Graduation came faster than anyone could have imagined. This was the moment, that point in time where they were no longer bound to attend school. From this point on what they did with their lives was up to them and that's Tweek intended to do.

He and Craig had already figured out their plan. There was a small one bedroom apartment a few blocks away from where Craig was going to be attending school. He'd decided to go for business, with a minor in photography. That was, as long as Tweek went to school to become a pastry chef. Tweek tried to tell him that Craig didn't have to go into business because in all honesty, Tweek knew how to run a business, but Craig assured him that it's what he wanted he do. After a long discussion the two of them made up their minds, they would open a bakery after they finished college.

Nebula's Nummies.

It only made sense after all. Space was the thing that brought the two of them together. Until then, however, Craig had gotten a job working at the mall doing security. It wasn't ideal, but it paid better than the photography job he was offered. Tweek, luckily, had gotten a job as a baker at a coffee shop, so he would be doing something he loved in a setting he was familiar with.

But before they could start their new lives they had a few things they needed to do first, like graduate.

"Babe?" Craig slowly opened the door to Tweek's room and peeked in at the blonde who was hunched over his desk. "It's almost time for us to go. Are you ready?"

Tweeks back immediately started as he turned to look over at Craig. He lost track of time again. "Um, uh. Y-yeah. I just need to finish this and put on my cap and gown." Stumbling over his words some Tweek turned his attention back to his desk.

"You haven't told me what this big thing you've been working on is yet babe? Is it okay if I know now?" Craig asked him closing Tweeks bedroom door so he could lean against it. Craig learned from the last couple of times he tried that if he tried to come near Tweeks desk he would just be pushed away.

"No man! I already told you it's a surprise! Just go sit on the bed or something, I need to finish. I'm almost done." It was handmade cards. He was making one of each of the friends he had made that year. They made have been graduating but Tweek wanted each of them to know how much of an impact they have had on his life.

Slipping the last card in its envelope Tweek got up and went to his closet to grab his cap and gown. Folding them around his arm he walked back to his desk and grabbed the cards before smiling over at Craig. "Okay Craig, let's go this."

The ceremony itself went by rather quickly. There a speech from Ms. Bost, then Wendy the student council president, then Kyle the Valedictorian. After that it was just diploma and it was over.

Craig and Tweek walked over to meet up with Craig's family to be ambushed with hugs, homemade candy necklaces, and photos. "I'm proud of you loser." Laura said wrapping her arms around Craig for what seemed like the hundredth time. "I know it's just high school, but you're going off to college and going to be living on your own."

"Good." Tricia said eating some of the candy off one the necklaces. "I'll get the bigger room."

Craig thinned his eyes at her and flipped her off. "Fuck you. I'm not leaving yet and like I told you years ago you could have had my room you would have just had to move everything alone."

Thomas smiled and slapped his arm on Tweek's back. "We're proud of you too kiddo. Craig has always had his interests but we've never really seen him so invested in anything but science and that damn hamster of his." Pulling Tweek in for a hug that large man squeezed him softly, but tightly. "It's thanks to you."

Blinking Tweek slowly moved his arms up and hugged Craig's dad back. It was weird to be held by a father like figure. His own never really hugged him, or even really told him he was proud of him. If Tweek did a good a job it was because it was expected and he didn't deserve praise. Hell, his parents didn't even make it to his graduation because he was supposed to finish high school and while it was their only sons graduation, to his father it was just another day and as always his mother did what his father thought was best. "Ah! Uh- I'm just glad Craig is happy!" He said dismissing the awkwardness.

Thomas softly slapped Tweek on the back and broke from the embrace. "So, I'm sure we should stop hogging your time. Your family is probably looking for ya'." Shit. No. He had to bring it up? How was Tweek supposed to explain that his family wasn't going to be here? That would just make him and his family look bad. He couldn't do that to them. Even if it was true.

Nodding quickly Tweek backed away from him. "Yeah. Yeah yeah yeah yeah. My family, I should go find them. Argh!" Tweek jolted his head towards Craig who was still talking to his mom and sister then back to Mr. Tucker. "Ah!" His eye twitched. "Tell Craig I went to go find them! Bye!" Turning on his heel Tweek ran off towards the crowd and grabbed onto his chest as he heard Craig calling after him.

They noticed. They noticed that Tweek's family wasn't there. If they haven't they were going too and it was his fault. He shouldn't have walked. It wasn't a big deal, just like his dad said. Now the Tuckers were going to tell everyone how the Tweaks didn't bother to attend their son's graduation and everyone was going to hate them for it. The family business was going to fail and it was his fault, and the fact that he even cared anymore made him feel fucking sick.

Once he made into the parking lot he hunched over, placing his hands on his knees and tried to catch his breath. He could feel his stomach churn and bial crawl up his throat. As he started gagging a hand found its way to his back. "Hey Tweek," It was Kyle. Was he out there the whole time? Why? "Are you alright?"

Still hunched over Tweek whipped his head towards Kyle. "No man!" He shouted, annoyed at the fact that Kyle was asking such a stupid question. If he was okay he wouldn't be dry heaving in the parking lot of their school. Still, he didn't want to talk about what was wrong. Kyle worked for his family, and he couldn't have the employees turn against the employer, so he did what he had to do and changed the subject. " What about you? Why are you here? Shouldn't you be there with your family?" His words toppled over each other as he spoke though raspy breaths.

Kyle took the cigarette out his mouth as his lips thinned out. "I should be. Their probably out there looking for me but I couldn't do it man."

It was hard to force himself upwards but Tweek made himself do it to face his friend. "What do you mean? You couldn't handle being out with your family?"

Kyle ran his hand down his face and sighed. "No, no. It's just that it's really happening. I'm not going to be far but it's going to be the farthest I've ever been from... " He stopped talking. Shaking his head he took another drag from his cigarette, and then another. "Nevermind."

Tweek stared at Kyle trying to figure out what Kyle may have meant. He couldn't have been talking about South Park, his family really stressed him out, it couldn't have been the fact that Kyle was going to miss studying because he was going to a nice school, there were his friends but the only one he really spent a lot was Stan… Wait, it couldn't have been Stan, could it? "The farthest you've ever been from Stan?" He asked wearly. It didn't take a lot to upset Kyle and Tweek didn't want to be on the receiving end of his wrath. Especially not right now.

The way Kyle turned flushing face was enough of an answer to let Tweek know he was right. "It doesn't matter. It's happening and it doesn't fucking matter."

His own nervousness washed away as he watched his friend's anger flare. It didn't seem to be aimed at Tweek though, just at everything else. Pulling out a cigarette from his own pocket he lit it and lifted the stick to his lips. "How long man?"

Kyle took a deep breath. His eyes fell shut as he started pacing. There was fear, anger, and heartbreak written on his face as he circled around a small area of the asphalt. "It doesn't matter. Stan loves Wendy and my feelings for him don't fucking matter dude. At least if I was here I got to see him and I kept telling myself that was enough. It's not. It wasn't enough and I don't think it ever will be. It doesn't matter anyways because I'm leaving and I won't see him but Wendy will and I'll always be reminded of what I can't have."

Tweek took a long puff of his cigarette and let it fall to the ground. Taking a wide step he wrapped his arms around Kyle and hugged him. Why had he been hugging so many people today? He didn't like touching people very often but he kept doing it. He felt like he needed too. "Kyle." Tweek said to the boy frozen in his arms. He didn't know what he was going to say to make Kyle feel better. He could tell him that he wasn't so sure about Stan and Wendy. He could tell him about how Bebe and Wendy talk to him about their guy problems and when it came to Stan, Kyle was one of the issues. How Wendy was jealous of how much Stan would bring the red headed boy up, or even how Stan would sometimes cancel plans to hang with Kyle, but that wasn't his place. So instead Tweek held him for a moment, looking for the right words to say. "It seems impossible now. Like there is no way you could live without him, but you can. You aren't Stan and Kyle. You are Kyle fucking Broflovski and you're going to help change the Goddamn world."

Kyle's body was shivering under Tweek's embrace but he didn't move. His breath started to get shaky too as he started to speak again. "How can I say I'm going to change the world when I can't even be honest with the one person I care for most all because I'm fucking scared of him not wanting to be my friend anymore? What kind of message does that send Tweek?"

"One of bravery man." Moving away from Kyle Tweek softly punched his arm. "Because you are Kyle fucking Broflovski and you're a badass who doesn't take peoples shit and wants what best for people."

Rolling his eyes Kyle crossed his arms. "How do you do that?"

Confusion his Tweek's features. "How do I do what?"

"Make people feel better." Kyle stated matter factly. "You're just as broken as the rest of us and yet you always seem to make people feel like it's okay to be broken."

Tweek bit his lip and reached up to pull his hair softly. "Because it is Kyle." Tweek shifted as realization hit him. "You just can't let the cracks control your life." Cracks like his parents not coming to his graduation.

"Thanks dude." Kyle ran his fingers through his tight red curls that still made Tweek jealous. "I guess we should head back right?" Kyle started to head back towards the football field before Tweek reached out and grabbed his arm.

