The Bet

Day 7, Part 3

Clyde and Token left the arcade acting very sheepish. "We're sorry you guys didn't have fun, we wanted you guys to enjoy this," Clyde said.

"It's fine, we still had fun, isn't that right Tweek."

A blush spread on Tweek's face, "oh, um, y-yeah."

Token got in the car, "well, what should we do now then?"

Craig glanced down at his phone, somehow it was already ten, "there's a party going on at Kenny's house, we could go there?"

Token turned around to look at both Craig and Tweek, "I promised my parents I wouldn't do any parties this week, but you guys can still go, I should probably go home anyway."

"I'll go to your house with you," Cyde said without a hint of question in his statement. "So I guess I'll just drop you guys off at Kenny's."

Craig looked over to Tweek to make sure he was fine, and when he couldn't see anything obviously wrong with him he spoke, "yeah, sounds good,"

In no time at all they were getting out of the car in front of Kenny's house. The music was blaring and there were drunk teenagers everywhere. Kenny's parties were always good.

Craig glanced at Tweek to make sure he was fine again, he definitley did not want a repeat of earlier, especially at a party like this. Before they even got inside they were both handed red solo cups full of what Craig could only assume was some sort of bad mixture of miscallanious alchohal and fruity juice.

They both got in and immediatly lost each other in the crowd. Craig was worried for Tweek of course but the more alcohal he consumed the less woried he got. He was having a great time jumping up and down to music and chat about random things with random people when he heard a loud commotion coming from the kitchen. Craig, ever the curious one, decided to investigate.

When Craig arrived in the kitchen he was shocked to find Tweek doing body shots with Kenny. Craig was conflicted on how to feel because on one hand it made him happy to see Tweek having a good time, on the other hand, he was doing body shots, with Kenny, which was wrong on so many levels.

Before Craig had enough time to properly decide what to feel, Tweek had noticed him and was trying to wave him over. "Craig, come do body shots with me," Tweek said while giggling.

Craig rolled his eyes affectionately, "I think I'm good."

Then any sort of affection was sapped out of Craig when Kenny wrapped an arm around his shoulder, "aww, come on Craig, your boyfriend wants to do a body shot with you, are you seriously going to deny that face?"

"No."

Tweek narrowed his eyes and scrunched up his face in annoyance, "that's no fun."

"Don't worry Tweek, that just leaves more for me."

Tweek started laughing as if he just heard the funniest thing ever and then collapsed on the ground for seemingly no reason. And Craig decided that this was when he needed to intervene. He gently grabbed Tweek by the waist, and picked him up somehow even with his sprained ankle. "It's time to go home."

Tweek started thrashing trying to fight Craig albeit badly, "nooooo, I want to stay."

"You say that now but when you wake up alone in a house you don't know and not remembering anything you're going to regret it, trust me I know from experience. Besides, your parents are going to get worried."

"How are you guys going to get home?" Kenny sounded as if he actually cared and for once Craig didn't feel like punching him in the face.

"I'll probably try to text Clyde and Token, I feel bad making them worry but I have no better options at the moment."

Kenny nodded slowly then looked at Tweek who at this point stopped fighting Craig and was just draping himself over Craig. "You guys just be safe okay?"

Craig nodded, "thanks."

Then Craig led himself and Tweek outside sitting on the steps in front of the door. The party as still going strong but there was definitely less people than earlier. Craig reached for his phone and starting texting Clyde.

Tweek's wasted, will you drop us off at his house?

Yeah, of course.

Craig was suddenly really appreciative of the fact that Clyde was always on his phone. "How are you holding up Tweek?"

Tweek said something unintelligible and just cuddled into Craig more, gripping his jacket intensely. Craig felt bad for getting Tweek so drunk, at least he wouldn't be lost, confused, and alone like Craig was the first time he got drunk.

Suddenly he heard honking, he looked up noticing Clyde's truck right in front of him. He scooped Tweek up bridal style thanking every religious entity in existence that Tweek was so ridiculously light.

Craig gently placed Tweek who was unconscious at this point in the back seat and buckled him up before joining Clyde up front. "Where's Token?"

"Asleep," and that was all the conversation until they finally got to Tweek's house. "Are you sure you want to spend the night with him? His parents haven't even met you yet."

Craig knew that Tweek's parents weren't going to be happy in the morning but he really didn't want Tweek to feel like he's had to before. "Yeah, I'm sure."

He went to go grab Tweek from the backseat to notice that Tweek was awake again. "Do you think you can walk yourself?" Tweek looked up at Craig then down to his feet as if not really understanding what Craig was saying. "I guess I'll just carry you again."

Eventually they made it inside and Craig realized that he's never been inside of Tweek's house before and had no idea where he was going. Except an even weirder realization his him, he did know where he was going.

They arrived at Tweek's bedroom and they immediately collapsed on Tweek's bed. Somewhere in Craig's mind he knew he should probably sleep on the floor, or at least he shouldn't cuddle Tweek, but the body heat felt nice and with that he drifted off to sleep with ease.