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×Tweek×

I swept the floors of the shop as my parents did most of the serving work. I kept reliving every moment that had happened from leaving Theatre to walking here alone. Token and Clyde has probably told someone something and I didn't want to deal with anything. "Hey, you good coffee boy?" Firkle asked as they entered the store. Michael ordered as Pete, Firkle, and Henrietta took a seat in a booth near me. "Oh yeah i-im fine" I said looking away. "Words gotten around some poltergeist kicked Clyde's and Tokens ass. Is it true?" Henrietta asked intrigued. "I don't know what you're talking about" I simply replied. "Bullshit Tweek, you've been talking to a 'friend' recently and we four know you have that ghost up your sleeve" Pete said flipping his hair away. "I don't know what you're talking about?" I repeated, shaking slightly as the broom sweeping filled the shop. "They said his name is Craig, and if it's that asshole Craig Tucker that got in that car wreck wit-" My eardrums practically bursted as a ringing kept replaying itself. I couldn't hear the rest of anything, I fell to the floor holding my head as everything went blurry and normal. Slowly changing my scenery.

When I looked up I saw Craig, like human like Craig. He stood in front of... I stood up as he talked with no sound coming out of his lips. He talked to me. He was recently injured I could tell. He has bruises, cuts, and wrap on him. He seemed to lean on his right leg. His eyes were becoming watery and red as he continued to silently talk to me. " - Eek.... Ake up- THIS ISN'T FAIR!" He screamed. I jumped at his booking voice as he fell to his knees. "Wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up. Tweek please wake up" Craig begged. I breathed in and closed my eyes. When I opened them Craig stood over me as I layed in bed. "Are you alright? You passed out at the shop" Craig said staring at me. "Tucker" I whispered. "You're name is Craig Tucker" I said sitting up. "Wait what?" He asked confused. "Your name is Craig Tucker, and I have a computer to help look that up for me. I quickly got out of bed as Craig tried to stop me.  "Wait wait, how do you know it's my name?" He asked as he stood between me and my computer. "I-I... I just do ok?" I said knowing I can't give a real answer. He sighed out in  frustration and moved out of the way.

"Now then... To look up Craig Tuck-" Another wave of pain pierced me as I got to the t in his last name. I held my head once more as everything became black. "Tweek you ok?" Craig asked as sat in front of Starks Pond. "... What's today?" I asked feeling deja vu. "Thursday" He simply replied. "Something isn't right" I said shaking my head.

"You can say that again"

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