Off to the movies we shall go

Where we learn everything that we know

'Cause the movies teach us

What our parents don't have time to say

Tweek was in awe. He was in a room full of people that were in a movie. He was still in shock, considering that he was in this movie! Craig, too! Everyone he knew was in Stan and Eric's movie. The movie was about a little mountain town and the crazy antics that went on during their childhood in said mountain town. It was non-fiction at times, but definitely fiction in other instances. A nice mix of the two genres, Tweek thought. It was surreal to him to watch these child actors portray people he knew (hell, there was someone portraying him and his husband in there!) and Tweek had to admit, the casting director did a hell of a good job finding people that looked like Stan, Kyle, Kenny, and Eric. Why it was a musical, he wasn't sure, but it seemed fitting for the crazy shit they depicted happening in South Park. He smiled a bit as Craig's hand found his, giving it a gentle squeeze as he smiled at him.

"Leave it to Eric to make something a musical." He whispered into Tweek's ear, causing the blonde to let out a laugh.

"I was just thinking that." He whispered back, both men laughing softly to themselves. The movie itself was, surprisingly, super funny. Tweek can remember certain events happening (Stan's gang discovering the word "fuck", Sheila Broflovski being pissed about something Canada did, and even the time Eric Cartman made a song about Kyle's mom being a quote "bitch"). He felt a kick to the back of his seat from Clyde, whipping around to glare at him.

"The kid that plays me is so cute!" Clyde hissed, Bebe snorting next to him. Clyde gasped. "It's Craig!" Tweek whipped around, Craig slouching in his seat as he smiled a bit. The kid was adorable: braces, blue chullo that looked very similar to Craig's, tan skin, bright blue eyes. He really was a mini Craig. Tweek blushed as a scrawny looking blonde boy rushed up, clutching onto movie Craig's arm while also holding a thermos. "Ohhhh my god!" Clyde screamed, Tweek snorting as he glanced over at Craig.

"We weren't dating then!" He whispered to Craig, causing his husband to snort. He glanced back at the screen, the two boys holding hands. He could recall a few times he held hands with Tweek on the playground, a blush crawling up to his ears.

"I guess we always made it look like we were."

After the movie finished, they all congratulated Stan and Eric on a wonderful first movie. The two partnered together when they were twenty-five: Eric doing the writing while Stan directed. The movie, titled South Park: A (Not So) Quiet Mountain Town, was purchased by a big movie company after the producers couldn't believe that everything that happened in the movie actually happened (for the most part). It was big news when some hot shot Hollywood producers came to South Park, Colorado, the men wanting to see the town for themselves. They fell in love with the quaintness of it, deciding to save money by shooting the movie there instead of a studio in Hollywood. The town had a blast, the publicity for the movie bringing people from all across the country to see the infamous South Park, Colorado for themselves. It was surreal if you were a long-time residence, but a great economic boost nonetheless. They all sat around drinking at a bar near the theater, the entire moment…bizarre to Craig. He turned thirty not that long ago, and he had been promoted at work as well (after going back to school for a few years to get his PhD) to an observer at the lab. Tweek was still working at the same hotel, but he had been promoted from front desk manager to general manager of the hotel. Stan and Wendy got married not long after Tweek and Craig, Wendy currently bouncing a beautiful baby girl on her hip. They had a daughter about four years ago, her long black hair and bright blue eyes showing so much potential. Clyde and Bebe got married at twenty-six, getting hitched while on vacation in Paris. Token had reconnected with Nichole, the two getting engaged last year and were currently planning their wedding for next year. Kyle and Heidi had gotten married two years ago, Heidi currently very pregnant with their first child (a healthy baby boy). Eric and Millie got married as well, no children in sight for them (at least, not yet). Kenny and Butters have decided to foster children instead of having children of their own, Kenny saying he wanted to help kids out like so many people helped him while growing up. He ended up going to college for his associates at twenty-four, getting his degree in music therapy. He works in a hospital for children with cancer, bringing them a sentiment of joy in their long days of treatment. Butters opened a bakery with the help of Tweek's parents. He eventually became the pastry supplier of Tweek Bro's Coffee (except for scones, Mary's long-time specialty). Jimmy hit it big with his comedy career, currently touring across the country doing a comedy show. He was unable to make it to the showing of the movie in South Park, but he sent his regards. He dated Leslie on and off for a while, but his constant traveling became a burden on them. He wasn't too upset about it, stating that "c-c-comedy is m-my one true-true love" after a particularly rough (and his final) breakup with her. He bounced back quickly, putting out the comedy special that got him noticed. Craig smiled as he glanced around, noting how far he's come with these people. They met as ten year olds and most of them had turned thirty already, more than half their lives being spent together. He chuckled softly, glancing at his husband from across the room. Tricia came bounding up to him, punching his arm.