"Wait, Kyle." Once Kyle stopped and tilted his head to look at Tweek Tweek shifted his gown so he could reach into his pocket. Shuffling through the cards he found the one he had addressed to Kyle. "It's kind of stupid." No. It was really stupid. He was sure that most of these were going to end up in the trash, but it was still something he wanted to do and his therapist said he should start doing what he wanted to do, not just let the want die out from fear. "But I made you a card."

On the outside of the card was a picture of the top of a diner table with two plates of breakfast on it. Next to the places were lit cigarettes and coffee cups. It was the way the two of bonded after yoga class and it was one of the things Tweek enjoyed doing. He watched as Kyle smirked at the card, then as his expression changed to one of concentration as he read over the card.

Kyle,

I don't know if you know this but you became my friend at a point in my life when I thought nothing would be okay. I was angry and sad and I felt alone. I mean, I know I had Kenny, but Kenny is the kind of guy who just let's thing rolls off his shoulders. Nothing bothers him and while I love him for that it's something I can't do. So when you offered to take me to yoga and we started talking I found out I wasn't alone anymore.

You showed me that it's okay to feel upset. You helped me learn that my feelings are valid and that there is nothing wrong with being mad. I mean I know that there's something wrong with lashing out in anger. Trust me, I could have gotten expelled for that shit at prom. But it's thanks to you that I don't guilty about being mad. It's thanks to you that I was able to start standing up for myself and finally not feel bad about it.

Kyle, I know we won't see each other as much after this, but I wanted to let you know that you always have a friend in me and if you ever need to call me and bitch about something that happened I'm always here to listen.

Tweek

Kyle's jaw fell slightly opened as he looked up at Tweek. "Dude." Oh God! Tweek bit his lip and took a deep breath in. It was stupid of him to make cards for his friends. People don't do that shit. "Thank you." He said softly putting the card back in envelope. "I'm glad we became friends."

"Yeah man. Me too."

As the two of them made it back to the field Kyle's family found them quickly with the help of Stan. The smile on Kyle's face was soft as Stan hugged him and congratulated him. Flashing Kyle a half wave Tweek walked off to go find Craig.

He needed to apologize for just running off. Even if it was in a moment of panic.

"Craig!" Tweek's voice cracked as he ran up to his boyfriend. "Sorry. Sorry, I didn't mean to run off earlier. It's just-"

Leaning down Craig kissed Tweek softly before whispering, "Do you want to go some place to talk?"

Shaking his head Tweek bit his lip. "No." He answered sternly looking around at the family that had quickly accepted him as one of their own. "I'm happy right where I am."

"God, can you guys get any gayer? Like seriously?" Tricia asked with her arms crossed around her chest.

"Tricia!" Laura hissed smacking the back of her daughters head.

Groaning the girl rubbed the back of her head. "Ow! What mom? It's my fault my brother is a helpless homosexual who's madly in love with his boyfriend."

Craig just shrugged and wrapped an arm around Tweek. "She's right. Not her fault. Not my fault. If anyone it's Tweek's fault for being so fucking great."

Blushing Tweek bit his lip and flumbled a bit. "It's uh- no no no no no no. I'm just- Ah! I'm nothing special."

"Pretty special to me babe."

"Anyways, Tweek, are you coming by after this? We're having a barbeque." Laura said flatly. The Tuckers signature style.

He couldn't go. As much as he wanted too he had to go to work after he was done here. On the bright side though, he was going to be able to make it the party at Tokens. "I'm sorry." Tweek said picking at his fingers. "My parents and I have something already planned. Thank you anyways." It was work, but he wasn't technically lying so he went with it.

The look of disbelief on Craig's face wasn't missed by Tweek, but the rest of the family just nodded before Craig's mother spoke again. "Well, I'll make sure Craig brings you a plate. Us Tuckers are pretty damn at barbeque."

"Uh, thank you Laura." Tweek shifted his weight between his legs as he picked his fingers. These people, they made him feel warm, welcome.

Tweek pulled out his phone to check his time and jumped a bit. He had to go. "Hey, I'm ah! I'm really sorry! I need to go." His hands cupped together and he bobbed his head down at them. "Um, Craig? I'll uh, I'll see you later."

"Wait." Craig said quickly grabbing Tweek's hand. "Let me walk with you babe."

Tweeks eyes widened at that. Walk with him? He couldn't let Craig do that, even if Craig did seem to already know what was up. "It's okay." Tweek answered in a hurry. "Stay here with your family."

Pushing his lips out Craig turned back towards them and flipped them all off. "Don't want too. Now, let's go."

Closing his eyes Tweek took a deep breath and nodded. "Okay, fine." Huffed the blonde. "Let's go."

"They didn't come did they?" Craig asked as walked out of the football field. When Tweek shook his head Craig's eyes thinned and a look of anger flashed on his face. "Now you have to go to work don't you?" As Tweek nodded again Craig bared his teeth in a snarl. "You're fucking kidding me right? This is your fucking graduation day and their making you work?"

"It's really not a big deal." Dismissing Craig's anger. Craig had a reason to be pissed. Hell, Tweek was pissed about it, but soon it wouldn't matter anymore because soon he'd be free from his father's clutches.

Craig however, held onto that anger. "No, Tweek. Why didn't you tell him to fuck off like you did for prom?"

Pulling out a cigarette Tweek put it to his mouth and sighed. "Because Craig!" His voice was louder than he intended it to be. "It's not fucking worth it. I don't want to keep fighting with him and-" He was scared that if things didn't work out he wouldn't have a place to go. "And I don't want to push them away anymore than I already have."

Instead of walking him to the end of the parking lot Craig lead Tweek towards his truck. "Get in." Craig said opening the driver side door to get it. "I'm going to drive you."

Tweek stopped at the bed and shook his head. "No Craig it's okay. You should be here having fun. Besides we didn't get the chance to see Token, Jimmy, or Clyde. You should go find them. I'll be fine."

"Fuck them. They have each other and I'll see them later." Craig said leaving his door open to walk over to Tweek. With one quick swoop Tweek was in Craig's hands and he was going to the other side of his truck. "Now, let me take you to work babe. I'll even hang out."

"You know you can't do that." Tweek said squirming to get free from Craig's hold, but when he looked down he panicked over the possibility of falling and grabbed onto Craig's neck.

"Seriously?" Craig asked flatley. "He still doesn't want me there? I thought he said his son being gay was good for business." Craig set Tweek down and opened the car door for him.

Climbing into the truck Tweek shook his head as he put on his seatbelt while Craig shut the door and walked to the other side to get in as well. "No, he's fine if you're there. In fact, he is always telling me to have you come. He still doesn't like you but like you said he thinks its good for business. It's me who doesn't want you there." Shirking some Tweek slammed his hands over his mouth. His eyes widened and he whipped his head towards Craig who seemed unphased, but that had to just be a front. That wasn't supposed to come out. It was not okay to say. "Ah! God! I'm sorry! That's not what I meant to say! It's just!" Tweek bit his lip and ripped off some skin making it bleed. "I don't want my sexualitly to be used as a profit for his business."

Backing out of his spot Craig lifts his shoulders and let them fall. "I get that, but I don't think anyone's going to be in the shop today." Shifting to drive Craig left the parking lot and reached over to grabbed Tweek's hand.

"You have to go to your family Barbecue!" Tweek said squeezing Craig's rough hand.

Craig scoffed. "No I don't."

Wait, what? What did Craig mean by 'No I don't'? That didn't make any sense. It was for Craig. "Yes! You do Craig! Your family loves you! Your family wants to celebrate you! Do you have any idea how fucking lucky you are?" He was lashing out. He was jealous and he didn't want to be. He wanted to be okay, but in all reality, he was far from it.

Craig lifted Tweek's hand to his lips and kissed it. "I'm not lucky because of my family. I'm lucky because of you."

Tweek rolled his eyes, shook his head and groaned. Craig didn't get it. He never would but how could he? He had a good family. The rest of their ride was quiet and as Craig pulled into the parking lot a look of anger and determination was resting on his face.

"Uh?" Tweek bit down a curled knuckled as the engines roar died down and Craig whipped out the key from the ignition. "Craig? What are you doing?"

Craig didn't say anything as he whipped his seatbelt off and got out of the truck quickly heading to the door. He was mad and that wasn't good. Scrambling to undo his own seatbelt and opening the door Tweek tripped and fell on the ground. "Shit! Shit shit shit shit shit!" Tweek hissed as he forced himself to his feet and ran into the shop.

"We need to talk." Craig was standing with his jaw tight, his arms crossed and his blue eyes staring at Tweek's father who wore an empty smile.

Tweek took a breath of relief when he saw the shop was empty. At least no one would be there to see what was about to take place. "Do you really think now is the best time Craig?"

Craig took a sharp breath in. "Yes. I do. No one is here and we need to talk."

Tweek's father looked over at Tweek and simply gave his son a quick nod. "This about Tweek isn't it?" He asked looking back at Craig. "You want to talk to me about my son?"

"Yeah. I do." Craig said as Tweek rushed up by his side.

Grabbing onto his arm Tweek tried to pull him away, but Craig held his ground. "Craig, come on. Don't."

