Things are not gonna get any better soon. Let's see what Craig and his friends are up to, shall we? At least Craig and Tweek have gotten Clyde away from Belle for a while. Let's see how long that lasts.

Chapter 6 – Never an Honest Word

Viva La Vida

Craig was a little overwhelmed as he, Tweek, and Clyde walked around the main area festival. It was very crowded with people dressed in loose fitting clothes that hung off their bodies and exposed their skin. There weren't nearly this many people in the woods. But Tweek and Clyde seemed to be enjoying themselves. Tweek was pressed to his side, hand in his, looking around with wonder and amazement in his eyes.

He was slightly startled when Clyde nudged him in the side. "Hey Craig! Look!" he exclaimed, pointing at a group of people, "Look at all those amazing juggling tricks those people are doing!"

True enough, some performers were juggling various objects, like swords and fire batons, but that wasn't the only amazing thing they were doing. It was like watching a mini circus as they did awesome throws and catches and twirling and other things. Craig felt Tweek pull on his hand excitedly.

"Let's go over and watch them!" he insisted. He pulled Craig along, forcing Clyde to follow after them.

The performers were dressed a little like how one would expect a stereotypical gypsy to dress. Their feats were rather impressive and even Craig had to admit it.

"Wow," Clyde murmured beside Craig, "Look how cool these guys are! We should have come here last year! It would've made that weekend way more enjoyable."

"I much prefer watching these wonderful performers than hanging out with those stoners!" Tweek agreed.

Yeah, but if last year hadn't happened like it did I might have never worked up the courage to confess my love for you, Craig thought to himself. Although, he would have preferred if Tweek almost drowning and that… other thing that happened hadn't happened.

Thinking about what Clyde almost did to him last year still brought painful and traumatic memories back to Craig. Memories about him. He shuddered slightly, trying to drive the thoughts from his mind.

"I wonder if some of these people were here last year," Clyde was saying when Craig came back to focus, "A few of them look sort of familiar."

"We didn't even come out this way last year," Tweek pointed out, "We spent the entire time in the woods, remember?"

"Yeah, I know, but some of these performers really look familiar," Clyde insisted.

Craig looked at him then looked at the performers. There was something oddly familiar about a few of them, but he wasn't really sure from where. He watched as one girl dressed in loose fitting gypsy-like clothes danced over to them. She had a lot of silky wraps and scarves around her body. She pulled one off and draped it over Tweek's shoulders, who let out a little yelp of surprise.

The girl gave Tweek a wink before dancing away. The way she smiled at Tweek made Craig uncomfortable. What gave her the right to flirt with his boyfriend?

"Looks like someone's taking a liking to you, Tweek," Clyde joked, gently nudging the blond in the ribs, "Too bad you're already taken, huh?"

Tweek shuddered and his right eye twitched. "Nng! She's uh, not really my type," he muttered, pressing himself closer to Craig.

After watching the performers a little longer, they went over to the main stage. The three huddled together near a tree where it was shady as the band on stage performed. Both Tweek and Clyde leaned on Craig, who was trying not to feel too uncomfortable. Craig had always been just a bit claustrophobic when it came to people touching him. He didn't know why, but he just didn't like being surrounded by people.

"You all right, Craig?" Tweek asked him gently, seeing the distant look in his eyes. Craig turned to look at him.

"I'm fine," he muttered. He didn't want either of his friends to move. But he also didn't want both of them touching him.

He felt Clyde look at him. "I'm gonna go get us something to eat while we listen to the band," he announced, standing up, "I'll be right back."

Craig and Tweek nodded and watched him walk off. Once he was out of ear shot, Craig looked at Tweek. "He better not come back with Belle hanging off his arm or I'm going to punch someone," he grumbled.

"Please don't," Tweek begged, "I don't want security throwing us out. Besides, Belle doesn't seem like the kind of girl who likes crowds."