"Hey shit head." She grinned, kissing his cheek. Craig chuckled, wrapping an arm around her.

"Where's Ike?"

"Talking with his family." Tricia and Ike were recently engaged, having split up for a bit in college and coming back afterwards, the romantic connection obviously still there. Craig was thrilled, if he was honest. Having Kyle Broflovski as a brother-in-law wasn't such a bad thing, hell, he enjoyed Kyle's company. He always preferred him out of Stan's little gaggle of friends in elementary school (until everyone chilled the fuck out in ninth grade).

"Can I get you a drink?" He asked, sipping at his own beer. She smirked, shaking her head.

"Can't." Craig blinked.

"What the fuck does that mean? Are you on meds?" Tricia snorted, turning to find Ike in the room.

"Kyle! Ike, come here!" The Broflovski brothers came bounding over, Ike smirking as he wrapped an arm around Tricia. Kyle furrowed his brows, glancing at Craig, who offered a shrug as an explanation.

"Did you tell him?" Ike asked, Tricia shaking her head.

"Tell me what?" Craig hissed, eyes narrowing.

"Did you tell Kyle?" Ike shook his head.

"What the fuck is-" Tricia held a finger up, rummaging through her purse and pulling out a small package. She thrusted towards her soon to be brother-in-law and brother.

"Open it together." They looked at each other, quickly tugging the wrapping paper off, Kyle ripping the lid of the box off. They blinked, eyes widening as they looked at each other before screaming. Tweek blinked, looking across the room to see his husband spin his sister-in-law around, Kyle hugging his brother.

"Criag?!" He called out, Craig grinning over his sister's shoulder,

"WE'RE GONNA BE UNCLES!" Both Kyle and Craig screamed, Wendy gasping.

"Tricia, Ike, oh my god! Congratulations!" She rushed over to hug her, Tweek grinning as he walked over to them. Craig and Kyle were clinging onto each other, their grins stretching to their ears. Tweek grinned, tugging Tricia into a hug.

"How far along?"

"Seventeen weeks."

"Do you know the gender?!" Bebe asked, both Kyle and Crig gasping as they turned their attention back to Tricia. She blushed, looking at Ike. He chuckled, looking at Kyle and Craig.

"It's a boy." Kyle and Craig screamed again, returning to their intense hug. Tweek snorted, keeping an arm around Tricia. She leaned to Tweek's ear.

"Thanks for taking my brother off my hands all those years ago." She teased. Tweek grinned, leaning over to her ear.

"It has been my absolute pleasure."

It was around eleven o'clock at night when Craig and Tweek came home, the apartment eerily quiet. They still lived in Denver in the same apartment complex, but they moved one floor up to a bigger apartment, one with three bedrooms. They needed a guest room they decided for when family and friends came to visit, and one more for-

"Daddies!" Tweek grinned, kneeling down to meet the warm embrace of Juno, their daughter.

"Hey sweet pea!" He cooed, kissing her cheek. She giggled, Craig kissing her other cheek after hanging his jacket up. Juno was perfect. She had Tweek's bright, curly blonde hair that stopped at her shoulders and his plethora of freckles. She also had Craig's dark skin and beautiful blue eyes. Bebe had offered to be their surrogate three years ago when they were looking around for a potential surrogate, and they were more than happy to accept the offer. If anything, it made Clyde excited for him and Bebe to have their own children one day.

"Daddies did you have fun?!"

"We had a lot of fun, princess," Craig said as he walked into the kitchen. "We saw Aunt Tricia!" She grinned, bouncing in Tweek's arms.

"Yeah?!"

"Uh-huh," Tweek kissed her cheek, smiling as Mary and Richard walked out from Juno's bedroom. "And you're gonna have a little cousin soon!" Mary grinned.

"Tricia's pregnant?" Craig returned with a glass of water, grinning.

"It's a boy." Richard hummed.

"I remember hearing those word almost thirty years ago to the day…" Tweek blushed, grinning as he walked over to his parents.

"She was no trouble, right?" He asked, nuzzling his nose into his daughter's cheek. She giggled, gripping at Tweek's shirt.

"Not at all! We were reading her a story when you walked in." Mary said, stroking Juno's hair as she walked over to give her son a kiss.

"Mind if we spend the night?" Richard asked, Craig shaking his head.

"Be our guest." He said, wrapping an arm around Tweek's waist. Mary sighed in relief.

"Thank goodness. I did not feel like making the drive home."

"Mom, of course you and dad can stay." Tweek snorted, passing Juno over to Craig so he could get the guest room prepped.

