Title: Craig's Big Halloween Adventure Totally Sucks.

Author: Mrpointyhorns aka Blemery

Rating: R

Status: WIP

Part: 1/6

Pairings: Slash

Warnings: Slash, Murder, Blood, sexually scenes, character death (kinda?)

Spoilers: Peruvian Flute Bands

Summary: Craig's throwing a Halloween Party. Cartman is not invited. So starts Craig's big Halloween Adventure and it really sucks

Beta: Marlin and Don helped with my crazy world.

A/N: This is a spin off of "Stop the World." The first doesn't have to be read to understand this story, but it does give Craig an even bigger reason to hate Cartman

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by someone else. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

There are problems that friends cause and there are problems that enemies cause, but the worst of all was when problems were caused by both friends and enemies. When friends had problems a friend lent a hand even when they didn't really want to. When an enemy caused problems a person could ignore it easily enough. However, when an enemy caused friends problems, it wasn't easy to ignore.

Craig knew this all too well. He hated problems. He didn't have many of his own. He also tried to help out his friends so that they never had problems arise. So when he had to deal with a problem he knew that it always occurred because of an enemy or both an enemy and a friend. Generally, people knew better not to mess with him, however there was one person that didn't know better. Craig wouldn't admit it, but he felt helpless to control the situation when he caused problems. He was simply too unpredictable. If Craig could admit how helpless he felt, then he might not have been so screwed by him so many times. This time was no different.

It didn't really start at lunch as Craig and Token arrived at their overcrowd table. "Look I need to talk to Tweek about it first." Craig spied Tweek and Clyde sitting in the center of the table with a bunch of other kids. He was looking at Craig with wide eyes. He had two 30 oz. coffees in front of him and a coffee cake. Craig smiled moving down the aisle between the table and the wall. He stopped when he reached Tweek.

Stacey Anderson and Bill were sitting on either side of Tweek. Neither of them were speaking to Tweek directly. Instead, they were talking to other kids at the table. Craig cleared his throat loudly. "Move it."

Tweek jumped and quickly stood up. He stepped away from the bench seat. "Not you, idiot." Craig grumbled grabbing Tweek's wrist before he could flee. Craig set tray of hamburgers and soda down next to Tweek's coffee. Then, he carefully maneuvered them so that they could share the space Tweek had been sitting in and the small amount of room that Bill and Stacey left when the scooted over. Tweek was nearly on Craig's lap, but Craig obviously didn't care as he started unwrap his first burger.

"Seriously?" Clyde waved a hand between the two of them. "Are you allowed to do that?"

Craig looked up at Clyde. He stared at him blankly for a few minutes. Clyde shook his head exasperated. Craig could get away with anything even being openly gay and still the most popular guy in the tenth grade.

"Craig." Tweek touched his wrist. He twisted a little in Craig's lap. It wasn't a full on twitch, but Tweek wouldn't do that with Craig so close to him.

Craig stopped staring Clyde down and turned to Tweek. "What is it, Twee?" He smiled fondly at Tweek. He ignored his food in favor of paying attention to Tweek.

"What did you need to ask me?" Tweek asked. He leaned in closer to Craig so that only he and maybe Clyde and Token who were paying attention to them could hear.

"Well," Craig paused he glanced briefly at Token. Then turned to Tweek. "I want to have a Halloween party at Token's next month. You just have to agree."

"Craig…" Tweek gulped he reached for one of his coffee's the left always the one farther from Craig just in case Craig wanted to share. "You know I don't like Halloween. It's bad enough when people are partying normally, but when they're all dressed up and bobbing for razor disguised as apples it's horrible!" Tweek lowered his voice even more. "I can't tell the freaks from the people in costumes."

Craig nodded. He knew Tweek that well at least, everyone people knew Tweek that well. He reached a hand out to draw little patterns on the back of Tweek's hand, the one not holding the coffee, Tweek had spilled his coffee too many times in surprise for Craig to risk it. "I know it bothers you Tweek. I won't spend that holiday without you. But you remember the back to school party that I had at Token's. You didn't mind it too bad did you?"

"N-no. It was at Token's. He said I could lock my self in any room I wanted if I needed too. But remember the after-game party that Rick had last weekend?" Tweek glanced across the cafeteria. Rick played on Varsity and the seniors didn't mind if Craig and Token joined them at the table, but they didn't really like Tweek and they'd even made Clyde feel uncomfortable at least at lunch. At parties that was another story.

"You did great at that party. Tweek you're really getting use to these things." Craig moved his hand from Tweek's so that he could wrap his arms around him holding him in a loose embrace. "You're getting so sure of yourself and brave and you make me so calm and happy. We're good for each other right?"

"I think so." Tweek said quietly almost in Craig's ear.

"So we should keep doing things together. All things," Craig explained.

Tweek sighed softly. He twisted out of Craig's grasp. "I want to drink my coffee."

Craig smiled and turned back to his hamburgers. Two of them were missing. "Clyde!"

"What?" Clyde looked at him innocently not a bit of hamburger or ketchup anywhere to really incriminate him. Craig glared at him. "What you can't survive on a diet of love."