"Yeah, you're right," Craig sighed. He was just hoping he could get at least a few hours alone with his best friend before Belle swooped and ruined everything.

…

Token navigated the wooded path, making his way towards what sounded like a drum circle in the forest. He had always rather liked drums and thought that drum circles were pretty neat. He emerged in an open area with many festival goers gathered around in a circle playing different kinds of drums. Bongos, timpani, djembe, and even hand drums, Token had never seen so many different kinds of drums in his life. There was a pile of random drums for anyone wishing to join the circle. Smiling to himself, Token picked up a small hand drum and sat down next to a couple of hippies. Picking up the beat, Token easily joined in, as he always had a knack for music. The group played for quite a while before Token even noticed that a couple of girls had taken a seat next to him.

When the group was finished with the song, everyone applauded and cheered. Smiling, Token set his drum down and only then noticed that Bebe and Red were next to him. He started a bit from their sudden appearance.

"Oh! Hey girls!" he greeted, trying not to sound too startled, "I, uh, didn't see you there."

Bebe smiled at him and put an arm around him. "Don't mind us, Token," she said in her best sexy voice, "Red and I were just seeing what you were up to."

"Yeah, we saw Craig and what's-his-name earlier," Red added, "He said you were here, but we missed you."

"Oh, yeah, I was busy with something else." Why was he suddenly so nervous? Sure, Red and Bebe were Nichole's friends, but that didn't mean he had to be so tense.

"We're here with Nichole, you know," Bebe told him. She still had an arm around him. "She was asking about you."

"Sh-She was?" Token asked, trying not to sound too hopeful. Nichole was asking about him! Did that mean she wanted to get back together as much as he did?

"Yeah," Bebe continued, "I don't know if I should tell you this, though. It might break your heart." Merely those words were enough to make Token's heart sink.

"Why?" he wondered. He tried not to cringe as Red scooted close to him.

"Because," she cooed in a sing-song voice, "She really wanted to avoid you this weekend. She was saying to us, 'Red! Bebe! I really hope Token doesn't try to talk to me during this festival! I just know he's going to try to get back together with me! Then I'll have to make him all sad by saying I don't want to! I'm still not over the boys turning on us!'"

Instead despair or sorrow, Token felt an unexplainable rage building up inside him. He stood up, pushing the two girls off him.

"Yeah? Well you can tell Nichole not to worry because I don't want to get back together with a sore bitch who can't get over stupid details anyway!" Token declared before storming off into the woods, leaving Red and Bebe to stare after him.

…

Craig was quite relieved when Clyde returned with arms full of food and not Belle. He stood up to help Clyde carry everything, as it looked like he was about to drop it all. They stumbled over to where Tweek waited and plopped down beside him. Tweek let out a happy cry as they divided the food between them.

"How much do we owe you?" Craig asked after they had settled down. Clyde waved him off with a smile.

"Don't worry about it," he replied, "You can pay me back some other way." His tone was light-hearted, but he gave Craig a look that suggested something else. Craig was too naive to know what it was, though.

Tweek snuggled up to Craig and reached over, taking a tray of fries from Clyde. He popped one in his mouth before speaking. "How much did you get, Clyde? That's a lot of food!" he commented.

"Well, at least we won't go hungry," Clyde joked, "I was just going to get some burgers or something, but everything just sounded so good!"

"Trust you to get everything on a menu," Craig teased. Clyde smiled and nudged him playfully. They fell silent as the band started up.

As they watched the band, Craig silently took out a piece of paper and a pen from Tweek's messenger bag he brought with him and wrote something down before carefully placing it in Clyde's pocket. Clyde looked at him just as Craig looked away.

Digging into his pocket, Clyde brought out the note Craig had written to him. I need to talk to you in private, the note said. Confused, Clyde looked over at his friend, but he refused to look back. He had so many questions, but it seemed Craig wasn't going to answer.

As the music went on, Tweek began fidgeting beside Craig, who looked at him with concern. "Are you all right, love?" he asked.