Shaking Tweek off of him Craig kept his eyes on Richard. "You couldn't close the shop for one day?" Craig's voice cracked slightly. He didn't normally let his voice show emotion, but he was doing it on Tweek's behalf.

His father however, stayed eerily calm. Like always. "Do you know how hard it is for your family's livelihood be based off a personal business? Every dollar counts. You lose out on some important moments but it's what you have to do."

"Bullshit." Hissed Craig. "You're closed on Sundays aren't you?"

"Craig… It doesn't matter." Tweek tried again to get his boyfriend to back down, but again failed.

Richard's smile faded for a moment before coming back emptier than ever. He had to put on a show even when people weren't in the shop. "We are closed on Sundays because we do our extra cleaning on those days. One day a week to get our shop into tip top shape. We don't spend it lollygagging around."

The sharp breath Craig took as his hands clenched at his side proved how really pissed off he was. "You think your son finishing high school and going to his graduation is fucking lollygagging? He's your only son!"

"Everyone should finish high school. It isn't a big deal Craig."

Tweek looked down at the ground and yanked his hair some. This wasn't good. He should break it up, but he felt frozen. Why though? He didn't need Craig to stick up for him. He could stick up for himself, so why was he frozen now? "It is a big deal asshole. Tweek is your only son. Why is it so hard for you to treat him as such?"

"I have treated Tweek like a son his entire life. We have taken him to get the help he needed, we took him to doctors, got the medication he needed, we supported him, and took care of him." Richard said with his head falling slightly to the side.

Scoffing Craig's hip popped out as he let his weight shift to his right side."By that do you mean having your son on pills that made him work on muscle memory and not have any recollection of what was going on around him?"

"We didn't mean for that happen Craig." Richard said in a manner that made Tweek believe he was being sincere.

"Then why didn't you fix it?" Craig pushed. He was asking all the questions Tweek wanted answers too, but Tweek didn't know how badly he wanted them.

"ARGH!" Tweek yanked his hair and flung his hair back. "Stop it! Shut up! Both of you!" The men's heads turned over to Tweek who was breathing heavily. "Stop fighting! God! Craig all I wanted to do was walk at graduation! Dad it was fucked up that you wouldn't come and it was even more fucked up that you wouldn't let mom come!"

Both of their faces went blank and Tweek kept yanking on his hair. "Tweek," Richard said calmly. "Did you take your pills today?"

Craig glared at Richard before walking over to Tweek and removing the hands from Tweek's hair. "I'm sorry Tweek. Do you want me to leave?"

Green eyes fell to the ground as he bit his lip. A part of him did want to Craig to go, but another part of him wanted him to stay. "No," Tweek answered in a whisper. "Just stop fighting with my dad Craig. I know you want to protect me but I said it was fine and if I say something's fine I need you to believe me."

Craig nodded. "Okay."

Tweek stepped past Craig and walked to the counter that his father was still behind. Where's mom at? I want to talk to you guys." He looked back at Craig before turning back to look back at his dad. "Alone."

"What about the store Tweek? You know-"

"Craig will watch it. He did it before, of course you know that." Tweek said. "Where is she?"

Tweek could see his dad thinking over Tweek's offer. After a minute Richard let out a sigh and nodded. "Fine." He said taking off his apron and tossing it to Craig. "Your mother is in back. Let's go." Tweek nodded and crossed his arms as he followed his dad into the back. He hoped that Craig didn't mind watching the shop for a few minutes but he wouldn't have had too if he didn't make a fool of himself.

As the pair walked into the back Tweek's mother perked up from the dishes she was washing and smiled at her son. "Tweek! Oh look at my baby." Without washing the suds off her arms she walked over to her son and wrapped her arms around him. "I'm so sorry we couldn't make it sweetie, you know work and all."

Tweek bit his lip at the her foamy hold. "It's fine." It wasn't fine, but it had already happened. "Mom," He pulled her off of him and stared into her hazel eyes. "I need to talk to you and dad."

Her head fell over to side and looked at the door to the front of the shop. "Who's watching the shop right now?" She asked.

Lifting his hand to chew on the nail of his thumb Tweek's eye twitched. "Craig, look. It's fine. Can i just please talk to you guys? Please?"

His mother flashed a look over to his father and tried to figure out what he was thinking. Her lips pursed as she gave up and looked back over at her son. "Okay baby, what do want to talk about?"

Yanking the top of his nail off her turned around and paced around the back. He had to tell them he was leaving. He needed too, but his chest started to constrict from under him making it hard for him to breath. Just do it. Just get it over with and do it. "I'm leaving."

Neither one of his parents said anything, they just stared at him with with open jaws. Sinking his teeth into his lips he reached up and pulled on his hair. Shit, he needed a cigarette, or a blunt, so something. Gah! "There's a college. For- Argh! Culinary arts and I'm going. I have a job, and a place to live, Craig's' family is going to give us furniture."

"Tweek, I'm not sure if that's such a great idea." His father said, the smile on his face now vanished.

Tweek turned around quickly as walked up to his deal. "Neither do I, but it's better than staying here. I can't keep doing this dad. I want to make you guys proud, but I can't do that here. I work hard, it's expected. I finish fucking high school which is super surprising because I was drugged for most of it and that was expected. No matter what I do it's never enough. I'm stuck. I'm not your son here, I'm your employee and I'm done. I'm sorry."

His mother lifted her hand to her mouth and held it there, yet she was still silent. That was her thing, do what she could to help her son but stay quiet when he wanted to say something. It never failed.

Cupping his hands together Tweek's father looked at his son and slightly shook his head. Tweek knew what he was thinking. He was telling himself this was all Craig's fault. That his son was corrupted into thinking he shouldn't have to be the one to take over the family business. "Tweek, son, you have to know that your mother and I have always wanted you to be happy, but do you really thinking running off with your highschool boyfriend is the way to do it?"

"Maybe not," Tweek said crossing his arms. "But it's what I'm going to do. I'll work here until we leave, but after that I'm gone."

Richard took a sharp breath and crossed his arms. "Alright son." His head bobbed up and down slightly. "Go ahead and go. You are a grown up now you need to make your own choices."

Tweek blinked in shock. He didn't think his father would have agreed so easily. He was so sure there would have been a fight. "What?" His voice cracking and loud as his hands whipped to pull his hair.

"Go. It might be a mistake but go. Just remember Tweek you can always come back here. We will never turn you away." That was something that should be nice for a parent to say. The promise that home will always be a option, but his father wasn't referring to thier home, he wasn't saying that they would never turn him from the house. He was talking about the coffee shop. That if everything went wrong, Tweek would be able to come back and work. That's what his dad wanted right?

Tweek nodded. "Thanks." Letting his hands fall he turned to the door and sighed. "I'm going to work now." Stepping out from the back door he knew his parents were going to be back there a while longer. Talking about him. About how they thought he was making a mistake, but it didn't matter. Like he said he was done, and he really needed a cigarette.

As he appeared in the front of the shop a bored looking Craig eyed him as he stopped wiping the counter. He opened his mouth to say something but Tweek lifted his hand and shook his head to tell him not too. "Give me five more minutes please?" He said heading to the front door. "I just need a few minutes."

Stepping into the cool air made the tension in Tweek's chest vanish as he took in the air. Heading over to the side of the shop he took out a cigarette and rolled it in his fingers. "Damnit." Sliding down against the side of the wall he softly hit his head against it. With shaky hands he lit and cigarette and let its nicotine take its course.

"Hey babe," Craig was wiping off a table when Tweek came back into the shop. "Are you alright?"

A small half smile appeared on his lips as Tweek nodded. "Yeah Craig. Go home now. I'm sure your family is wondering where you're at."

Stepping over towards him Craig flung the towel over his shoulder. "I want to stay here with you babe."

Tweek groaned. As much as he'd like Craig to stay and help his time at work go by faster he knew that Craig's family wanted him to spend time with him. "No. Craig, I'll see you tonight okay?"

Craig's face twisted as he thought about what he was going to do. Sighing Craig took the towel off his shoulder and removed the apron. "Fine." He grumbled. "But only if your promise if you'll stay with me tonight."

Tweeks thin chapped lips turned up slightly. "I was going to anyways."

Despite what his parents thought the shop was dead. There wasn't a single soul there from the moment they left until Kenny walked in with his sister and Butters shortly before it was before it was time for them to close. As normal when Tweek saw the bundled up boy he started pouring a cup of coffee. Unsure if he should make some for Karen he choose to hold off until he could ask. He did however make one for Butters.

"Tweekster! When Kyle was telling me you had to work I didn't believe him." Kenny's voice was mumbled under the fabric of his scarf before he took it off and removed his hood. "That fucking sucks dude."

Tweek just shrugged and walked from behind the counter to hand Kenny his cup and give one to Butters as well. "It's fine." He said brushing it off. He didn't want to hear from Kenny too. Looking over to Karen he smiled at her. He couldn't say he was comfortable, because meeting new people was never comfortable but he felt like he knew Karen with how much Kenny talked about her. "It's AH- nice to meet you!"

