GRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! I don't wanna go to school tomorrow. T3T

"And so it is my duty as apparently the only person willing to do this shit to announce- OW!"

What?

"TWEEK!"

Huh?

People were looking around at eachother confused as I saw Mace and Kenny slip out out of the cornor off my eye. But he hadn't said it. Craig hadn't told on us. And I knew it was about us because there really wasn't anyone else right now, was there? I couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. It really would have been much easier if Craig had said it and we didn't have to fork up the courage. But he hadn't. Something stupid, I'm sure, had happened and left us amidst people who were wondering who Craig wa gunna tell them about.

"I bet it was Stan and Kyle!" said Cartman smuggly.

I couldn't help getting red as people started to react.

"No it-" started someone.

"It was! See? Kyle's blushing!"

"Shut up, fatass!" I yelled angrily standing up. Stan was looking really uncomfortable next to me.

"Kyle..." he started nervously.

"Oh ho, not going to deny it?" taunted Cartman. "Is that a confession?"

"So what if it is?!" I yelled, really not thinking.

"Kyle!" yelled Stan with a paniced voice looking around at people's wide eyes frantically.

"See?! I told you guys! FAGS!" said Cartman joyfully.

"L-like you s-should be t-talking!" squeeked Butters, looking immediately regretful at his outburst. Everyone's eyes snapped towards him and Cartman's face got dark. What?

"Butters, what the hell are you talking about?" he said coldly.

"N-nothing, Eric," he said quickly.

"I didn't think so," said Cartman. But I wasn't convinced. Butters had something on Cartman and I was gunna find out what it was.

"Well, I think it's great," said Kitty after a moment of silence, turning to look behind her where the remaining Cabin 1 members were sitting. "Right, Oliver?"

He fixed his glasses and smiled. "We pride ourselves on our gay community, so, yes. Congratulations guys."

I swallowed and looked at Stan, knowing I probably shouldn't have bursted it out. He looked miserable and was for once blushing. But he looked up at me and gave a weak smile. I smiled back. Cartman was abou to say something else but just then Mace burst through the doors and sprinted past us all into the councelors lounge in the back where they ate. He came out moments later dragging a confused nurse behind him.

"Mace, dear, what is it?" she asked surprised.

Macce muttered something I couldn't hear and continued to pull her outside. The rest of Cabin 1 stared whispering to eachother.

"What the fuck was that?" said Cartman annoyingly.

"Shut up, fatass," commented Token.

"What'd you say, rich-shit?" he growled in response.

And there it began. The occational fights between the intelligent cool Token and Cartman were much more interesting to everyone than our more than daily ones so I sat back down and listened uneasily. They'd seemed to shake off Stan and my situation quite easily and were entirly not paying any more attention to us. I glanced at Stan who was still conciously looking around, which was incredibley unlike him.

"Stan, are you okay?" I whispered, not wanting to attract unwanted attention.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he said looking at me with his usual happy smile. "Just not how I wanted to tell people, ya know?"

"Yeah, sorry," I said. "I got carried away."

We sat for a while listening to Token win his argument with Cartman easily until the doors opened again and the nurse came in looking annoyed.

"What happened?" asked Clyde boredly as she passed him.

"Oh, little Tweek's gotten himself into a mess," she said in a tone that sort of pissed me off.

"Tweek?" asked Token turning from Cartman as if he wasn' there, sounding concerned.

"Yes, that's the twitchy one, right?" she persisted. "He's in my office. But don't go bothering him now, he needs to rest."

She scurried back to the teachers lounge, carrying Clyde and Token's glares all the way. They stood up, Token ignoring Cartman's yells, and headed out the door. Oliver stood up roughly and followed, a stern look on him face.

"I wonder what happened to Tweek," said Stan curiously.

"Think it has something to do with the intercom thing?" I asked.

"Maybe," he shurgged. "Wanna go check it out?"

"Sure," I said standing up. "Cartman'll start bugging us again soon, so might as well."

We slipped out while people talked excitedly at what had happened to Tweek, and Damien and Pip tried weakly to get them to mide their own business. They really weren't the greatest attributes to Cabin 1, I have to admit.