Token elbowed Clyde in the gut. "I tried to warn you," He said to Craig. He looked towards Tweek and raised an eyebrow. "So?"

"Party's a go." Craig grinned pulling his remaining burgers closer to him.

"Party?" Stacey asked looking up. She grabbed her phone and flipped through it. "I don't see a party on here?"

"I'm posting it up now." Token said hurrying to complete the Facebook and twitter announcement. Clyde clamored for his phone as did a few of the other people at the table. They all stared at the screen. Token set the phone down. "All set."

"Fuck you bitch!" Clyde looked up yelling at Stacey.

"I win." Stacey smiled. "See you at six Craig."

Craig nodded. "Thanks Stacey." He looked at Clyde. "You never beat her you know. Why don't you just let Token put you on the host list?"

"Fuck that I'm not going to be the host of a fucking party. You know I get in to too much shit to do that." Clyde shook his head. "No way."

Token and Craig looked at each other laughing at Clyde together. Since Craig started throwing non-birthday parties back in the seventh grade. They always had them at Token's as he was rich but they were always considered Craig's parties. Token didn't mind. People liked Craig and they came to the parties because they were Craig's. Going to Craig's parties was a status sign. Clyde had never missed a party and as one of their best friends he had an invitation regardless, but since seventh grade he had been in competition with Stacey and almost everyone to be the first person to respond to the party invitations on Facebook. He almost always lost even if Stacey wasn't sitting right next to Craig when he was planning it. Tweek didn't need an invitation either which was good because Tweek was too paranoid to have a Facebook or Twitter account. Craig usually had to get his agreement on a party before he was okay with throwing a party anyway. Even back in seventh grade before they'd been dating Craig didn't like to have parties that Tweek didn't want to go to.

"Craig." Tweek leaned into him.

Craig didn't look up from his hamburger. He did put his arm around Tweek. Tweek twisted (not twitched) into his hold. Craig was use to Tweek's sudden needs for comfort and reassurance. It didn't take much, Tweek just wanted to make sure he was there.

It was quiet until Token groaned and had to put his phone on the table it was vibrating without stop. Tweek moved closer to Craig. "Don't worry Tweek. People are just responding to the party invitation."

"How many people did you invite?" Tweek asked.

"Well, it's a Halloween party. So I invited everyone," Craig explained.

"Everyone?" Tweek's eyes widened and he pulled away from Craig.

"Except Cartman and that kid that carries puppets around with him everywhere," Token explained.

"Oh God!" Tweek looked even more frightened. "You're kidding?"

"No. I know you don't like that kid with the puppets. To be honest they creep me out too." Craig shrugged.

"Yea they freak me out." Clyde shuddered.

"That's not, are you sure it's okay not to invite Cartman?" Tweek asked.

"I'll invite Satan's son before I invite Cartman." Craig firmly said.

"We did invite him." Token pointed out.

"Craig." Tweek whispered.

"No Tweek." Craig said firmly. He hated no one like he hated Eric fucking Cartman. Craig knew Tweek was afraid of Cartman so he tried to appease him. Most of the school was afraid of Cartman in some way. But, Craig's hatred was too consuming. He only knew one kid that rivaled his hatred for Cartman, but Craig was sure his hatred would be higher if he had to hang out with Cartman every day too. Tweek twitched that time. Tweek's fear only made Craig hate Cartman even more.

"It'll be cool Tweek. I diverted Cartman by hinting to him that Denver has one of the top trick or treating neighborhoods in the country." Clyde reassured him.

Tweek stared at Clyde with wide eyes. "What?"

"What, what?" Clyde asked.

"Cartman still trick or treats?" Tweek asked.

"He is a fatass." Token pointed out he shrugged his shoulders staring at his phone which was still buzzing frantically.

"Isn't he old enough to realize how dangerous it is to go door to door knocking on stranger's doors?" Tweek asked.

"I would be more worried for the strangers. Cartman might shit on their doorstep if he doesn't get the chocolate he wants," Craig muttered.

"Yeah nice burn!" Clyde complimented. The other people at the table agreed with light laughter. A few looked over to where Cartman and the people who were forced to eat with him sat.

Tweek even smiled a little. "Okay."

"Good." Craig said. He stretched and then maneuvered Tweek and him out of their partly shared seat. "Let's go."

Tweek grabbed his second cup of coffee and took Craig's hand. "Bye Clyde, Token."

Craig waved at his friends and then led Tweek away. He knew he could talk Tweek into kissing if they got to class early enough.

Nothing more was said about Craig's party for a few weeks. Here and there people would send him or Token a message to clarify information, but other than that. It wasn't a week before the party that anything unusual happened. The problem didn't really start yet, but trouble did start. It started when Craig and his friends were over at Craig's after Token and Craig's football practice. Token wanted to get settled on costumes as the party was getting closer. Craig was nonchalant about his costume and his party as he was about most things.

"You went as red racer last year." Token pointed out to Craig.