God, he hoped he didn't scare her with his outburst. That would be bad. If he did that then Kenny wouldn't talk to him anymore. Kenny put his sister above everything, but when brushed her sandy brown hair behind her ear and grabbed Tweeks hand with a face bursting smile he knew it was fine. "It's nice to meet you too Mr. Tweek. My brother tells me so much about you."

Kenny talked about him? Oh God, what did he say? It had to be good. Kenny told Butters good things why would Karen be any different? Unless, Kenny didn't want her around him. He did smoke, both pot and cigarettes. Oh God! Kenny didn't tell her good things. Also she called him Mr. why did she do that? Kenny must have noticed Tweek overthinking because he arm flung around him. "All good I promise."

"Gee Tweek, you really think Kenny would say something something awful about ya?" Butters asked him twiddling his thumbs along the mug.

Biting his lip Tweek tugged on the egde of his shirt. Did he really think Kenny would say something bad about him? Kenny never said anything bad about anyone, well no one but Cartman. "I- uh guess not."

"Why of course he wouldn't. Well gee, Kenny is a real swell fella, and if your his friend then you'd have to be a swell fella too." Okay, that was kind of Butters to say, but Kenny was friends with Cartman. So as sweet as that was it wasn't necessarily true. It did however, remind Tweek that he had a letter for Kenny.

"Ah! Um- Can you guys hold on for a second. I have something for you Kenny." Tweek hurried to the back of the shop and grabbed the letter for Kenny. Holding it to his chest he took a deep breath and went back into the main part of his shop.

The three of them looked at Tweek as he walked off. Karen was sitting at table sipping on Kenny's cup of coffee. Shit! Tweek forgot to ask her if she wanted her own cup. Placing the card down on the table he went behind the counter. "Karen! Ah! I'm so sorry I didn't make you a coffee! What do you want? I'll make you whatever you want." His foot was tapping behind the counter. She probably hated him. How could be so stupid?

"Oh! Just like this is fine!" Karen said holding up Kenny's cup. "Kenny sometimes brings me home the coffee you make for him. It's so good!" Her voice was whimsical as she praised Tweek's coffee and the sour feeling in his gut went away. No wonder Kenny loved her so much. She was so sweet.

"One cup of coffee the way Kenny likes it coming up." It didn't take Tweek long at all to make the cup for Karen. Just a few minutes later he was walking out with a mug just for her. "I'm so sorry I didn't ask you! It uh- completely slipped my mind."

Karen brushed her hair behind her ear and carefully took her mug from Tweek. "Thank you Tweek." She whispered looking into the tan mixture. "For everything."

Tweeks head tilted slightly as he looked at her in confusion. "What?"

Karen looked back at her brother who was standing by the counter with Butters. He looked so happy. "For that. Kenny might act like he has all the confidence in the world but he really doesn't. He's sensitive, and I think he's scared of most things. Since he started hanging out with you though he's been doing better. So thank you."

Blushing Tweek bit his lip. He really didn't think he did anything to help Kenny. It was Kenny who did everything. Kenny who helped him when he had bad panic attacks, Kenny who helped him through his break up, Kenny who helped him get back with Craig. "It was nothing." Tweek said honestly. "Kenny is a great guy, I don't know where I'd be without him."

"Yeah." Karen took a drink from her coffee and shuffled happily in her seat. "I know what you mean."

"Yo Tweek!" Kenny's loud voice caught the attention of the two at the table and Kenny was holding the envelope with his name on it. "Did you get me a graduation present? What a guy."

Pulling at the dead skin on his lips Tweek softly kicked the ground. He knew that Kenny was one of the people who would love a card, but it was still awkward. "It's uh- not really that big of a deal man."

"Pssh, I know you Tweekster, everything you do is a big deal to you." Kenny ripped open the envelope and pulled out a card. Kenny was right though, everything was big deal to him. That was why this was so nerve wracking and he still had so many people to go. Kenny's blue eyes scanned the front of the card and a wide smile hit his face and he turned it around to show to Butters and Karen. "Look guys!" On the front was a drawing of the very first picture Tweek had taken on his phone. The one where Kenny had first put up Tweek's hair and convinced him that it was never okay to miss a good photo opportunity. "This is the day we became friends! Holy shit Tweek, this is awesome."

With careful hands he opened the letter and brushed his hair away from his eyes.

Dear Princess Kenny,

Honestly man, I have no idea where to start with this letter. In fact, this was by far the hardest letter I had to write. I don't know if I should thank you for everything you did for me, or tell you why I'm even writing this letter. I figure I should do both.

As you know soon I'll be gone. You once made me take my coat off, sit on the cold, wet ground, and face the cold with a broken wrist. During that time you also asked me if I was going to run away or face the cold like a warrior. Well, I guess I chose to run, but that doesn't make me any less of a warrior. I hope you understand that. It's just I know I have to leave, for my own good. I didn't want to leave without a proper goodbye though, not that this is goodbye! I don't want you to think that I'll never see you again, because I honestly I can't imagine my life without you.

I really couldn't do that because it's thanks to you that I have the confidence to even do this. So I guess I'll start with a thank you.

Princess Kenny Mccormick, thank you.

You have been an amazing friend to me. When my world was nothing but noise and chaos you helped calm me down. When I lived life with no confidence you sat next to me on the bus and pulled my hair up into a ponytail. That was the first time I could ever remember truly feeling like I looked good. I know to most people that giving a guy a hair tie and teaching him how to use it is small and insignificant, but that moment is what changed my world for the better.

Then there was the night at Bebe's party. If it wasn't for you my panic attack could have been worse, and if I'm honest I think it could have lead to something really bad. Like really, really bad. Oh, and during the time when Craig broke up with me you weren't mean to me about it. You didn't shove it in my face, or say "I told you so" like my dad did. You didn't start ignoring me. Instead, you were just your true magical self and supported me. Then when Craig wanted me back you tried to get me to see reason and got me to just hear him out even though I was really mad. I might not have acted like it at the time, but I really needed and appreciated that.

Through everything you never once pushed me to do the thing you thought, and maybe even wanted me to do. It's because of that that I consider you one of my best friends. You always helped me be my own light and own person. You encouraged me to choose my own path without making me feel bad or guilty about it. You empowered me and I can never thank you enough. All I can is hope that I was half as good a friend as you were to me and do my best to be there for you when you need me in the future.

Anyways, it's lame, I know and I don't mean it like I do when I say it to Craig. (Or how you might say it to Butters) but I love you Princess Kenny. Thank you for being you. Thank you for always being you and being my best friend.

I know I'll be leaving soon, but just know no matter where I go, you are a huge part of my life and more than welcome to come and see me any time.

Your lifelong buddy,

Tweekster

By the time Kenny finished his letter his eyes were filled with tears. Setting it down on the counter Kenny made his way over to Tweek in three long steps. Wrapping his arms tightly around Tweek Kenny started sobbing. "Tweek, dude! I love you!" Kenny took a deep breath as he shoved his face into Tweeks shoulder. "You're an amazing friend. You are the reason I got to go to prom with Butters. You listen to me when I talk about dying. You don't make me feel crazy. Shit man." Kenny pulled away from the hug and slapped his hands on Tweek's shoulders holding them there. "I love you too and I'll miss you so much when your gone."

"Yeah dude, I'll miss you too."

Kenny and Butters decided against going to Tokens party. Kenny said he wanted to spend some alone time with Butters since he hardly ever got that chance. That was okay though because Craig was going to pick Tweek up soon and he would have fun.

Locking up the shop Tweek walked to the side of building and pulled out a permanent marker from his pants pocket. Unscrewing the back to it he let the small joint fall into his hands as he dug out his lighter. Sitting down he lifted the joint to his lips Tweek lit it and took in the smoke. It had been a while since he'd really smoked, but hey, he was going to a party and didn't want a repeat of last time.

"Hey babe, mind if I get a hit?" Craig's voice wasn't the only that took the blonde by surprise. It was also his request. Craig never smoked. He liked to be level headed, but sometimes everyone needs a break. Holding up the joint Tweek glanced over at Craig when he took it. "Thanks."

Craig tried to clear his throat to avoid a cough, but when he failed Tweek started laughing. Standing up he took the joint from Craig and took another hit. "You are so fucking cute Craig."

Holding his hand over his face to hide the blush Craig kicked the ground. "Shut up."

Staring at the joint Tweek rolling it in his fingers for a moment before handing it back to his boyfriend. "You and Kenny used to smoke together right?"

Craig nodded. Another hit, another cough.

Tweek bit his lips as he pulled his knees up to his chest. "Why didn't you want to be with him?"

Raising an eyebrow at Tweek Craig slid down the building and sat next to Tweek as he handed him the joint. "Seriously? You're asking your boyfriend why he didn't date your best friend like two years ago?"

It was weird, wasn't it. Oh well. Too late now. Besides, Tweek wanted to know. "Yeah."

Letting out a sigh Craig rolled his neck and rested his head against the wall. "I was scared of Kenny." Craig admitted. "He hit a point in his life where he just accepted himself and I guess I was scared he'd want the same for me. I knew I was gay, trust me. I knew that a woman would never be able to please me the way a man would, but I wasn't ready to accept it."

