Tweek whipped around, his button up unbuttoned and dangling off his shoulders. His cheeks turned dark red.

"You know, it's polite to knock." He teased, shivering as Craig started placing gentle kisses to his bare shoulders.

"It's polite to give your boyfriend a warning before looking this sexy at ten o'clock at night."

"Sexy huh?" He hummed, tilting his head to the side as his eyes closed. Craig gripped at his hips, the fabric bunching in his hands.

"Oh, the sexiest." He purred against his skin, Tweek feeling the smile spread on Craig's face.

"Craig…is it…I don't know if this is the word, but is it…sac religious to fuck in your grandmother's household?" He whispered, Craig's hips snapping forward as he grunted.

"I would be lying if I haven't thought about it." He murmured, chuckling softly against his skin. Tweek smiled, crawling onto the bed with Craig. He felt the familiar weight and warmth of his boyfriend fall on top of him.

"Was my blowjob earlier not successful?"

"It was. But I'll never be one to turn down sex." He murmured, a grin on his face as he kissed him. Tweek tugged at his belt loops, trying to pull him closer. Craig pulled away to take his shirt off, grinning as Tweek pushed him over so he laid on his back. He straddled Craig's lap, his shirt still falling off his shoulders. Craig smiled slowly, staring up at him. Tweek blushed, smiling.

"What?"

"You're perfect…you know that right?" He breathed out, his hands grabbing Tweek's hips. Tweek laughed softly, running a hand through his hair.

"No. No I am fucking not." He whispered, an amused smile on his lips. Craig tugged him down, his hand running over his thighs and up his back.

"Yes…you are, you really are. I…fuck, you are, Tweek. I know I sound like a broken record but-but you're perfect. I say the same shit every time I compliment you and I'm sorry I can no longer think of anything new to say, but I promise you, one day I'll be more creative." Tweek laughed softly, leaning his foreheads against Craig's.

"You're so full of-"

"Stop talking." He breathed out, pressing their lips together. It was rough, but Tweek knew the sex wouldn't be. And he was okay with that. More than okay. Because Tweek needed something in his life to slow down.

They watched the ceiling fan spin slowly, the open window behind the curtains bringing in a warm breeze. Craig's hand moved up and down Tweek's back gently, his chin resting on top of his head. He placed a gentle kiss on his forehead after a while.

"I should get going." Tweek chuckled.

"To what, down the hall?"

"Yeah." He stood slowly, tugging his shirt and underwear on, but opted to just carry his pants down the hall. Tweek kissed his hand.

"Good night."

"Night, honey." Tweek rolled onto his back as the door shut, a small smile on his face as he went back to watching the ceiling fan move from the breeze. His phone buzzed on the night stand. It was Craig.

I made it home safely. Tweek snorted, replying.

By home you mean the next room over?

Yes.

Well, I'm glad you made it home safely. Don't know what's lurking in these halls late at night.

Possibly my abuela. Who knows what she does late at night?

I'm gonna assume she's sleeping.

Mmm. You're probably right.

And now I need to get some sleep.

Just remember that I find you absolutely perfect and I love you and that I think you're the coolest cat.

You're one cool cat as well, Tucker.

NOTE: I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I'm probably going to be writing only a handful of chapters involving the summer time, and probably by the end of the week our boys will be on their way to college! Tomorrow I'm bringing back a character I've been questioned about bringing back, and I finally decided how I'm bringing them back, so get ready! Please leave any and all feedback and I'll try my best to post tomorrow (I work from 5 to midnight and then classes start Tuesday!)