Night time sharpens something something! Anyway, it's night time now, and to save on postage I'm going to have both gangs in this chapter, so we'll see what's going on with everyone! Yipee! Enjoy.

Chapter 8 – Where the City Sleeps

Boulevard of Broken Dreams

As the sun started to set, Craig and Tweek finally got back to camp where a large fire was blazing between the two groups. Craig noticed Token sitting a little bit away looking a bit irritated and he led Tweek over to him.

"Hey Token," he greeted, "Are you all right?"

Token started a bit but settled down when he saw who it was. "Hey Craig, Tweek," he greeted, "Yeah, I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be? I'm so fucking great!"

"NNG! You don't sound fine," Tweek muttered, "Did something happen?"

Looking away with an angry scowl, Token hissed. "It's nothing," he replied, "I'm fine."

Craig rolled his eyes. "Fine, don't tell us what's wrong," he snapped, "But when you want to get that stick out of your ass, Tweek and I will be over here." He put an arm around Tweek and led him away. Geez, why were his friends being so depressing today?

Because Clyde and Belle were being gooey and romantic, Craig decided to stay away from them and instead walked over to where Kyle was making burgers and hotdogs. He and Tweek approached him with a soft greeting.

"Hey, how's your day going?" Craig asked.

"Ugh. More annoying than I would've liked," Kyle responded with a sigh.

"That bad, huh?" Tweek wondered.

"You have no idea," Kyle muttered, flipping a burger, "Cartman made me strike out with a girl I was trying to get with, and we lost the kids twice. I'm just hoping tomorrow will be better." He scooped a burger onto a bun and handed it to Ike, who was waiting near by with a plate. "How about you guys? How was your day?"

Craig and Tweek looked at each other, unsure of how to respond. "It was… um… ok, I guess," Craig replied hesitantly, "Token ditched us because he saw Nichole and then we didn't see him at all. And then Belle dragged Clyde away from us. But Tweek and I had fun together."

"We saw some really good bands and dancers," Tweek added.

"Well, at least some of us had fun," Kyle said, "Wendy and Stan were stalked by that Gregory guy from our youth all day."

"You mean that pompous British guy?" Tweek wondered.

"That's the one," Kyle confirmed, "And apparently Kenny was trying to hook up with chicks but kept getting foiled by some past girlfriend. And I'm pretty sure Cartman and Heidi just stayed in camp and made out all day."

"Charming," Craig muttered.

"Yeah," Kyle agreed, "Anyway, hope that tomorrow is better. You guys want a burger or hotdog while you're here?"

Smiling, both Craig and Tweek grabbed a plate and held it out to him. Chuckling, Kyle placed a burger and a hotdog on each of their plates. As they walked back to the fire, Cartman wandered up to Kyle and slung an arm around him.

"Hey Kyle," he said in hearty voice, "Just wanted to say how sorry I was for scaring that girl you wanted to get with away."

"No, you're not," Kyle countered, nonplussed.

"No, I'm not, but Heidi made me apologize anyway, and I didn't want to upset her," Cartman told him, "Can I get a dog?"

Sighing, Kyle scooped a hotdog off the grill and plopped it into Cartman's hands. He cried out with pain and quickly threw it onto a plate.

"Asshole," he muttered as he walked away.

Once everyone grabbed some food, Kyle got something for himself and took a seat between Stan and Kenny. Stan was talking to Wendy about what they wanted to do tomorrow while Kenny was staring blankly into the fire. His sister was sitting on the other side of him and Kyle noticed her watching Ike and Tricia with what looked like a bit of jealousy. He wondered if Kenny ever saw this.

"Hey Kyle," Stan said suddenly, startling the redhead from his thoughts, "What are your plans for tomorrow?" Kyle blinked at him.

"Um, I don't really have any," he admitted, "I was kind of hoping to meet a girl this weekend honestly. If Cartman doesn't screw it up for me."

