Tweek sat on the bench outside the high school and sipped on his coffee. Tweek was a junior this year, it had been a long stressful day, so he just wanted to relax, as

much as he could and drink his coffee. Then three seniors walked outside. "W-what's up freak?" One said, mimicking his stutter. "C-c-coffee-agh-break." Another boy

said. The third guy smacked Tweek's coffee out of his hands and all three of them laughed. "See ya later freak!" They walked away and Tweek sat there, staring at the

brown liquid. Craig, one of Tweek's only friends, walked over and sat next to him. "Hey Tweek." He said. Tweek stared at the ground. Craig frowned then looked over

at the trio of seniors. "If anyone is ever messing with you, come find me." Craig said. "C-craig, am I-I a freak?" Tweek asked. "Hell no. Don't let those bastards get in

your head." Craig said. "I-I better-gmk-g-go." Tweek said. "Want me to walk with you?" Craig asked as he pulled out a cigarette. "S-sure." Tweek said. Before Tweek,

Craig was just a quiet loner. He didn't talk to the kids in town. Honestly, he thought they were all dumbasses. But then Tweek came along. Tweek needed someone

who's calm, and the raven haired stoic seemed perfect for the job. They've been friends ever since the fourth grade. As they walked to Tweek's parents coffee shop,

they saw Cartman, Kyle, Stan and Kenny. Craig was fiddling with his liter, trying to light his cigarette. "You know, smoking is bad for you." Kyle said. Craig rolled his

eyes. "H-he's r-right you know." Tweek said. "Coffee's bad for you too." Craig fired back. The boys continued walking down the street. "Isn't it a bit suspicious that

those two always hangout, just the two of them." Cartman said as they passed them. Tweek stared at Cartman. "Ignore him. He's just a fat dumbass." Craig said.

They stopped at the coffee shop. "Bye Tweek." Craig said. "B-bye." Tweek said.

Craig walked to his locker. "Hey Craig." It was Stan Marsh, "Listen, I'm throwing this sick party on Friday. Do you want to come?" Stan asked. Craig wasn't much of a

socializer, but if he could convince a certain mismatched buttoned shirt blonde to go with him. "Yeah sure." Craig said. Tweek took a sip of his coffee. Last sip before

lunch. He opened his locker and placed the thermos inside. "Hey freak." It was the same seniors from yesterday. The group leader, slammed Tweek's locker shut.

"H-how's it g-going, freak?" one of the bullies asked. "S-stop it." Tweek said. "I t-think we m-made the freak m-mad." They mocked his stutter. "I-I'm-agh-s-serious."

Tweek said. "And if we don't?" The group leader asked. They were moving closer to Tweek. Tweek hestaintly pushed the group leader. He was surprised, but then

lunged forward, grabbing Tweek by his collar and pushing him against his locker. "Who the hell do you think you are freak!" He said, lifting his fist and punched Tweek

on the cheek. Craig walked down the hall and turned the corner. He stopped when he saw the guy beating up...Tweek. Craig dropped all his books and ran towards

the bullies. He grabbed the one punching Tweek and punched him square in the nose. Even though, the bully was on the ground, Craig continued to fight him.

Teachers heard the noise from down the hall and rushed to see what was happening. Craig was on top of a student, punching him repeatedly. The bully's buddies were

long gone and Tweek stood there hugging himself. It took three teachers to get Craig off of the senior and he was dragged to PC principal's office. The bully and

Tweek were sent to the nurse. Craig spent the whole day in the office getting lectured on how it's wrong to use violence, even though PC principal nearly broke a wall

and all afternoon in detention.

Tweek was bombarded with questions about the fight after school. "Did you ever think that those guys were gonna drag

you into the bathroom and gang rape you?" Cartman asked. "W-what? No!" Tweek exclaimed. "Okay. Okay. Calm down, I was just asking." Cartman said, with his

hands up defensively. "Well it was a stupid question fatass. Tweek probably doesn't want to talk about it." Kyle said. "Don't make decisions for Tweek, Kyle!" Cartman

said. Tweek walked to the coffee shop for work. His parents stood there, waiting for him. "We heard about the fight today." Tweek's mom said. "And how some boy

beat up the bullies that beat you up." Tweek's dad said. Tweek looked at the ground, and frowned. "I'm...glad you have good friends." Tweek's dad said. Tweek looked

up, his dad was smiling. Tweek smiled too. He put on his apron and worked until closing, then Tweek and his parents went home. After dinner and homework, Tweek

laid in his bed. "Psst." He heard someone tapping on his window. "C-craig?" He said. "Shush." Craig said, as Tweek opened the window. "Sorry I couldn't walk you

home today. They threw me in detention." Craig shrugged. "I-it's-gmk-o-okay." Tweek said. Craig touched Tweek's bruised cheek. Tears building up in

his eyes. "I'm sorry I wasn't there to protect you." Craig said. "I-I did what y-you told me." Tweek said. Craig raised an eyebrow. "I-I fought b-back." Tweek said.

Craig smiled, "They took away my cigarettes in detention." Craig said as he wiped his tears. "C-cigarettes a-are-agh-gross." Tweek said. "Well so is coffee." Craig

smirked. "You s-s-should go, b-before my p-parents see you." Tweek said. Craig climbed out the window. "Stan's throwing a party on Friday. Will go with me?" Craig

asked. Tweek's parents are going out of town all weekend. "Y-yeah. I'll g-go w-with-gmk-you." Tweek said. He closed his window and watched Craig climb down,

covered by the darkness of night. Tweek put his hand were Craig's once were, and fell back asleep.