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It was a cold night, Craig laid under the inky sky speckled with shimmering stars, one of the only good things about living in a small Podunk town in Colorado was the night view. Being an hour away for Denver and few small towns close to south park meant that there wasn’t much light pollution unless some crazy shit happened again with stan and his gang but tonight didn’t seem like one of those times. It was a Friday night and all the other teens where at a party at Bebe’s house.
The night was cold as usual and the ground was frozen underneath him and the layers of a tarp and blanket to keep away the wetness and keep a little comfort and warmth. At the side of Starks pond but far enough so he wasn’t in the mushy ground. For some reason the stars seemed to shine brighter to him when it was cold outside, beautiful and bright, they always seem to take his breath away. Everyone knew his love for space but he never showed anyone his true passion for it, no this was between him and the stars in the sky. This was the time he could let the indifferent mask slip from his face and be himself.
He lift his hand up as if he could touch them and started to trace the constellations with his index finger starting with virgo. Once he got to Sagitta he stopped and kept his hand in the air as he noticed a tinny star close to it twinkling so fast it almost look a tinny strobe light and then a moment later there was a small flash. The tinny star seemed to disappear few more moments until Craig saw it again and it was moving. He sucked in an excited breath as he realized he was seeing a shocking star, he hadn't seen one sense he was 10 and a small smirk creeped on his face.
“Make a wish.” He deadpanned to himself. If anyone heard him e would have felt stupid but he was alone and didn’t give a damn if he sounded like a kid. Maybe he’d wish for stripe to live a long happy life. Or to get into a decent college and live a nice and boring life. He was too absorbed in his thoughts that he didn’t notice the shooting star getting closer and bigger.
Once his attention was brought back he noticed how close it was to him and he was in awe. Once it broke the atmosphere it seemed to sparkle and as he watched the star falling it felt like time stopped. His trance was broken when he saw the forest it fell into and felt the ground give a small tremble. It was the forest to the west of Starks pond and Craig could see some trees set aflame.
“What the fuck?” he breathed.
Sitting up so fast his head felt light, Craig started to quickly gather up his blanket tarp combo and his phone and started to sprint to his little black truck. He almost face planted in the snow a few times from the lack of tread on his converse.
Now usually Craig wouldn’t want anything to do with something this weird, not sense Peru. But this was different. It wasn’t crab people, zombie Nazis or giant man eating guinea pigs. This is just a fallen star, and the thought of having his own chunk of space rock was like a dream come true.
He jumped into the drivers seat and stumbled with his keys until he was finally able to start his truck, starting down the dark old dirt road leading to the forest outside of town. It was a short drive to get close enough to the few burning evergreen trees, luckily it was winter so the snow would keep the fire from spreading. He walked about 15 minutes into the forest following the glow of the fire until he was right there and stumbled across a crater that was still hot from the impact. The snow around the area was melted and left small puddles around the edge of the indent in the ground. And other trees where laying broken.
Walking to the edge of the crater to get a better view Craig shown the flash light of his phone down and what he saw wasn’t something he'd every imagined to be there. He was expecting a rock small enough he might be able to take home with him but not this.
Down at the bottom, laying limp was a guy with blonde hair about his age and it looked like his head was bleeding. A weird survival mode hit him as he stuffed his phone into the pocket of his blue jacket and jumped down the crater which luckily was about five feet deep on the side he was on. As he quickly went to the boy he notice his flashlight was still gleaming on him but then he realized the light wasn’t from his phones flashlight, it came from the boy.
He knelt down to check if he was still alive and found his pulse and breathing where there. Next was the head wound, he lifted his head and checked the back and sides and then went to his forehead, as he lifted the slightly bloody bangs up he found it. It was a cut just below his hair line about an inch in length but looked shallow enough not to need stitches. He was fine, seemingly unconscious but fine.
Craig sighed as he flopped on his back side feeling the after effects of the adrenaline from finding him set in. He was light headed and had to grab his head to stabilize himself and when he opened his eyes again is when he was able to get a good look at the boy on the ground. He was a slender guy with pale skin and golden hair that seemed to stand out in every direction as if it had a mind of its own. He had plump pink lips that looked a little chapped and long dark eyelashes that contracted against his skin and a button nose. His light green clothes looked like pajamas made out of a shinny silk like material and hung loosely from his body. In all Craig found this boy to be very beautiful and remembered, oh yeah he’s glowing!