Craig was on the floor playing Madden on his XBOX. Clyde was also playing with him. Token had the game for the last couple months and was already tired of it. Tweek thought it was too much pressure to play video games even when Craig let him win. Craig and Clyde were on the beanbag chairs and Token was at the computer. Tweek lay on his bed twitching occasionally.

Clyde snorted. "You mean he's gone as red racer every year for the last sixteen years."

"I'm only 15." Craig mumbled.

"You were growing in your mama's tummy though so I'm sure you were dressed up like him," Clyde jibed.

"Well what are you going as?" Craig turned to look at his friends.

"I'm going as the Burger King guy." Clyde grinned able to sack Craig's quarterback while he wasn't looking. Craig flipped him off and converted the third down.

"Oh god no!" Tweek's eyes grew wide. Craig knew that the closer Halloween came the more nervous it made Tweek even if he had agreed to the party. For Tweek Halloween was simply the worst. Tweek couldn't tell the normal people from the freaks, people poisoned candy so Tweek always check Craig's candy over three times before he decided that they were okay to eat and forget bobbing for apples too many razor blade scares and that was it. "I like Red Racer." Tweek mumbled. Craig grinned that was his boy. "It's consistent." Craig rolled his eyes well he supposed there wasn't a better sign that he needed a costume change then Tweek saying its regularity was comforting.

"I was going to go as a smurf." Token said. Craig knew smurfs were in that year, but he hated the idea of wearing blue paint.

"Smurfs are just blue gnomes!" Tweek groaned his voice muffled by Craig's pillow.

Craig smiled to himself. He hated to admit it, but Tweek's little panics were cute. Tweek was adorable when he was curled up in his blankets trying to hide himself from the world. Or maybe Tweek was just cute when he was in Craig's bed waiting for him. Craig missed the buttons for to make the next pass. "Shit." He glared at Clyde because now he had to take the field goal and he knew that would put him behind Clyde by more than a touchdown.

"They don't have pointy ears or anything and girls will think it's cute." Token explained.

"Is there anyone else?" Tweek asked. He sounded so hopeful. Craig might have to intervene if his friends were going to be things that really bothered Tweek it would be annoying and tick him off.

"What would you have us be?" Clyde asked.

"Well, what about Kingdom Hearts characters?" Tweek asked.

"That's pretty much any Disney Character and Final Fantasy characters." Token pointed out.

Tweek nodded. "I know, but I could be Sora and Craig could be Riku."

"So you want Token and me to be Donald and Goofy?" Clyde asked.

"No, no, no you can be final fantasy characters if you want," Tweek offered.

"I want to be Roxas." Clyde decided right then. "You should be Axel, Token."

"Really?" Token shrugged nodding his head. Craig smiled. He was going to have to reward Tweek for that one it was a good idea and Tweek had thought of it on his own. Although, he didn't think he was much of a Riku looking person, he knew that Tweek that they made a sweet couple. He always pointed out that Riku gave Sora one of the weird fruits at the beginning of the game. Riku says that it's for Sora to give to his crush, but Tweek says he always thought Riku was really giving it to Sora in a round about away so he could confess his love, but not make it obvious. Craig told him to stop thinking so much about a video game plot that Tweek was too nervous to actually play.

"So you want to?" Tweek asked. He sounded so happy and that made Craig smile even more, but he was too focused on trying to catch up to Clyde.

"Su…"

"CRAIG!" Cartman yelled before the door flew open. Tweek yelped.

"What is it Cartman?" Craig asked. He stopped playing his game and stood up from his beanbag chair. He moved to stand somewhat protectively next to his bed. Tweek felt a little better with him there.

"You're having a party on Halloween." Cartman pointed at him his chubby finger wavering a little.

"I didn't invite you, Cartman." Craig wasn't sure if Cartman was here for an invitation or not but he wasn't going to get one.

"Why would I want to go to your stupid party?" Cartman asked.

"Girls, party games, dancing, booze, cupcakes, costumes," Token listed off the top of his head.

"It's Halloween, Token. I realize you may have forgotten since your people will be poking dolls with pins." Cartman waved him off. "Halloween is a day of trick-or-treating not parties. Move it."

"I don't care if you go trick-or-treating. You're not invited." Craig wanted to punch him, but the sound of a nose breaking made Tweek queasy.

"What about everyone else? They have a right to go trick-or-treating too. They feel obligated to go to your party instead of coming with me to get mounds of candy," Cartman explained the entire problem.

"Dude if your friends don't want to hang out with you, that's your problem." Craig flipped him off. "Get out of here. Halftime is over."

"I have the game on pause," Clyde mumbled. He really wanted to see a fight.

"I'm going. This is me leaving. I just wanted to give you a fair chance to back down. Now you're going to have to deal with the consequences." Cartman held up his hands and backed out of the room.

"Craig!" Tweek jumped when he was gone. "You better call him back. Invite him to the party."

"No." Craig shook his head. "Don't worry Tweek. Cartman can't do anything more to us."

"I think your wrong, Craig," Tweek said more serious than his usual freaking out. Craig looked at him for a second. Craig was worried too, but he wasn't going to lose sleep over it. Lucky Craig.