Leaning over Tweek rested his head on Craig's shoulder. "Well, as fucked up as it to say I'm kind of glad you didn't date him."

"You are?"

Tweek nodded as he brushed the ember of the joint on the ground to put it out. "Yeah, because it meant I was the one who helped you accept it."

Ruffling Tweek's hair Craig laughed. "Yep. All you, none of it at all being me and self growth." Pushing himself up Craig stood up and tugged on his hat.

Tweek bit his lips through his smile. "Are you ready to go?"

"Yeah," Craig said reaching down to help Tweek up. "I am."

Tokens house wasn't nearly as crowded as Bebe's was when she had her party, but then again, Tokens house was three times as big as anyone else's house in South Park. That was good though, the more space he had the less likely it was for Tweek to have another panic attack and the weed definitely helped with that too.

"Well there fe-fellas." Jimmy made his way over to his friends his crooked smile shining as brightly as his favorite yellow sweatshirt.

"What's up Jim?" Craig hit the boy in the shoulder. "My parents were a little sad you didn't stop by and see them."

Jimmy lifted his crutch and playfully hit Craig in the side with it. "You know as well as anyon- you know as well as anyon-on-on- You know I love going to see your beautiful mother, but my family had the-their own party for me."

Craig laughed and wrapped his arm around Tweek. "Can you believe it, this dick had a party and didn't invite us."

Before Tweek even had a chance to answer Jimmy got a sly look on his face. "I-I-I- did invite Tweek. C-cool people only."

Lifting his hands to his lips Tweek started laughing. "It's true. I didn't really work today. I hung out with Jimmy all day."

Removing his arm from Tweek Craig lifted his hands opened in front of him. "Fine, fine. If that's how it is then I guess I'll just go find Clyde and Token. At least they love me."

Tweek glanced over at Jimmy and grinned. "Okay, but they were there too!"

Craig raised an eyebrow and shoved his hands in his pocket. "Well, at least I won't feel bad for kicking their asses."

"Yea-yeah right. It's more of the fact th-that you know both of us could- both of us could beat the shit out of you." Jimmy said.

"That's fair. You guys want anything to drink?" Craig asked them swinging back and forth on his heels. "I'm really thirsty."

Both Tweek and Jimmy laughed. "Sure Craig, do you think Token would mind if I had a cup of coffee?"

"Nope, and what do you want Jimmy?"

"Just some wa-wa-water please."

Craig nodded and turned on his heel towards the kitchen. "See you bitches in a few minutes."

Tweek bit his lips and looked towards Jimmy who was watching Craig walk away. "You make him really happy you know that?" Jimmy looked over towards Tweek causing the blondes face to flush pink.

"Do ah- do you really think that?" Tweek asked picking at the skin on his fingers.

"I k-know it. Thanks dude. I-I like seeing him happy like that." Jimmy said moving over towards one of the many couchs in the main room. "I like seeing you happy too."

Well, now was as good of time as any. Tweek dug in his back pocket and shuffled through the cards he had until found Jimmy's, putting the rest back he handed Jimmy his. "This is for you."

JImmy took the letter carefully. "You really didn't have to do that Tweek. Tha-thank you." Jimmy opening the envelope carefully Jimmy pulled out the card and laughed softly. There was a drawing of Jimmy on stage doing a comedy set. On the front were the words. "I'm gonna be big! Have you seen this? Have you heard about this?" Opening the card Jimmy started reading what was on the inside.

Jimmy,

You have no idea how happy I am to have met you. You are a great friend and honestly how great you are is the only reason I am back with the person I love most in the world.

You are selfless, funny, and genuinely nice guy. Hell, when two of us weren't even really friends you bought me a coat so I wouldn't be cold. I hate wearing layers, they make me feel constricted but you got me a coat thin enough so I wasn't bothered, but thick enough so I kept warm. Then you took it an extra mile and put a little coffee cup on it. I loved that.

I understand why you stopped talking to me after Craig and I broke up too. You needed to be there for him and your loyal to a fault. That's good though. We need more people like you.

Then you started working at my parents shop and even if our friendship wasn't at it's best at the time you still showed up and worked and honestly that fucking saved me. I don't mean it saved me time either, I'm used to the workload, but it saved my sanity. You saw how my dad treated me and you never rubbed it in my face or made me feel bad about it. Instead, you waited until it was clear, asked me about it and if I didn't want to talk you just gave me weird, but helpful advice.

I know it's weird to be getting a letter from a friend for graduation but I want you to know how much you mean to me and that even if I'm leaving and taking Craig with me you are still a huge part of our lives. Thanks Jimmy. You are one hell of a guy.

Tweek.

Jimmy closed the card and moved over closer to Tweek. "You know you aren't too bad yourself Tweek." Putting his head on Tweeks shoulder Jimmy closed his eyes. "I know it's a given that I'll miss Craig, but I- but I'll really mi-miss you too."

"Trying to steal my man Valmer?" Craig shoved the water in Jimmy's hands before handing Tweek his coffee.

Jimmy took the water and started laughing. "Nah, he has a little too much penis for my taste."

Tweek's face went bright red and he took a huge gulp of coffee to calm down. "Oh my god!"

Craig shrugged and took a drink from his own cup. How he carried three cups amazed Tweek, but he did have very large hands so it wasn't shocking. "It's just the right amount for me."

Shooting up from the couch Tweek took a huge gulp of his coffee and slammed his mug on the table. "Gah! Craig! What the hell!" Smacking the palm of his hand on Craig's shoulder he shook his head and whipped around to Jimmy. "I'm so sorry! Ah! He's an idiot!"

Jimmy laughed and shifted himself so he could get off the couch. "Well, he's your idiot." Looking back at the small crowd gathering in Tokens living room Jimmy smirked. "You two love birds have fun. I'm going to go find myself a highschool ending fling."

Tweek slapped his hand over his eyes. Why? "Oh God. Jimmy just go."

Nodding Jimmy gave them his signature smile and strolled off. "He's always been so weird."

There was a scoff from behind them. "And you haven't? Craig you dress up your guinea pigs for every holiday, and that includes the stupid ones."

Tweek and Craig turned around to see Token standing there with his arms crossed. "You know you loved when Stripe dressed up like President Washington."

Rolling his eyes Token gave him another scoff. "Please, Washington had nothing on his Abe."

Picturning Stripe in different little outfits was enough to make Tweek laugh. "Craig, you are seriously the biggest nerd on the planet."

"So, how are you guys enjoying my party?" Token asked them putting his arms behind his head. "It's not really at full speed yet, but I'm sure it'll get there."

Token was right, it was probably going to a huge party. Everyone in the school liked Token, well the ones who weren't racist. "Ah! Of course it will! Token you are awesome! Who wouldn't want to be here."

Token shrugged. "Well, to be honest with you I would have been happy if just my close friends came."

Craig thinned his lips. "I think I would have been happier that way."

"Shut up Craig." Tweek hissed elbowing the taller boy in the side. "Token, we're happy either way. Thanks for inviting us."

"Damn Tweek really has a hold on you doesn't he." Token leaned over towards Craig and smirked. "He's a keeper."

"Yeah." Craig said as he tugged on his hat trying to hide the light shade of pink on his face. "He is."

"Craig!" The feminine yell from across the room caused the small blonde to practically jump out of his skin. He's skin kept crawling when he saw that the voice belonged to Red, Craig's cousin. "Hey asshole. I asked you for a ride and you fucking ditched me."

Rolling his eyes Craig groaned. "I didn't want to take you because one, I hate you, and two, I wanted to hangout with boyfriend, who you intimate."

Red's lips turned into a creepy grin. "Aw, Tweek, I thought we were friends."

Wide eyes stared up at the tall red headed woman. "Um, y-yeah! We're friends." Shit. She really did scare the living fuck out of him. He could feel his heart slamming against his chest.

Taking a sharp breath Craig grabbed Red by the shoulder. "Let's go find someone else for you to harass Rebecca."

"Ugh, don't fucking call me that Craig Andrew. I will legit fucking end you." Red tore herself away from Craig. "I won't bug your boy toy if you help me find my own."

Craig looked back at Tweek and gave him a sorrowful look before glaring back at Red. "Fine, let's go."

"Remember when he said that Jimmy was weird?" Token asked him watching at the pair walked away.

Tweek nodded. "Yeah, he is by far the weird one."

Token's shoulders lifted and fell. "Clyde can give him a run for his money."

"Yeah, I guess that's true." Tweek bit his lip and reached in his pocket to pull out the cards. Holding them in his hands Tweek shuffled on his feet as Token lifted a brow to see what Tweek was doing. When Tweek noticed he jumped a bit and started to chew on his lip. "I uh- I made you something Token." Tweek handed Token the envelope and puffed up his cheeks as Token opened it, laughing as he did.

On the front was a small cup that was over filled with tokens that had the word friendship on them. "You remembered my joke!" Token said happily as placed his thumb under the card to open it when he was ready. "I'm so glad. Most of the time I just get shit for my jokes."

Tweek pulled on the front of his hair. "I think they'll pretty funny."

