3rd Person POV

The Imp was send down to the world by Satan himself to find this Pastor before it's too late.

The Imp now make haste and goes to the little quiet mountain town of South Park, with a bike. (The reference XD)

But before he went to the world, his horns and tail must be concealed from, well anything or everyone, by all means. He had taken a potion that will hide his horns and tail for about a week. If he run out, he must go back to his temporary house to take that potion again, and again.

Right now he's on the streets of South Park, riding his bike and make haste to the Tucker residence.

~ Tucker Residence, 06:02 AM ~

Tweek POV

If I we're a pastor, where would I be? My little mind ask, and I immediately knew the answer:

At the church, of course. I answered.

But, I know that I can't get into a church, because, well, I'm an imp. Satan called me to do this work and I must obliged.

I came to a stop, when I finally found the Tucker residence. I finally found it, I thought as I got up and bring my bike near the post box. I walk slowly, but my mind and my eyes are at total focus. As I reach the front door, I hesitantly knock the door three times. And as soon as I knock the door, the door swung open, which resulted me jumped and fall down on the snowy ground. "Oh sorry, are you okay kid?" The voice, sounded like a man and I was for sure that it was that pastor. But as soon as I open my eyes, I felt a slight relief. It was a man, looked around in his 35 years ish, has an orange facial hair, and it looks like that this man is the pastor father. "O-oh, y-yeah I'm f-fine sir!" I responded, shaking and getting back up on my feet. "I-is this the Tucker residence?" I asked, even though I already know this is the place. "Oh, yeah, This is the Tucker residence. Is there anything you need?" The man asked, and Tweek getting nervous. Is the pastor here? He asked that to himself mentally, wanting to ask that question, but he decided to keep it for now. "U-umm... I-", "Ah, you want to meet with my son?" He cut me off and my eyes widen by that sudden question. "H-how did you k-know?" I asked, starting to feel scared. Is this guy gonna eat me? Is this guy a mind reader?! Oh god! My thoughts we're getting insane, and at any moments that my brain gonna blow up.

The man chuckled, "I already know from your face. I can tell. My son ie quite famous in this town. My son is in his room right now. What do you need from him?" He asked, and my anxiety slowly kicking in.

What do I need from him? I-I don't know! His soul maybe?, I thought. "I-I just want to learn more a-about the bible, sir" I  answered his question, not truthfully. "Ah, a beginner I see? Well, come in kid" The man gestured me to enter the household.

As soon as I enter, I can smell the scent of candles, seeing a wooden cross on top of the TV, a family portrait on top of the couch. There was rustling on the next floor, and I'm guessing that its the pastor that the man was saying earlier. "Make yourself comfortable. I'll ask Craig if he can tell you slightly about the bible. My name is Thomas, do you want any Drinks?" The man offered, and one word instantly pops in my head, "C-Coffee please, sir" I answered. The man nod and goes on the kitchen to make the drinks, and after that's done, I take a look around the place. The place seemed just as usual, nothing out of the ordinary. I look back to see the portrait, and there he is. Craig Tucker, wearing a blue cullo hat, wearing a normal simple blue puffy jacket, with an emotionless stare. There was Thomas also, a woman and also a little girl. The woman must be the wife, and the girl must be Craig's sister.

I feel a slight tingling on my stomach, and it makes me feel weird. Calm down me... the coffee will be done in a minute, I thought and just then, the man return and put the cup of coffee down on the coffee table in front of me, with some cookies also. "We don't usually drink coffee, so if you need more, feel free to take some on the kitchen" Thomas said, with a smile. "O-oh, yes sir. Thank you" I replied with a smile, and he walks away and goes up to the second story to find the pastor.

I take the cup and took a sip of the fresh brewed coffee. I smiled, feeling happy with a cup of coffee in my hand. I took another sip, feeling the sweet taste and the aroma of the coffee.

I can hear slight conversation up on the second floor, and there is another voice that I don't recognise. My heart rate started to go haywire. The second voice... it was a male also, so it must be-

"Sorry for the wait" The voice said, and I looked up to the stairs and saw him. The pastor.

He wore no pendants, or anything heavy. He just wore a simple black cassock, and oddly, he wore his blue cullo hat too, quite odd for a pastor to wore that kind of hat. He looked slightly muscular, quite pale, and  emotionless stare of his deep blue eyes aren't helping me at all. He's around 19 or 20 years old, quite young for this age to be a pastor. 

"I'm Craig Tucker, but you can call me Pastor Craig".