Author's note: I know most fanfiction writers name Craig's little sister, Ruby. But I've searched and her REAL name is unknown and never said on the show. So please don't get mad that I named her a different name xO! Enjoy

Chapter one: New Information

Craig Tucker, a boy of 15, sat on his bed playing with his guinea pig, Stripe. Here's a little background of the two. First, Craig has black straight hair, with a bang that covers the right eye. His a orbs is a shade of cold silver. The raven is tall and slim, but lightly muscled. Craig has a soft spot for Stripe, and it is really not wise to anger the short tempered teen. Though it was one of the reasons he got teased for by his gang.

Stripe is a chubby female guinea pig. Her long hair is grayish blue, with a pure white underbelly. Both eyes are black spotted, one ear and tail are white. Stripe is Craig's living diary, secretly of course. The boy tells his guinea pig everything, which will be seen later. The rodent jogged across the covers to catch the red ball her master had tossed. Craig smiled proudly as Stripe fetched it back. It took him weeks to teach the trick, all that hard work was awarded. Just then, he heard a distinctive knock at his door.

"Come in, Mad." Craig said, knowing his sister's knock. A henna red brunette came in, her brown eyes raking over her brother's poorly kept floor. Mad wore her curly hair in 2 pig tails(A/N: her full name is Madeleine.)

"Craig, mom and dad want us." She informed. The older boy sighed, having his special time interrupted by his someone again. He put Stripe back in her cage, or as Craig likes to put it, burrow. The two siblings went down stairs to the living room. Their mother, skinny with dyed black hair pulled into two Japanese buns. Mrs. Tucker's dark green eyes watching the T.V. Her husband, Thomas, fat with graying brown hair, caught his children coming in. Craig still doesn't know where he got his raven head from, they said it was from his father's grandmother. Mrs. Tucker soon caught them as well.

*Craig's Point of View*

"Ok, you two are familiar with the McCormick family, yes?" My mom started off slowly, already knowing the answer.

"McCormick? You mean Kenny fucking McCormick? Oh yea, I know that crap filled-Ow!" Mad had kicked my ankle to shut me up. I gave the little kid a hard glare, but silently thanked her for stopping me in my profanities.

"Uhm, yes, That family. W-well…well.." My father cut her off.

"Oh for peep's sake Belle! You don't gotta put it out all sweet and honey! Look, the McCormick family will be living with us for a while do to losing their only home."

"WHAT THE F-"

"Craig." Mad had warned me again, I growled.

"So you mean to tell me, that KENNY is going to be living under the same roof as me!" I am outraged. I HATE, HATE, HATE! That little bastard.

"Yes, Craig, Hun, sweet heart, yes." Mom said calmly. "Now I know you don't very much like their younger son, uhm.."

"Kenny? You mean Kenny Dumb-ass McCormick?" I suggested to help her memory.

"Y-Yes, Kenny. But you're gonna have to get along with him while he's here ok?"

"Mom, I can't get 'along' with him! You don't understand he-"

"Listen to your mother boy. You will respect the McCormicks and show them all your love and passion. I want you to kiss their asses while their living with us. By god you will be the most proper creature on this planet, do you understand that?" My dad ordered.

"…Fine." I hissed through gritted teeth, flipping him off. He then returned it, resolving in everyone getting the bird by everyone else. My mom sighed in relief, seeing that all was well, for now.

"Well! Now that's settled, Any questions?"

"I have one. Will they be living with us permanently?" Mad asked.

"OH HELL N-"

"Craig…" My sister glared.

"Ok, ok…"

"Unfortunately, no. Only till things get sorted out. Here's how everything will be. Ms., And Mr. McCormick will be sleeping in the guest room. Karen will be sharing your room with you. Kevin will take your room Craig. And Kenny will stay in the attic…" My mom trailed off in her information. One thing was left out.

"Wait, if my rooms taken, then where am I sleeping?" I demanded.

"…With Kenny…in the attic.." She answered slowly.

"WHAT!" I wanted to scream, but dad gave me a look that told me not to.

"That's right. Kevin is a growing man, unlike yourself. So he needs his private space. And I won't have you sleeping on the couch like we have no space. So within a week, they'll move in and you'll be sharing a room with Kenny. You two can leave now." He dismissed us. Gathering what's left of my maturity, I walked up the stairs trying not to stomp. When I'm sure I have my total privacy, I let it out.

"Oh my fucking Jesus! Stripe do you know what just happened?" I interrogated her, she just blinked her beady eyes at me.

"My parents just informed me that the McCormicks will be staying with us. Not only my house would be intruded by those rats, I'll be in the same room with Kenny in the attic! Don't you know how much I hate that arrogant idiot? GRR!" I really, really despise him. With pure passion. This is why: He's useless. He knows his family is poor and does nothing about it, he could get a damn job but doesn't. All he does is sit in front of the T.V and drink beer and burp. Kenny hidden his face since 3rd grade as if he's better than everyone else and generously now shows it. He's a punk who disappears, at the most, for 5 months and come back acting like nothing change. His friends act the same way. Kenny contributes nothing towards life and he knows it. I hate that he always smiles and laughs. Making jokes and jumping around. How can he be so care free? I hate that it seems like he never felt pain or sadness when he should. I hate that he's more happier than I am. To me, in order to fully love life, you have to hate it first. You have to go through all the hardships and depression to understand the gift of life. Kenny Lazy pants McCormick seems to not even went through any such thing. I suddenly noticed my head was dizzy and realized I had been screaming into my pillow to release my anger. I have trouble handling it. A little better, I turn on my laptop to check if anyone's on the chat site.

TheFinger: Hello?

GameMaster75: Hey Craig my man, wats up?

TheFinger: Clyde, you'd not guess what just freakballs happened!

GameMasta75:….Did u just say freakballs…?

TheFinger: THAT'S NOT THE POINT! Guess who's livin' with me next week?

GameMasta75:…Me? :D

I almost smashed my fist through the screen.

TheFinger: NO you nitwit! Kenny! Kenny the Doob McCormick! And I'm living in the same room as him

GameMasta75: Oh wow man that totally sucks. I hope Ken be ok, you might murder him dude.

TheFinger: Pfft I know.

GameMasta75: Well I got chores to do so I'll cya 2maro at school, ok?

TheFinger: Sure byes.

~GameMasta75 logged off~

~LickMeAllOver logs in~

TheFinger: The fuck? What kind of name is that? Who r u?

LickMeAllOver: I could ask you the same thing. Just know that I have a…..business, that I put myself out here online.

TheFinger: Wait so you're a whore?

LickMeAllOver: I prefer the term prostitute. I'm a good price, 45 bucks an hour? It's tempting.

TheFinger: No thanks…

I don't know who she is, but she seems interesting. I've never met an actual prostitute before.

LickMeAllOver: Your lost. So how are ya?

TheFinger: I cud be better. This guy I hate, Kenny, is moving in with me.

LickMeAllOver: Can't you get along with him?

TheFinger: Never, he could rot in hell for all I care.

LickMeAllOver: Wow…oops someone just pm me and offered 56 cash. Sorry, I'm on my job. Chat with ya l8ter?

TheFinger: Sure, I'll add ya.

LickMeAllOver: Cool, bye

TheFinger: WAIT YOU STILL HAVEN'T TOLD ME WHO YOU ARE!

~LickMeAllOver logged off~

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