"Thanks. I'm glad someone gets me." Token said flipping the card open. "Whew, Tweek, a letter? I just expecting a joke, or some snappy line."

Tweek's eyes widen. Token didn't like it. Oh God, how could be so stupid. "I'm- Ah! Shit man! I'm sorry! I can make you anot-"

Token lifted his hand and shook his head. "Nope, I don't want another one. I just wanted to say you are so considerate. Thank you."

Tweek nodded quickly as he let go of his hair. He really needed to work on not pulling it. It was hard though, as he watched Token read his letter with a blank face.

Token,

When Craig said he was going to introduce me to his friends I was so scared man. I was sure that you guys wouldn't want anything to do with me and just consider me a freak like everyone else did. But you guys didn't.

You didn't.

The first time we spent any time together at all you walked with me to class and made me feel like I was your friend. I told myself at the time it was because of Craig, but now I know that it was because you are just that kind of guy.

You care about people. You are kind. You want others to know that they matter and I needed someone like you in my life. Someone who is calm and collected. Sure, I mean, Craig could be considered that too, but he isn't really so much on that calm part of it.

A part of me was convinced that you hated me when Craig and I broke up, but that's something else I admire you. You are fiercely loyal and you love your friends to no end. Plus, I can see where you could I have thought I was in the wrong. In fact, a part of me was in the wrong. But then when you found out the whole story you slowly made yourself a part of my life again. Then you helped Craig come up with a brilliant plan to win me back. Shit man, I'm just lucky. And not just because of Craig, but because I have friends like you.

I'll miss you Token, but I know you'll never be too far off because you have that sense about you. That no matter what you are there to love and protect your friends always.

I hope you keep this as a Token of my friendship. (I guess it doesn't really work when I make it.)

Your friend,

Tweek

Token gave Tweek a small grin as he closed the letter and carefully put it in his jacket pocket. "Why did I have to be Craig's friend for basically my whole life? I can only imagine how amazing it would be if you had been friend since day one."

Tweek gave him a half breath, half laugh. "I'm not sure that a twitchy smoker who drinks like 100 cups of coffee is much better than the indifferent dickhead that Craig is."

"He's nice to you." Token laughed. "I've never seen him be nice to anyone."

Tweek bit his lips and crossed his arms. "Do you think he's going to regret coming with me?"

"To tell you the truth, I think Craig would regret it more if he didn't."

"I don't know how I'll ever repay him." Whispered the blonde truthfully. He didn't. Craig had done everything so Tweek could escape his personal hell and Tweek hadn't really done anything for him in return.

Sitting on the arm of the couch Token looked down at his feet. "One time when we were in middle school me and the guys went out to the mall and one of the security guards was following me around. Being a black kid in a town full of mostly white people I've gotten used to that but Craig, when he noticed he got pissed off. After I told him it was just the way things for me he got even more upset. So, he walked away from the group while I was at the register buying something, I can't even remember what it was, but while I was doing that Craig goes and just starts grabbing shit. He's shoving it in his pockets, in his jacket, his bag, just wherever he can fit it. So the guard stops following me and goes after Craig. When the man goes up to him Craig just gives him that blank look and starts pulling everything out and lets it all hit the ground and not once does this kid break eye contact. When all the shit he had gotten his hands on was on the floor he flipped the man off and told him that if ever thinks a thief is defined by his skin color again then he needed to check himself. Needless to say, Craig, or Feldspar as he told the guard got into a lot of trouble." Tokens head swayed back and forth as he held his fingers on his head laughing. "He did all of that for me. To prove a point, and when I asked him why he did it he just told me he felt like it. Craig doesn't do things for reward, or to be paid back. He does things because he wants too. It's his way of showing people he cares."

Tweek's face lit up. Feldspar? Craig was so fucking weird, and so amazingly kind. He could have gotten sent to Juvy but he still did it for his friend. Token was right, like always, Craig did what he wanted because he wanted too, not for any other reason. "Thanks man."

"Sure thing." Token said lifting himself off the couch. "Now let's go find Feldspar before him and Red get into a drinking competition and start fighting people for telling them to slow down."

"Oh God! Has that happened before?!"

"More times than you could count."

Tokens house was huge. Tweek knew that it was big but damn trying to find people was rough. Why were they not in the kitchen?! Shouldn't they have been in the kitchen? That's where people go to drink right? "You okay dude?" Token asked looking back at Tweek whos head was whipping side to side.

"Ah! I'm fine!" He yelled yanking on his hair. He wasn't fine. He really didn't want Craig to get over powered by like ten people. Someone could kill him, or Red.

"Relax, we'll find them. My house isn't that big." Token was calm. He was always so calm. "Let's check the backyard."

There was no sign of either Tucker in the backyard, but they did happen to stumble upon Clyde and Bebe who were too busy laughing at one another to notice Token and Tweek approaching them. "Hey, have you guys seen Craig or Red?"

Clyde turned to them and gave them a huge goofy ass smile. "Token! Tweek!" Throwing his arms around them he sniffled back his tears. "Guys, made it!"

Bebe's smile was much softer as she looked at the two of them, then into another laugh as she looked back at Clyde. "Clyde, they asked us a question. You really shouldn't ignore it to hug them." Looking back at them she shook her head. "Sorry guys, we haven't seen them, but Red was saying something about wanting to find either Kevin, or Heidi tonight. She has a really odd taste."

Token pulled himself away from Clyde. "Yeah look who's talking Bebe."

Clyde's smile fell into a pout. "Hey! What's that supposed to mean?"

Token ignored him and looked over at Bebe with look that said what he meant. "Okay, fair enough." Bebe nodded, amusement in her eyes. "But didn't Craig bring you here Tweek? I would have thought you guys would be together all night."

"Uh- yeah, he did bring me here man but he went off with Red and Token said that they if they start drinking they get competitive and start fighting people and we need to find them or ARGH!" Tweeks shaky hands reached in his pocket and grabbed a cigarette. Putting it to his lips he ran his lips over the filter.

"They'll be fine Ekky Bear. I really don't think Craig will be drinking when he was the one who drove. He can put his foot down when he needs to." Bebe brushed her large, perfect curls behind her ear. "And Token don't scare Tweek."

"Yeah Token, don't be a dick." Clyde said his pout still on his face.

Token lifted his arms up to his side and sighed. "How am I being a dick? It's not like I'm saying anything that hasn't happened before."

Reaching in his pocket Tweek took out his lighter and lit his cigarette before stepping away from his friends. He wasn't sure if they would be okay with him smoking around them and he didn't want to risk it.

Bebe stepped over towards Tweek with hands behind her back. "Hey." She said softly leaning forward. "Mind if I stand with you? Token and Clyde are arguing about on whether or not Token can be a dick."

Tweek laughed as smoke surrounded him. "They are seriously arguing?"

"Yeah, it's nothing new. Clyde gets Token riled up." Bebe moved to sit on the ground and looked up at Tweek tapping the ground.

Picking up on the signal Tweek sat next to her and pulled his knees up to his chest. "I'm going to miss you." Tweek said suddenly, it shocked him, but he did mean it.

Using her arms to support her she leaned her head back. "I'm not going to be far Ekky. I'll be going to school in the Springs. We can still see each other."

Taking a long drag of his cigarette Tweek sighed. "Yeah, I know you're right. It's not like any of this is goodbye but still. It's really coming to an end." Slightly lifting himself up he reached into his pocket and pulled out his card to Bebe. "Here, this is for you."

Bebe sat up and crossed her legs. "What's this?" She asked using her nail to open the paper. "A gift certificate to the mall?"

Tweek laughed. "No. Sorry, it's something a little more personal than that."

"Aw, is it a letter confessing your love to me? Are we going to run away together and leave our boyfriends?" She joked as she pulled out the card.

Tweeks cheeks puffed up. Bebe's eyes scanned the card. "You drew me?" Her voice was soft as her hazel eyes met his green ones. Giving her a soft nod Tweek took another drag of his cigarette. He knew Bebe would love a drawing of her. She mentioned it in passing a couple of times but she never really did ask. "Tweek, this is amazing. Thank you."

"You know there's more on the inside." Tweek said with a smirk.

Rolling her eyes Bebe softly elbowed him making the smaller boy have to stop himself from falling over. "I figured asshole."

Laughing Tweek brushed his hair out of his face. "Whatever you say Bebe."

Opening the letter Bebe sucked in her cheek as she read.

Bebe,

Let me just start this by saying never in a thousand years would I have ever expected for the popular cheerleader to be one of my friends, much less one of my best friends, but you are, and I'm super fucking grateful.

That morning, when we all stayed at Clyde's and you saw Craig kiss me, you could have told everyone. That would have definitely made for some good gossip. Stoic Craig Tucker dating school freak Tweek Tweak. It would have been so easy for you to get everyone in on our secret and at the time, I was so sure you were going too. Then you promised to keep it a secret and not only did you do that, but you became my friend.

You stuck by me through my break up, supported me, made me feel like even while my world was crashing I had some control. You let me feel my anger, you didn't try to tell me that Craig was sorry for what he did. Instead, of doing any that you were just there, always helping me. Always listening.