From where he was sitting next to Heidi, Cartman sneered at him. Kyle glared at him but didn't say anything. Maybe if he was lucky Cartman would just want to stay in the camp all day again. He was pretty lazy like that.

"Hey Token! Are you actually going to hang out with us tomorrow?" Craig asked from his spot by the fire, "Instead of ditching us like you did today?"

Token hesitated to answer. He knew he was being insensitive to his friends, but he was still sore from his encounter with Bebe and Red. Still, maybe spending time with Tweek and Craig would help him forget for a while.

"Yeah, I'll hang out with you guys," he replied, "Er, sorry for ditching you."

"You'd better be," Craig scolded him. He looked over to where Clyde and Belle were sitting, thinking about what Clyde had said earlier.

Clyde had a hard time being around him. He said it hurt knowing he couldn't have him. Again Craig felt a pain in his heart. He didn't want to lose his best friend because his friend was in love with him. But what could he do? He wasn't going to break up with Tweek just to make Clyde happy. He loved Tweek and Tweek loved him.

Sighing, Craig stood up. "I'm gonna go to bed," he announced, "Join me, Tweek?"

"Ok!" Tweek exclaimed, leaping up excitedly. They joined hands and slipped into their tent together. Clyde watched them go, his brow turned down slightly in sadness.

"Clyde," Belle said suddenly, snapping Clyde out of his thoughts, "What are you staring at? Why aren't you paying attention to me?"

"Oh, uh, sorry," Clyde muttered.

…

After everyone had eaten people started heading in for the night. As they did last year, Kyle had Stan and Kenny sleep in between himself and Cartman. He didn't trust the fat teen not to do weird things to him in his sleep. Wendy and Heidi had their own tent, Ike, Tricia, and Karen had their own tent, and Belle had demanded that Clyde share a tent with her. Which meant Craig, Tweek, and Token were by themselves.

Craig wrapped Tweek in his arms as the blond lay between him and Token. He gave his twitchy boyfriend a few kisses before closing his eyes and falling into a troubled sleep.

He was surrounded by a smothering darkness. Someone was whispering to him, telling him, "Not to tell anyone. We don't want your parents to find out about this." He felt something wrapping around him, causing him to start panicking and he woke with a start.

"Craig?" a soft voice whispered to him in the darkness. Looking down, he saw Tweek staring at him with worried eyes. "Are you all right?" he asked.

"Yeah," he sighed, "I was just having a nightmare."

Tweek sat up, resting on one arm, and looked down at Craig. "Did you have that dream again?" he wondered nervously, "About, well, you know, him?"

Craig let out a heavy sigh. "Yeah," he replied lowly, "Even after all these years I still can't get him out of my mind. And after what happened last year, it just brought all those memories rushing back to me."

Inching closer, Tweek gently nuzzled his face into his boyfriend's neck. "Don't worry, Craig," he murmured, "He can't hurt you now. He's miles away and won't be back any time soon. All right?"

Smiling gently, Craig wrapped his arms around Tweek and pulled him closer. "You're right," he said, "I should stop worrying about it. I doubt I'll ever see him again anyway."

Giving Tweek a long kiss, Craig laid back down with Tweek snuggling himself into him. Tweek immediately fell back asleep, but Craig lay awake, listening as the band at the main stage played on into the night. He wanted to fall back asleep, but he was still troubled by his nightmare.

He was surprised when a few minutes later he suddenly heard the tent flap open and felt someone lay down beside him. He didn't say anything, pretending to be asleep. Somehow he didn't need to turn around to know it was Clyde. He felt Clyde put an arm around his waist and let out a soft sigh.

"Oh Craig," he whispered quietly, "I miss you so much. I want to be with you so badly, but I don't to try to split up you and Tweek. I know Belle can be awful. But I don't know what to do anymore!"

Craig held his breath as he felt Clyde press his face into his back. He felt like his heart was breaking in two. He desperately wanted to help his friend, but just like Clyde he didn't know what to do.