How the fuck did he get out here? Craig wondered. Did he fall in looking for the star too? But that doesn't explain why he’s only on pajamas in winter and where the FUCK is this light coming from?
The glow coming from him was mesmerizing to Craig. It was a soft white glow that seemed to light up every feature on the boy. Slowly he moved his hand towards the sleeping boys glowing face and softly touched him on the cheek just to see if he was real, and sure enough he was. After a moment, that would have been awkward if he wasn't so entranced by the strange glow, he felt movement under his hand.
“Grrrnnnnh" a pained moan came from the boy and he shifted to bring his hands towards how head. That snapped Craig out of it and he flinched his hand back cursing himself under his breath. What was that?
With heave eyes, that looked to be glowing like his body but with a bright emerald green, the boy on the ground slowly sat up and once he came to and his eyes adjusted he looked around confused. As he shifted his head towards Craig and finally notice he wasn’t alone his eyes became wide with shock and fear.
“GAHHHHHHHH!" A high pitch scream came from him as he grabbed fists of his hair.
Craig leaned backward cringing and covered his ears from the assault. “shit.” He hissed out in surprise and a little pain.
“Wh-who ARE YOU?” he stared to shake and looked around franticly. “What are you doing here? WHY AM I HERE!?” he tried to scramble backwards but seemed incapable of doing so.
Craig couldn’t tell if the shaking was from the cold that started to come back or from being scared. Probably both he figured.
“I should be asking you that.” He dead panned back “I was looking for a shooting star and found a guy bleeding and passed out in a hole.”
“blee-bleeding?” he stuttered looking confused. His hands loosened from his hair and he found the blood had stained his left hand.
“G-GAHH NO THISCANTBEHAPPENING!” He screamed again and it made Craig flinch but not as bad as the first surprise scream.
“Dude, calm down. It’s just a scratch. Nothing life threatening.” He awkwardly tried to calm down the frantic guy by him. He wasn’t used to comforting people, the most he ever did was help a crying snotty nosed Clyde at arms length while patting his shoulder or giving his little sister Trisha a awkward sibling hug. ”But anyway, why are you here? Where you looking for the fallen star too? Did you find it?” Maybe small talk would help?
“OH JESUS. I Grr FELL.” He squeaked back. He didn't notice before but the shaking made the glow coming from him flicker and something strange clicked in his head.
“You wouldn't…. Happen to be the star. Would you?” he felt like an absolute moron to ask someone such a stupid question but then again, this town is South Park.
“N-no shit, man. O-oh oh Jesus! You’re going to cut out my heart and eat it just like in those old stories they told us!” The boy squeal at him shivering and curling back into a ball.
“Chill. No one’s going to cut out and eat your heart.” He slightly snapped back.
“yo-you wont?” he looked back up from his little ball in surprise and his eyes started to dim and unfocused.
“Nope.”
His head started to sway “Oh God….” Was all he said before he slumped back to the ground.
Well shit. He passed out again. Craig thought as he rubbed the bad of his neck. He could feel the cold start to sink into his jacket and if he could feel it he could only imagine how cold the guy before him was.
Worried he thought over his options. Option one was to leave the guy in the crater and freeze to death or get found by some other random person and who knows what they would do to him. He didn’t like that option, he wasn’t that big of an asshole and the thought made his stomach sink.
So he decided to go with the second plan, take him back with him. Sure, he didn’t know the guy but something about him made him feel like he needed to protect him. So with that he shifted to his knees and pulled his jacket of and carefully wrapped it around the unconscious boy, it was a bit baggy on him but it would help keep him warm for a little. He slipped his arm underneath him and picked him up bridal style, thanking his brawny genes he inherited from his parents and made his way to the sloped side of the crater and walked out. It was a good thing (Craig though it was weird that he was happy about it) that the boy was back to a soft glow because with his hands full of a teenage guy he would have been able to hold his phone for the flashlight.
He started to pick up his pace to keep himself, warm being careful not to trip and drop the guy. It took him less time to get back to his truck than I took to find the crater but when he finally saw his truck in the moonlight he almost sprinted the last bit. Once he got to the passenger door he awkwardly leaned back and balanced the blonde shivering on his shoulder and used his fee hand to pull the door open. He slid him on the seat and shut the door, running around the front he slipped on some ice and landed on his ass, cursing getting up with a wet ass he made it to the drivers side. Once he was inside he started the truck and jacked up the heater letting the heat soak in. Once he felt the shivers subside he started back down the road leading to Starks pond.
