"WOAH, WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?"
Fire trucks were passing by the three in a hurry, since the coffee shop basically just exploded, and was currently in flames.

As Craig, Token, and Clyde walked away from the coffee shop, the place was in flames. Well, looks like everyone will be finding a new coffee shop elsewhere..

Wait a minute.

Wait.

Tweek had told them he would catch up to them later, and he had to go back in there to take care of something.

Holy shit, was Tweek still in there??

Craig looked back at the explosion, and back at Clyde and Token. "Guys! Tweek is still in there!"

"WHAT??"

"Oh he's burnt for sure." Clyde joked, earning him a kick in the shin from Token. "Ow! Alright don't panic, Tweek is smart! I'm sure he will be fine."

"Clyde, the place literally burned while he was still inside! I am going over there!" With or without them, Craig ran back over to the flamed coffee shop.

As he ran, Craig started to panic. Oh God, please don't be dead, Tweek. It's not like I'm actually worried cause I care deeply for him, who else was going to make sure my house is always spotless?? As he ran, he bumped into a body.

Craig fell to the ground, while the body he hit was now standing above him. "Mr. Tucker! Are you alright?"

Mr. Tucker.

Craig looked up, and saw Tweek. Unaffected, with a coffee in his left hand, and holding out his right hand for Craig to take. "What the fuck?" He stared at the burning shop, and back at Tweek, with a simple grin on his face. "How are you-"

"Alive?" He laughed, finishing Craig's sentence. Tweek grabbed Craig's hand to help him up on his feet, and dare Craig felt a tingly sensation in the touch.

"I have your coffee! This time it's actually done right."

"Uh, thanks?" Why did everything seem so weird right now? "So, you weren't affected at all by that? I thought you went back inside the shop to check something."

"Mr. Tucker, I'm not an idiot." He winked at Craig, and turned around to see Clyde and Token catching up to them.

"I TOLD YOU HE WOULD BE ALIVE TOKEN!!" Clyde yelled as he and Token finally catches up to the both.

Token sighed in relief. "Thank goodness you are alive, Tweek. Craig here was so worried for you.."

"Fuck off. I wasn't worried."

Clyde rolled his eyes. "Oh please. We can just go back and read that you were."

"Aw, don't worry Craig! I'm alive and in one piece."

"For fucks sake." Token patted his hand on Craig's shoulder to reassure him. "It's okay Craig! We can stop teasing you for now!" Token said with a smile.

Tweek's left eye twitched looking at the contact.

-
~hours later~

"You know, the sparkling dildo really looks good next to the couch right here.."

After the whole coffee shop incident, everyone said there goodbyes to each other as Token went home, and Tweek went.. Wherever he always went. Clyde went back to Craig's house.

"Yea, can we not talk about that?"

"Your welcome then."

"Bite me Clyde. But all jokes aside, it's been a while since I heard from Leslie."

"Really? She hasn't called or texted you back?"

"Nope. The last time she did was when I left her here with Tweek to get some groceries.."

"Well that's fucking crazy. Maybe she isn't interested in you."

"What would ever make you think that?"

"..."

"..."

The silence was cut short, as a knock can be heard at the door. Clyde sighed in relief. "Phew! For a second I thought I had to answer that question." Craig rolled his eyes and walked to the door and opened it.

Hm. Nobody was at the door. "Fucking kids," Craig muttered to himself, but was met with a note on the floor.

A bloody note.

"What the fuck is this?" Craig crouched down to see the note better, because there was no way in fuck he was touching that. The note read:

Yo bitch Leslie is dead. >:)

Oh boy... it's been way too long since I've updated this... I am so sorry guys :(.

I'm starting to get back into the swing of things, so I'm sorry this chapter didn't have that much to look forward too!

Wonder who's going to get killed next 🤔

I hope you liked this chapter!