---Tweek's pov---

I gave Kenny a confused look, "O-Oh...?"

Kenny nods, "Yeah. I saw you earlier... Doing whatever that was."

I have him another confused look, when suddenly it clicked in my brain.

Oh god what if he saw me at Craig's. I just need to play it cool. Don't admit to anything you aren't accused of.

"R-Really...?" I ask staring at him.

He nods and his face gets serious, "Are you stalking him?"

"NO! I-I-I mean uh N-No... Why would I-I do something c-creepy and weird like that?!" I force a laugh that comes out really strangled and fake sounding.

I wave my hand, as if that would completely dismiss what he said, "I-I am not even s-sure how someone like m-me would stalk anyone! I-I'm loud and paranoid and I-I don't have any upper body s-strength-" I try to keep talking but I can't stop laughing.

Kenny raises an eyebrow at me, "Are you okay?"

I nod way more than I need to, as I try to stop laughing and crying at the same time.

"Y-You can't tell a-anyone!" I say grabbing onto Kenny shoulders.

He jumps ball slightly when I do, out of surprise but nods.

"Sure, if you do something for me."