…

Stan shifted around as he slept and threw out his arm. Suddenly he realized there was one less person beside him and he opened his eyes. He sat up and poked Kenny's empty sleeping bag then looked around. The tent flap was still open. As carefully as he could, Stan climbed over Kyle and exited the tent.

He immediately spotted Kenny standing a few feet away, leaning against a tree, and smoking. Confused, he walked over to him.

"Hey," he greeted softly, not wanting to startle his friend.

"Yo," Kenny replied, letting out a breath of smoke. Stan watched him for a moment and tilted his head.

"I didn't know you smoked," he observed. Kenny sighed.

"I don't do it often," he defended, "And I've been trying to quit for a while now. I only do it when I get anxious and I don't like to smoke in front of you guys."

Stan nodded and moved to lean against the tree next to him. They were silent for a moment. "When did you start smoking?" he wondered.

"When I was fourteen," Kenny replied, "Remember that girl from last year, Becca? My ex? She was the one who got me started. I've regretted it ever since."

"It's hard to stop once you're addicted," Stan said.

"You don't have to tell me," Kenny scoffed, "It's expensive too. I really don't want to spend all my money on cigarettes, but sometimes it's the only thing that can calm me down."

"So, what are you nervous about?" Stan asked, turning to look at him. Kenny paused for a long moment before answering.

"I've been thinking about my love life lately," he said, "Or lack thereof. I've been wanting to have a serious relationship for a while now. Ever since I ran into Becca again last year. I keep looking at you and Wendy, or Cartman and Heidi, or Tweek and Craig and I see how happy you are together. And I think 'I want some of that.' I would ask one of the girls from South Park, but all the nice girls are taken. And any girl that's left is a whore who's just looking for a quick fling."

Stan felt a twinge of guilt flare up inside him at Kenny's words. He had no idea his friend was jealous of his relationship. He didn't think he and Wendy flaunted their relationship around, but maybe to a single person it looked like that?

"I'm sorry Kenny," Stan murmured. Kenny shook his head.

"Nah, it's cool bro," he told him, "I don't blame you or anything. After all you and Wendy have been through, you deserve to be happy. Anyway, I thought maybe I could get to know some of the girls here. You know, see if any of them were interested starting a relationship."

"So, what happened?" Stan wondered, feeling like there was a "but" in there.

"Becca happened," Kenny hissed bitterly, "I tried to get with like, five girls today, and she came and ruined them all. Whether she pretended to be my girlfriend, or a scorned lover, or act as though I cheated on her, she scared them all away!"

Stan let out a small laugh and Kenny cast an evil glare at him. Stan held up his hands. "Sorry," he apologized, "I don't mean to laugh. But the same thing sort of happened to Kyle today as well. He told me he wants a girlfriend, so he was trying to hit on girls. But instead of Becca it was Cartman ruining things for him."

Kenny couldn't help but relax and smile a bit at his and Kyle's unfortunate similar situations. He started chuckling. "Heh, poor Kyle! I don't think he takes rejection as well as I can!" he laughed.

"He does not," Stan snickered, trying not to laugh to much. He didn't want to have too much fun at his best friend's expense.

"Anyway," Kenny sighed, stamping out his cigarette and then throwing it away in the garbage bag they had hanging from a tree branch, "There's band playing until one o' clock that I thought about going to listen to 'cuz I wasn't really tired yet. But I don't want to go alone."

"You want me to come with you?" Stan asked, picking up on his hint. Kenny grinned at him.

"Would you, though?" he wondered, offering his arm. Stan took it and together they walked off to the main stage.

I think from this point on I'm gonna start mashing the groups together so you might not always have to wait two chapters to find out what happened to a character. Similar to how it was in the first story.

Sorry for how long this chapter took to get out! I didn't even realize how long I was taking. I'll try to update more regularly in the future, and I'm trying to work on all of my stories evenly so I can get them out more together.