"Dada, can we do star time?!" She asked, the way too awake three-year-old practically bouncing in his arms. Craig smiled at his daughter's enthusiasm.

"Por supuesto, mi princesa." Juno grinned, her eyes lighting up at the use of Spanish. Tweek and Craig agreed that Juno should be bilingual, Craig using his Spanish speaking abilities to his advantage. He made an effort to talk with Juno for one hour each day in Spanish, Juno knowing to speak to Craig in Spanish and Tweek in English during that time.

"¿Salió la luna esta noche?" She asked, eyes bright. Craig grinned, nodding as he took her out onto the little balcony their apartment had (just like their old one). He sat at the chair that was out on the porch, setting her on his lap as he started pointing out stars to her. They sat out there for a good twenty minutes, Craig glancing down at his ray of sunshine every now and then. She was so much like Tweek. He married the equivalency of the sun, but now he was the father of the rays. Her enthusiasm for space was heartwarming to Craig, glad that something he enjoyed rubbed off on her. She often had an interest in things Tweek enjoyed (cooking, playing piano, drawing), but he didn't mind. Craig was glad she enjoyed space at least. He chuckled as her eyes drifted shut, rubbing her back as she slumped against his chest. Tweek came out five minutes later, smiling at the sight before him. Juno had fallen asleep against Craig's chest, his hand rubbing her back still while his other arm supported her under her rear. She looked so content, her blonde hair falling in her face. Tweek kissed the top of Craig's head, stroking his hair.

"I can take her." He offered, Craig nodding.

"I'm gonna smoke and be in." Tweek nodded, lifting Juno up gently and carrying her to bed. Craig tugged a cigarette out, putting it between his lips and lighting it up. He doesn't smoke as often anymore, slowly trying to quit. He never smokes when Juno is awake, not wanting her to see him perform such a nasty habit. Craig has been slowly decreasing how many cigarettes he smokes, currently down to two or three a week (he used to do three or four a day). He's definitely seen the effects on his body, noticing it's harder for him to run and climb steps now. Since he's started the process of quitting, he's noticed a slight improvement. He still goes to the gym and every now and then he'll go to a hockey rink to shoot the puck for old times' sake. He hummed as he finished the cigarette, putting it out before going inside. Tweek was shutting Juno's door when Craig walked in, that smile warming Craig up even more than the cigarette on this cold December evening. Craig smirked, wrapping his arms around Tweek's waist and humming softly.

"You seemed thrilled about becoming an uncle." Tweek murmured, placing a light peck to his husband's lips.

"Oh, I am so excited." Craig murmured, grinning slowly. They made their way down the hall to their room, Craig shutting the door behind them once in their room.

"It kind of reminded me of when Bebe told us she was pregnant." Craig smiled at the memory, Bebe handing them the ultrasound picture on Christmas that year. It was the best Christmas present Craig had ever received (and that pendant Tweek gave him twelve years ago on their first Christmas together still sat around his neck).

"Yeah…it did," Craig took his time undressing, memories flashing through his mind. This was their twelfth Christmas together in a few weeks and he was so thrilled he got to spend it with his little family. Christmas always made him happy, but since he got together with Tweek, it made him even happier. It always brings back memories of them skating on the ice. "Can we go back to South Park tomorrow with your parents?" Tweek blinked, tugging his sleep shirt on over his head.

"What for?" Craig smiled as he crawled into bed in his underwear, laying on his back. He hummed, looking up at the collection of glow stars that always seem to be there to help him relax.

"I want to take Juno to the rink."

Juno was excited to visit Grandma and Poppop Tucker, and Laura and Thomas were excited to see Juno. They made sure to stop by and visit while in town, Juno currently playing with her doll while Tweek and Craig sat with Laura and Thomas.

"How was the movie premier?" Thomas asked, sipping at his coffee. Tweek grinned.

"It was fantastic! The casting director did a great job of casting the kids. The kids that played us," He motioned between himself and Craig. "Were very convincing." Craig snorted.

"The kid even had my obnoxious voice…or he was just a really good actor." Laura let out a laugh, happily accepting Juno into her arms as she crawled onto her lap.

"That poor child." She chuckled, Thomas occupied with making faces at Juno, who returned the faces.

"¡Juno, cuenta poppop sobre las estrellas que viste!" Craig told her, Juno gasping as she started rapidly speaking about the stars to her poppop in Spanish. Laura blinked, grinning slowly.

"She's getting good."

"She has a good teacher." Tweek teased, nudging Craig's side. He blushed, chuckling softly.

"She's a natural at it. She picked it up faster than English it feels like." Laura chuckled.