Stan grabbed my hand while we were walking and I blushed, holding his in return. When we arrived at the clinic and pushed open the door we found Kenny yanking Tweek onto the bed he was frantically trying to escape

"Damn it, Tweek, will you fucking lay down already?!" he was yelling angrily. Now, normally Kenny didn't get mad a anyone but Cartman, so he must have been doing this for a while.

"Need help?" snickered Stan as we walked it.

He ignored the statement and instead smiled at our hands, still entwined. "Did Craig's plan work anyway, then?"

Both of our cheeks flared up and Stan muttered, "I guess so..." making Kennyy laugh.

"Great!" he said cheerily. "See, Tweek, s'all good!"

"Gah!" yelled Tweek still trying frantically to escape Kenny's grasp on his arm. "B-but what if it turns out bad? Then-"

"Shut up, Tweek," sighed Kenny, looking exasperated. "Honestly, I don't know how Craig puts up with him. It took me forever to get the story out of him."

For the first time I noticed how awful Tweek's face looked. It was black and blue and I could tell it used to be bloody.

"Jesus Christ," said Stan. "What the hell happened?"

"Maybe Craig got fed up with him, I dunno," he said with a shrug. "Hey, you guys wanna take over for me? This is wearing me out."

"Craig?" I asked, not believing the protective guy would have done that to his boyfriend.

"Yep," said Kenny walking past us. "Saw it myself. Thanks guys."

And he left us, without our approval, with the twitchy beat up blond. You would have thought it would have taken the energy out of him, but he didn't seem any different from normal. And that meant we were required to constantly restrain him from jumping out the window for fear of the medicines coming to life and forcing him to overdose, thus killing him, convince him that there were no ghosts of dead doctors hanging around under the bed, and tell him it was deffinately not his fault Craig punched him. The sound of the door opening and Kenny, Oliver, Mace, Clyde, Token, and Craig entering was extremely relieving.

"Nng! Craig!" shrieked Tweek when he saw him. "I'm sorry- gah! I didn't mean to make you mad! I-"

"For the last fucking time, Tweek, it wasn't your fault!" insisted Stan, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"But-"

"It wasn't your fault," said Craig sadly but surley. "It was mine, and I'm sorry."

"But I-"

"It was my fault and I will have Kenny rape you if you say any different," he said with a hint of a smile.

"GAH!" yelled Tweek, his eye twitching like mad. "Don't do that!"

"I was kidding, Tweek," said Craig with a soft smile as he approached him and hugged him.

"Nng!" yelped Tweek but he didn't protest.

"I'm sorry," he muttered and I smiled.

"Well, as touching as this is," interupted Kenny loudly, "we need to celebarte Stan and Kyle's coming out, so I'll go snag some booze from the kitchen and y'all meet me in Cabin 1!"

"You can't-!" yelled Oliver but Kenny was already sprinting out the door. "He can't do that! We're underage! And especially not in our cabin! Can you imagine if we got caught?! Our position would be completely ruined!"

"God, Oliver, you sound like Tweek," I teased and he blushed.

"Calm down, Ollie, one times okay, right? It's not like they ever check on us. We do absolutely everything, so really there's no risk of getting ccaught," reasoned Mace.

"Mace!" shrieked Oliver indignantly. "That's completely abusing our power!"

"Oh, come on, Ollie, live a little!" mused Clyde.

Oliver's face flared up completely. "Do not call me that!" he flamed.

"You let Mace," Clyde whined.

"That's cause he's scared of me," said Mace, grinning.

"I am not!" yelled Oliver.

The argument continued even as we left the clinic, Tweek included, and headed towards Cabin 1 anyway. Kenny arrived minutes later with as much alchohol as he and Cartman could carry, Butters, and an angry Damien followed by Pip in close pursuit.

ALCOHOL, WOOOOO! :D Could it be... gasp LEMON?! I doubt it. X3 Sorry, I'm totally put some in there but I need to do something first... or... do I? Hmmmm... maybe... actually, I think I can put it in there. :O But it won't be in the next chapter, probably the one after that. Yep... oh Kenny. XD Likes? Dislikes? Rainbow socks? Ink poisoning from the epic marker all over my hands every other day? TRIANGLES?! FLAMES?! All are loved!

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