Then when you did think it was time for forgive Craig you didn't force it upon me. Well, at least, I don't feel like you did. You just showed up at my house, did my hair, gave my a facial thingy, and picked out some nice clothes for me. I'm sure you thought that was nothing, but to me, that meant everything. It was the first time in months that I truly felt good about how I looked. Sure, Kenny helped when he put my hair up, but you. Damn Bebe, you have talent. Anyways, when you felt like it was time for me to forgive Craig you gave me that makeover you've been wanting to do and helped convince me to just go to the talent show. You and Jimmy being in the talent show were the only reasons I went and if it weren't that for I would have never heard him out. So it's kind of thanks to you that I was able to even hear what Craig had to say.

Bebe, you are a kick ass woman who can do anything she puts her mind too. I can't wait to see where life takes you because I know for a fact that you Ms. Stevens, are going places.

I love you Bebe and I'm going to miss you. I guess it's a good thing your phone is never far because I'll know you'll always be one message away.

Forever your friend,

Tweek, AKA Ekky Bear

Bebe's sucked in her lips trying to stop her tears from escaping her eyes. "Shit Ekky Bear," Her voice cracking at a higher pitch than normal. "If my makeup gets fucked up I'm going to have to kick your ass." Scooting closer to him Bebe flung her arm around him and pulled him in close for a hug. Leaning her head on Tweeks shoulder she pressed her fist softly to her eyes. "You're pretty kick ass yourself Tweek." She was whispering now. "I'm inspired by you you know?"

Tweek put his cigarette out on the ground and closed his eyes as Bebe held onto him. Everyone wanted to hug and normally he wouldn't like that, but everyone was closing out a chapter of their lives and it made sense that people would want to give each other some sort of affection, but Tweek was expecting hugs, but to be told someone was inspired by him? Now that caught him off guard. "Bullshit." He said before he could stop himself.

He didn't have a chance to even say he was sorry before Bebe was talking again. "It's true. You spent so many years just trying to exist, barely holding onto to the ember that was your soul to let it rise from the ashes like a fucking phoenix. Tweek, you can say that Craig did this, Kenny did that, or I did whatever, but the bottom line is that you did all of that. You may have had people to support you but you chose to make those changes, you kept up those changes, you did that Tweek and it amazing. I couldn't do it. A lot of people can't do that. You Tweek, are an inspiration."

Leaning his head on Bebe's Tweek let out a soft sigh. That it was nice to hear that other people noticed his hard work, that they thought of Tweek as an inspiration. "Thanks Bebe."

"Anytime babe."

The yard was quiet. Clyde and Token must have finished fighting because the only thing that could be heard was the crickets. Not that that lasted long. Clyde jogged over to them and plopped himself next to Tweek and Token sat down next to Clyde. "Hey guys whatcha up too?" Clyde asked louder than needed.

Rolling her eyes Bebe laid down on the ground and put her arms behind her head. "Nothing, Tweek just gave me a card for graduation. It was really sweet."

"Right?" Token said copying Bebe. "He gave me one too. It was nice."

Clyde looked between Bebe and Token before looking at Tweek with a sad look. "I see…" His voice now soft, barely a whisper.

With a yelp Tweek stood up and dug through his pocket. "Please don't be sad Clyde! I uh- I made you too." Reaching down to hand Clyde the letter the brown haired boy's face lit up.

Quickly grabbing the envelope Clyde ripped it open. It was lucky that he didn't rip the card. As he pulled the card out of its holder Clyde's eyes filled with tears. "Tweek!" Clyde forced himself off the ground, he stumbled some, but when he found his footing he wrapped his arms around the thin boy. "You're so creative man!" Tweek blinked as he wrapped his arms around Clyde He didn't draw Clyde, or make it a memory of their friendship like he did with everyone else. He made something a little weirder, different. Like Clyde. Clyde loved Memes, so Tweek decided to use that. On the card was the Denver Bronco logo, but instead of a normal symbol Tweek made it out of a bunch of little bees with the words, "What kind of bee never frumbles?", above it, and under the picture said, "The Denver Beeroncos."

"You're welcome Clyde." Tweek didn't think it was something worth the tears and tight hug, but, at least he knew Clyde liked his card, and he hadn't even opened it yet.

"Um, Clyde?" Bebe said, still laying on the ground. "Why don't open the card before you start the crocodile tears."

Clyde's face flushed as he sniffled. Nodding he pulled away from Tweek and opened the letter letting himself plop down on the ground so he could read it.

Clyde,

When Craig asked me if I wanted to meet his friends I was terrified. I didn't know what to think, or even what to expect. I definitely didn't expect you. You welcomed me with open arms and made me feel like I mattered. You made me feel like I belonged. Thanks for that man.

You are genuinely a good person Clyde. Not because other people expect you to be, or even because you feel like it's what's right. It's just who you are. You care about people. When you ask how someone is doing you don't do it for small talk, you do it because you care. If there were more people like you in the world than maybe it wouldn't be as scary as it is.

You know who you are and that fact that you aren't scared to be yourself is fucking awesome man. When you're sad you let yourself cry no matter who's around. When your happy you share that joy with the world and when you love, you love with your whole heart

I've never told you, but I'm jealous of that. Even doing this, writing letters to my friends, it scares the shit out of me man. I know it shouldn't because I've made some great friends, but putting myself out there is scary. You aren't scared though, and I wish I could be more like you because Clyde, you are amazing man.

When Craig and I broke up you could have easily shut me out. You are his best friend after all and that's what most best friends would do. Not you. You sought me out, pulled me away from the crowds, and the overwhelming noises and talked to me. Not even just talked to me, you fucking listened. You asked me if what happened. You believed me and I needed that. I know I fucked up, but you knew that I was a good person. You knew that I would never hurt Craig and it meant a lot that you remained my friend because like I said, you didn't have to do that.

I love you Clyde, and I'm going to miss the hell out of you.

And even if Craig wouldn't say it to your face, he's going to miss you too

Always stay true to yourself because you helped me learn to stay true to myself

Your pal,

Tweek

By the time Clyde finished the letter he was hysterical. His face was red and puffy from his tears and his nose was constantly running so he kept wiping it off his sleeve. "Tweeeeekkk…" He cried, falling flat on the ground. "I love you so much…"

Kneeling down Tweek softly patted Clyde on the shoulder. "It's okay Clyde, I love you too man."

"You and Craig are going to be so happy and I'm just so happy that my best friend is in love and it's with you!" Clyde said between sobs.

"I know Clyde."

"What the hell is his problem?" Craig's sudden appearance sent pins shooting though his spine and ended at the base of his skull. He felt his body tight up before a huge muscle spasm let him release that tightness with a yelp.

"His crying because Tweek is so incredible and wrote all of us letters detailing what he values in our friendship." Token said matter of factly, but not moving from his place on the ground.

Craig's head fell to the side as he watched Clyde and Tweek. "Is that what you've been working on all week?"

Tweek nodded. "Uh- Yeah man!"

"Craig!" Clyde used his fists to clear his eyes from the tears. "Have you seen this? You really do have the best boyfriend ever!"

Moving to lay on the ground next to Tweek Craig shrugged. "Lucked out I guess."

Clyde nodded, much more calm than he was a second ago. Craig had the effect on people, he was able to calm them down without even really trying. Maybe it was just because he was naturally calm? Who knows. Laying down next to Craig Clyde let out a sigh. Tweek laid down next to him as well. "I'm going to miss you guys." Clyde whispered as they watched the clear, starry sky.

"I'm going to miss you guys too." Craig said, even though his voice was flat

"Woah, Craig? You love us enough to say you'll miss us?" Token teased.

Rolling his eyes, Craig groaned. "Don't make me take it back pretty boy."

"Ta-ta-take what back Craig?" Jimmy asked as he approached the group and took it upon himself to lay down next to them.

"Nothing." Craig said quickly.

"That his going to miss us." Bebe said catching Jimmy up.

Craig sat up just to glare at Bebe. "I'm not going to miss you."

"Shut up, yeah you are." retorted Bebe.

Flopping back down Craig rolled his eyes. "Fine, I guess I'll miss you too."

"I'll miss you too asshole."

It was nice, to have all of them together. Smiling Tweek rolled over on his side and looked over at the people with him. He didn't need a party to celebrate the end. This was the perfect way to end his high school career, with the people he loved.

Still, the party was fun.

"Babe?" Craig ran his fingers across Tweeks bare shoulder. They were laying in Craig's bed, Tweek was almost asleep, but hummed at Craig's voice. Clearing his voice Craig hid his face in the blondes neck. "You uh well you gave everyone else cards and letters and I was just wondering…"

Craig wanted a card too. A smile washed on Tweeks face. Rolling over Tweek cupped Craig's cheek, lifted his face, and gave him a kiss. He may have been tired, but he was always tired. He could manage to stay up and give his boyfriend some love. "Mmmhm" He hummed. "But I want to give you yours later."

"Why?" Groaned the dark haired boy as he pressed his forehead against Tweeks.

A small laugh bubbled in Tweeks gut. Craig was so cute. "Because, I want the card I give you to be the start of our life together not the end of this chapter."