"AH! I really need to use the restroom," Tweek muttered, "ERG! But I don't want to use one of those dirty porta-a-potties! ACK!"

Craig gave him a serious look. "Tweek, if you try to hold it in, you're going to explode," he pointed out reasonably. Tweek trembled.

"GAH! Good point! I'll be right back!" he shouted before bolting up from the ground. Craig tried to ask if he wanted someone to go with him, but it fell on deaf ears.

As soon as Tweek was gone, Clyde turned to Craig. "You wanted to talk to me?" he asked. Craig stared straight ahead.

"Yes," he replied, "I wanted to talk to you about Belle." He looked over at Clyde. "I don't think she's a good match for you. She's overly controlling and doesn't let you do anything without her permission."

Clyde started to pale and he looked away. "That's not true," he muttered, "She doesn't control me. And I don't need her permission to do anything."

Scoffing, Craig gave him a skeptical look. "Clyde, she manipulates you," he pointed out, "Just today she made you go off with her when you had already promised to hang out with us."

"You just don't know her like I do," Clyde argued, "She's really nice and sweet."

"No, she's not," Craig countered, "And ever since you started dating her, we've been seeing less and less of you. I thought you were going to start spending more time with me, remember?" I thought you loved me.

Clyde didn't respond for a moment. Then he let out a heavy sigh. "It's just so hard," he said in his quietest voice, so quiet that Craig barely heard him, "To be around you. It hurts me to know I can't have you."

At that moment, it felt like a rock had dropped into Craig's stomach. He had no idea Clyde was so uncomfortable being around him. Had it always been this way?

"Clyde…" Craig started to say, but Clyde suddenly stood up.

"I have to go," he murmured, "I don't want Belle to worry about me." Then he abruptly walked off, leaving Craig to stare after him in dismay.

…

When Tweek got out of the bathroom, he felt much better. He let out a sigh and looked around. Now that he didn't have to pee anymore, he suddenly realized he had run into the woods. Ok, ok, this was fine. He could find his way back to Craig and Clyde. He just had to follow the sound of the music.

Swallowing down his nerves, Tweek started walking away from the port-a-johns and hopefully towards the main stage. As he walked, several people kept brushing past him, making him nervous and twitchy.

Just as he made it to the edge of the woods, the gypsy girl from before suddenly stepped in front of him. He stopped in time to avoid walking into her, but he could feel his twitches coming back.

"Um, excuse me," he squeaked, "You're in my way."

"Mmm… you're that cutie from before," the woman hummed, "I was hoping I'd run into you again, cutie pie."

"GAH!"

The girl started dancing around Tweek in sexy way, draping one of her veils around him as she did. Tweek shivered, just wanting to get back to Craig. He tried to get around her, but she kept moving to block his path.

"ERGH! P-Please let me pass," Tweek requested, unable to stop his stuttering. The girl ignored him and continued dancing.

"Perhaps you and I could go back to my tent and… get to know each other," she cooed in a sexy voice. Tweek trembled.

"I-I don't really…"

"Tweek!"

A familiar voice called to him and Tweek looked up to see Craig running towards him. Relieved, Tweek rushed forward to meet him and they wrapped each other in their arms. Craig gave him a quick kiss before pulling back to look at him.

"There you are!" he sighed, "I was worried you had gotten lost or something."

Tweek snuggled his face into Craig's chest. "I'm ok," he told his boyfriend, "This lady wouldn't leave me alone." He looked back at where he had left the girl but was surprised to see that she was gone.

"Come on," Craig urged, "Let's go look at the vendors. I'm sure we could find something really interesting." He took Tweek's hand and pulled him along, but Tweek couldn't stop looking back.

Finally got the ball rolling for these guys! Who was that mysterious gypsy woman who was hitting on Tweek? What was up with Bebe and Red? And what exactly is going on with Clyde? None of these questions will be answered in the next chapter because we're going back to Stan and his friends.