"You were the same way. Your father was impressed with how fast you and Tricia learned the language when you were younger." Juno looked up at Laura.

"Grandma, we're going ice skating today!" Laura gasped.

"You are?! Did you know both your daddies can ice skate?" Juno whipped around, her pig tails moving with her.

"You can?!" Craig grinned slowly, plucking Juno off of Laura's lap and holding her up in the air. Her limbs flailed in delight, squeals and laughter escaping her lips.

"That's right! Dada used to play hockey and your daddy was a figure skater!" Juno grinned, gripping Craig's shirt as he tugged her to his chest.

"What's that, what's that?!" Tweek grinned, standing.

"Why don't we show you, sweet pea?"

South Park Skates still opened every year around the same time and stayed open until March, just like when they were in high school. It was new management to Craig's disappointment, but the memories of working there with Kenny were still vivid. Once they got Juno a pair of skates (both men had their own pair of skates still), they sat down, Craig helping Juno tie her skates while Tweek put his figure skates on. It was relatively empty on the rink, only a few families on the ice.

"Come on, sweet pea, let's get you on the ice, yeah?" Tweek encouraged, Juno nodding as she stood. He held onto her hand, Craig grabbing the other hand after finishing the process of tying his skates. They lifted her over the lip of the rink, listening to their daughter giggle as she struggled to stand up. At least she's enjoying herself. Craig thought, grinning as she watched their feet. She tried to copy their movements, her little legs doing their most to move her. "Want to see dada skate?" Juno gasped, her bright blue eyes meeting Craig's.

"Yes! Yes!" She squealed, jumping up and down and falling back. Tweek, thankfully, still had his grip on her hand. He snickered, helping her back up as she laughed. Craig grinned, skating ahead a bit then turning around to skate backwards. Juno grinned slowly, watching with wide eyes. "Dada, how do-do you do that?!" She squealed, looking down at her own feet to try and match her dad's movements.

"Lots of practice, love bug!" He chuckled, skating a few laps around the rink before coming back and grabbing her hand. She grinned up at him, then looked at Tweek.

"Grandma said you can skate too, daddy!" Tweek blushed as Craig spoke.

"Daddy is the best skater I have ever seen!" Tweek chuckled, letting go of Juno's hand. It was just them on the ice at this point, Craig encouraging Juno to keep moving her legs as Tweek skated to one end of the rink. It felt good to be back on the ice. Tweek has made an effort to continue figure skating, but time had gotten the best of him. He still had it in him, just not the time. Craig stopped skating when Tweek looked over at him, kneeling down next to Juno. He kissed her cheek, holding her between his legs. "Keep watching daddy." He whispered, Juno nodding as Tweek took off skating. Juno was entranced, watching her dad jump, twist, leap, glide, and spin across the ice. Her bright blue eyes were wide with wonder, her mouth open slightly as she watched Tweek do a triple axel and land on one leg. Craig couldn't decide what was better: his daughter's reaction or watching his husband skate on the rink they fell in love at. His heart was full as Tweek skated back over, Craig standing and giving him a quick peck on the lips.

"I missed watching you." He whispered, holding Juno's hand. Tweek smiled.

"I missed skating." Juno tugged on both their jackets, both men kneeling down. Her eyes were still wide in amazement. Craig glanced at Tweek as their daughter spoke, happy tears filling both their eyes. Everything had come full circle: they were ice skating on the rink that Tweek snuck on to and Craig discovered his little secret about figure skating, the rink that Craig came out on, the rink that Tweek practiced his award-winning routine on for countless hours with Craig's support and critique, the rink that Craig practiced hockey on for so many years, the rink that Craig popped the question on, the rink that held countless memories of their relationship, the rink that brought them together. Juno opened her mouth to ask a simple question, both men grinning slowly at the words that left their daughter's mouth.

"Daddies…can…can I do that, too?!"

NOTE: So, I'm way more emotional about this being over than I thought I was going to be! Thank you all so much for riding along with me and I hope this little epilogue suffices! I will be returning in a few weeks (possibly sooner) with a brand new sci-fi themed story! I love you all for reading this AU I made up on a whim while ice skating and I sincerely thank you for encouraging me in ways you don't even know. I was in a bad place when I started writing this story and this has seriously helped me crawl out of that place and I feel so much happier now than when I first started writing. I became obsessed with checking for your feedback that it has seriously become a problem! I honestly cannot thank you all enough for the wonderful feedback you all gave me. My first story in years blew my expectations out of the water and this has been my pride and joy. Thank you all again, and, one last time on this story while Rocket Man plays on my laptop, any and all feedback is appreciated 3 Until next time! -Summer