"You're so fucking cheesy baby." laughed Craig as he kissed him. "I love you."

"I love you too nerd."

It was time. Time for them to leave South Park, time for them to start their lives. Taking a sharp breath through his teeth Tweek looked around his room. It was much more bare than it had been in years. "Are you ready honey?" Craig was in the doorway holding a duffle bag over his shoulder.

Sinking his teeth into his lower lip Tweek stared at his room without giving Craig an answer. It wasn't that he didn't hear him. He did. He just didn't know how to answer. He was ready. He wanted to leave. He wanted to get out, but with leaving came so many chances. What if him and Craig didn't work out? What if he failed out of school and their dreams and they became homeless then had to sell their bodies for money and got a disease and then died? What would they do then?

Tweek was pulled out from his thoughts when a hand was placed on his shoulder. "Nothing bad is going to happen, okay babe? I promise, we can handle it." Craig was right. They could handle it. Filling his lungs with much needed air Tweek let it all out slowly and nodded.

"Right, right, It'll be okay man. We can do it."

His parents were in the living room. As rocky as their relationship was Tweek made sure that his last day in South Park was going to be on a Sunday. He needed to say goodbye to his family. Not so much for them, but for himself. As the boys walked down the stairs a pair of brown and green eyes greeted them. "Richard, our baby boy is a man now."

"Raised into a strong powered young man, just as strong as a Tweek Bros. cup of coffee first thing in the morning." Richard said causing Craig to scoff.

"Thanks dad." Tweek knew in his dad's own fucked up way that was a complement. It didn't take away the fact that his dad was still upset at him for leaving the family business, but he'd get over it one day.

His mother pushed herself off the couch and made her way over to her son. Wrapping her arms around him she kissed the side of his head, her lips touching the short hairs. "I'm going to miss you Tweek."

Returning her embrace Tweek let out a sigh. "I'm not going to be too far mom and I still need to come back like twice a month for therapy and to get my medication." He didn't want to say it but he was going to miss her too. His mom may not have been great but at least she cared about him.

"I know, but it just won't be the same without you here."

"And we won't have an extra pair of hands to help us out around the shop." Richard said in another attempt to guilt his son.

It wouldn't work though. He wouldn't let it.

Taking another deep breath he broke off his hug from his mom and gave them a small smile. "Well guys, we really should be going, we have to make it to the leasing office before they close."

"Okay." His mom said giving her son one last kiss. "See you in a few weeks Tweek."

"Yeah, I'll see you guys."

Once the two of them were in the truck Craig raised an eyebrow over towards the blonde who's breathing was now heavy. "You okay honey?"

Nodding Tweek brushed his hair from his face and pulled the top back to put it up so he wouldn't pull it. "I'm fine. That was just… hard? I don't know man, it's weird."

"Do you want to talk about it?" Craig asked as he stopped the car.

"No, at least, not yet. I think I need to figure out how I'm feeling. You know what I mean?"

"Yeah." Craig gave a half breath half laugh. "I get it."

As Craig was getting ready to put his truck in park Tweek reached over and placed his hand on Craig's to stop him. "Wait." Tweek lifted himself up just enough to pull out the card he's been holding to since graduation. "Here."

Craig took the card and stared at it for a minute. "I thought you forgot about this."

"Nope." Tweek leaned back in his seat. "I've kept it on my person every day since I made it. I just kind of kept it a secret."

Craig smirked, and laid the card down in his lap. "Let's go someplace else first. I don't think your house is really a great place to start the rest of our lives."

Tweek shrugged. "I think it's a great place to start. You should read it."

"Okay." Craig nodded. "Alright." Opening the envelope Craig pulled out the card. The front of it had a painting of the two of them laying in the field watching the night sky, but the stars were each replaced with little guinea pigs creating constellations of hearts and stars. A laugh escaped Craig's lips as he stared at the card. "I didn't know you could paint."

"Well, you have the rest of your life to learn things about me." Tweek said leaning over to lay on Craig's shoulder. "Read it."

"Okay, okay. Geez, you're so fucking bossy."

Craig,

When Mrs. Anderson set you up to tutor me I was terrified. You had the reputation of this big scary dude who didn't take shit from anyone and at that point in my life I thought I was the definition of shit. When you took my phone to give me your number I thought you were going to break it. When I came to your house to study and you were throwing stuff into the back of your truck I thought you were going to kill me. I don't know what made me get into your truck. I don't know if you pointing to the sky and saying "to the stars!" is what did it, or if something in me told me it was okay to trust you. But I'm happy I did.

You didn't only teach me about space. You taught me that even if I'm broken that I'm not worthless. You taught me that sometimes the glue you think that's keeping you together is just tape that moments away from falling apart. If it wasn't for you I would still be the mindless zombie boy barely coasting through life.

Granted, telling me to stop taking my pills when I clearly need to be on some wasn't the greatest thing.

I kept telling myself you were being nice to me because you had to be. Because if you weren't and I failed that test then you would have wasted your time and you'd be pissed. Then you punched the shit out of Cartman on my behalf and I knew that our friendship was real.

And so were my feelings for you.

Then before I knew it you were gone.

Not that I noticed, because after everything that happened I was back on my pills and in a way, I was gone too.

Then when Clyde told me you were gone everything hit me all at once. It was my turn to save you. I don't know what overcame me but I needed to get to you and so I just started walking. I don't know how long I was out there or what the temperature was, all I know was that when I found you it didn't matter that my toes felt like ice, or that my shirt was soaked from the snowfall. All that matter was that I found you and you were alive.

Again, you offered me a kindness that I felt like I didn't deserve. You gave me your hat, a clean shirt, your sweater. Then you confided in me. That meant a lot, because before then no one did that. You trusted me and it helped me learn to trust you.

But then I broke that trust, and broke your heart, which in turn broke mine too.

I'm sorry for that.

I should have been honest with you about what I was doing with Kenny. I just didn't know what you would think about me smoking pot and I thought that maybe if I did it in secret it wouldn't matter because I thought that helped my anxiety. I mean it did, kind of. In the moment, but once the high was gone those feelings came rushing back and it wasn't helping like I wanted it too.

Anyways, I'm sorry because if I didn't do that then maybe when I was using Kenny as practice to tell you I loved you then it wouldn't have ended like it did.

Durning our time apart though I kind of got my shit together.

I tried yoga, but it was the same thing with the pot. A temporary fix. It did however give me the chance to know Kyle and become his friend.

I told my dad off and was able to put my foot down about somethings which got me help at the shop.

Oh, and I talked to my mom and got on the right medication. You knew that though

I guess what I'm saying is that in our time apart I grew to become a better person, someone who is functional, at least somewhat

Now, we are back together and you are still blowing me away with how fucking great you are! You knew I wanted to leave town and instead of making me go alone you dropped everything to come with me. When I was scared because I wasn't sure what to do, or how we were going to do it you did everything. You took care of everything.

Just like you always do.

I don't know what I did to deserve someone as great as you in my life but I am happy I have you.

Everything might not turn out like we planned it. We might crash and burn. We could break up again. This could be the biggest mistake of our lives. It doesn't matter though, because I will always be grateful for you and everything you have put on the line for me.

I love you Craig Tucker, and I can't wait to start the first day of the rest of our lives.

Love forever,

Tweek

Craig's cheek was caved in from him sucking on it as he read the letter. Pulling his hat off he brushed his fingers through his hat and put the hat on Tweek and patted it. Tilting his head Tweek stared at dark haired boy in confusion. Was he going to say anything? Did he not like it? Oh God, he didn't like it. As Tweek's mind started to spiral into dark thoughts Craig's hands found his cheek. "Can I tell you something?" His deep blue eyes focused on Tweek's green ones, and once he got a nod of confirmation, Craig let out a soft breath. "I've made a lot of mistakes in my life. I'm not always the best at talking about my feelings, or being a good person. I've pissed off a lot of people, and I can be a real dick, but you Tweek. You have never been a mistake. From the moment you stepped into my life everything changed for me. For as long as I can remember all I felt was a bitter nothingness. Then, you came along. I was so happy when I was asked to tutor you because it meant I had a reason to talk to that cute boy who sat across the room, but I didn't expect it to turn into anything. I didn't expect it to turn into this." Craig kissed him again, resting his forehead against Tweek's. "You taught me how to feel again Tweek. Happiness, sadness, fear, all of it came back to me because of you."

Tweek's cheeks puffed up as he watched Craig trying to find the words to say. When he couldn't find any he just blew out a raspberry with a stifled laugh. "That's so fucking gay Craig."

Craig raised an eyebrow as he moved away from him. Grabbing his letter he tossed it at Tweek. "Look who's talking cock jockey."

Laughter filled up the vehicle as Craig pulled out of the driveway. "Are you ready for this babe?" Craig asked reaching over to grabbed Tweek's hand.

"Yeah." Tweek nodded. "I am."

A/n: Okay!

There ya have it. My story is complete.

I'm so sorry it took forever to post, but I wanted to really make this something. Plus I work like 24/7 so it's hard for me to find time to write.

Anyways, I really hope you guys enjoyed my story and I hope I ended it okay for you!

I love you all and thank you for your continued support!