~Tucker Residence~
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Craig Tucker POV

I am currently in my room, listening to some religious songs, which always helps me out a lot. This is gonna be a great Monday already. All my best friends are gonna come to my house and have a sleepover, doing a Red Racer marathon, and so many cool things! But, can't sleep late though, because I have to go the church tomorrow morning and clean up the place.

Someone knocked on my bedroom door and a voice came through, and I can tell that it was my little sister. "Craig! Your friends are here, get our ass out here!" The knocks get louder, but before it could get any louder, I responded, "Coming!". I grab my chullo hat and my phone and on my way down the stairs to meet my guests.

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"Welcome guys!"
I welcomed all my friends. Well, three friends in total, but they meant the world to me. Token, Clyde and Tweek. Even though Tweek is new, I feel like there is a connection between us.

"Tweek! I'm glad you can come!" I said, smiling to the young Tweek. Tweek responded with a smile. "Oi, you forget about me?" Clyde said, faking that he's feeling sad. I just rolled my eyes and flip him off, "Yeah, miss you too, Clyde" I said, with no emotions. Clyde came forward and hug me out of the sudden and starts to scream out 'Yay!'.

"C'mon, let's get upstairs guys," I paused, "Token you got the games that I've asked you?" I asked, "Yep, got it all man" He said, confidently. "Great! C'mon guys, let's get upstairs" I said as I leading all of them upstairs.

I looked back to see Tweek just... standing there, smiling widely by the door. "Uhh, Tweek?" I called him, which makes his eyes twitched. "Y-yeah?" He asked, with a weird tone... sounded dreadful and evil...

"You okay?" I ask the young Tweek.
He just smiled at me as he closed the door, "Y-yeah, I'm okay Craig, don't worry about me" He replied with a smile. I shrugged, "Alright then. Let me know if you need anything, alright?" He reminded Tweek, and he responds with a nod.

And I swear, I can feel that he's giving that smile again...

~ Time Skip ~
  
   Tweek POV

I was currently in Craig's room, just listening to some music and playing some games. The guys are currently playing a multiplayer game, so they are all having fun.

'Are you waiting for that moment, me?'
Oh yes, me. I am waiting for the moment. I can't wait to just stab this pastor, and sees his eyes watering as he feels the pain by my hands. He'll feel helplessness, not even God himself can help this pastor.

"Ya know what, I'm done" Clyde's voice broke my thoughts, as he walked onto his sleeping bag that he brought from home. "Goodnight you guys" Clyde said, as Craig turns off the Console game and then walked to the light switch.

'Lights out-'

And the lights finally out. And secretly, I put my knife under my pillow. Since I'm sleeping kinda close to Craig, this shouldn't be a problem.

And now for the waiting game...
~ Moments Later ~

Tweek Tweak POV

I finally open my eyes, and sees everyone has already fallen asleep. And I know what comes next.

Just like in ANY horror movies, the killer always among the innocence. 'Just like a wolf in a sheeps skin'...

I slowly got up from my sleeping bag, and also quietly taking my knife. As I finally standing up, I try not to make too much noise or else they will notice and then alert everyone else. I walk ssoftly but carefully to NOT land on someone's hand, leg or even their faces.

After a few quiet steps, I am finally next to the pastor.

I took a look at my knife, my reflection on the knife is making me wanting to just stab this pastor over and over, til there's nothing left of him.

No wonderful memories, just horror and painful memories.

I then raise up my knife with my right hand, and slowly move my left hand to the pastor's mouth.

With a swift motion, I covered the pastor's mouth, which caused him to awake from his sweet slumber.

As soon as he locked eyes with me, I can see the horror and helplessness.

I can sense that he is begging me to stop this:

'Please Tweek... D-don't do this... P-please don't do this to me, I-I don't want to die like this...'

Ugh, this has to end now. "Goodbye, Pastor Craig~" I coed softly on his ears and with a quick motion, I moved my right hand down and then land my knife on his chest.

I can feel his struggle, but slowly and slowly, he became weak and powerless. His eyes is still filled with tears by my sudden move, and then his body stop moving, nor his hands.

His eyes now are truly emotionless.