Little over half of the way there the blonde started to stir in his seat, his green eyes fluttered open and he slowly looked around.
“You're awake.” Craig said, peeking at him from the corner of his eye.
“Where a-are you tak-taking me?” he asked. Once he looked down at the blue jacket on him and the sleeves tied in a loose knot on his chest. His Eyes widened and he wiggled in his seat. “YOU T-TIDED ME UP?! JESUS! ”
“What the hell are you-" he started off confused but then suddenly realized what the skinny blonde was taking about once his eyes saw his jacket. “Oh, fuck, n-no. This was just to keep you warm.” He reached his right arm out and pulled the base of one sleeve out of the knot letting the other fall free. “ See? I promise.”
“O-oh." He seemed to calm down at that action.
“So. Uhhhh…. What's your name?” smooth. He cringed at himself.
“I'm… My na-name’s Tweek.” He said back uncertain.
“you're… what?”
“Tweek. My name is Tweek!” Tweek spat back defensively.
“Oh, Tweek. Craig. I’m Craig.” God social skills suck. He thought. “So how did you get here? Do you have somewhere you can go to?”
“I-I fell. I d-don’t think I can go home. I ha-have nowhere to go.” Tweeks breath started to hitch and his eyes where watering.
They sat in an awkward silence for a few moments while Craig tried to find something to say. Tweek was trembling and tears streaked down his face.
“they're going to after me and they’re going to get me and cut me open and eat my heart and then my parent will never know what happened to me and I won’t be able to ever see them ever again and then…” Tweek kept going on and on whispering to himself. His eye would twitch randomly and his hands went back into his dried blood matted hair.
“Hey. So you can stay at my house till… things settle down. This is South Park so other people are probably going to try and figure out what the crash was. And knowing this town, it’s probably going to be annoying and trouble. So if you want I can hide you till things blow over. I mean, uh if that’s okay with you.” He asked staring forward drumming the steering wheel.
He sat quiet for a few moments “Okay. Yeah. I-I don’t have much of a choice, but thanks man.” A small sad smile was on tweeks face as he looked at Craig.
“Okay, cool. And I uh I'm sorry about whatever this is you’ve gone though.” He rubbed the back of his neck trying not to blush. He was bringing home to hide a random guy that fell from the sky. It’s a good thing his family wasn’t home for the weekend because it’s going to take more than a few minutes to come up with a story.
They stayed in silence for the rest of the ride to Craig house. Once they got to his house he turned to truck off and sat in the dark and more awkward silence until he finally spoke up. “We're here.”
“Gah!” he seemed to have startled Tweek out of his thoughts as he squeaked. “O-oh okay. I guess so…”
“Well let’s go.” Craig said as he summed up all the courage he had and opened his door. He could hear Tweek follow his lead and a moment later he heard about her high pitched ‘gah!’ and something falling in the snow.
He quickly went to the passenger side and found tweek face first in the snow pushing himself up with his arm. Now this would have been pretty comical if it was anyone else, like Clyde for example he would probably laughed at him calling him a dumb ass and walk away, but this was tweek. He quickly went to his side.
“Dude what happened?” his nasally voice asked and he help Tweek right himself.
“My legs. Why can’t I walk?!” he started to freak out again.
“Did the fall paralyze them?” Craig asked in a slight worried town.
That made Tweek pause. “N-no, no it must be the gra-grrrr gravity.”
Craig didn’t know what he meant by that he was tired, cold and it had been a long day full of weird surprises so he decided to skip over some things for now.
“Shit,” He sighed “I guess this can’t be helped again.“ He said as a blush came calling across his face trying not to make eye contact.
“Whaa-AAAAHHH!” He yelled as he was lifted up in the bigger boys arm bridal style again but awake. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING??!”
“Carrying you. You’re legs aren’t working right now and if you keep squirming around you'll fall.” Craig said with a grumpy tone to cover up the fluster he felt inside.
Tweek was quiet in his arm but still twitched and had embarrassed frown on his face and red cheeks. Craig couldn’t tell if it was from the cold or not.
“My family’s not home for the weekend so I guess you can have my room.” He said opening the front door and walking in. “I'll sleep on the couch down here.”
“O-okay…” Tweek twitched.
And so that’s how Craig Tucker got into this situation. Carrying a pretty, shinning, blonde boy that feel from the sky up his stairs, looking like a fucking newly wed couple. Blushing harder and cursing to himself about thinking something so weird and stupid.
I really need to get some help for this tomorrow…. Craig thought opening his bedroom door.