That's My Tutor

Empty Spaces

"Oh my god." Craig snorted, the laugh sending him forward slightly in his seat, looking back at Tweek with a smile and a gentle nod. "You're precious"

"What?" Tweek turned his body fully in his chair to look at Craig, giving him a full view of his slightly ticked face that consisted of a pout and downturned brows. "He isn't!"

Craig laughed again. "Sure, I believe you. He's the worlds biggest angel."

Tweek fumed and hit at Craig's arm. "Obviously no one is, but he isn't an asshole."

"How so?" Craig asked with a smug smirk.

Tweek then raised his head, his nose poking up as he began the list. "Well, he is apart of The Students with Earth Initiative."

"Aw, how cute? He takes pictures of himself with a tree?" Craig asked sarcastically.

Tweek gave a glare. "No, he helps the school find better ways to cut back on waste and carbon emissions."

"Hmm." Craig hummed thoughtfully before saying. "So he does nothing? Because that's what the school does for the environment."

Tweek huffed. "No. He helped make it mandatory for teachers to print double-sided so there would be less paper-waste."

"Wow, I'm so glad." Craig smiled cheerfully.

Tweek glowered for a moment before he perked up in his seat. His butt wiggling like an excited dog's as he tried to get his counter-point out. "He's also on Shoes Around The World. They give away old shoes to underprivileged youths."

"Ah yes." Craig sighed out. "I'm sure Tiny Tim is walking around in Tolkien's old Gucci loafers."

Tweek snorted at the joke, trying his best to keep in his amusement. "That's not funny." The statement not convincing Craig as Tweek held back his infamous, bitten lip smiles. Small giggles getting through the barriers of lip and teeth. After seeming to regain his composure, Tweek straightened his posture to its usual poise and said. "Did you know 300 million kids around the world are without shoes?"

"No, I didn't." Craig shook his head with his answer, giving a moment of serious thought to the sad fact. Then he looked at Tweek with a single raised eyebrow. "But wanna know who does have shoes?"

Tweek bit his lip, shaking his head in a pleading way. "Don't say it."

"Tiny Tim."

Tweek started to laugh again, the mediocre joke hitting somewhere deep in his gut as he threw his head back to laugh. Craig even letting his sarcastic smile slip to laugh with Tweek. Their shoulders falling together in a mutual leaning, Tweek's head bumping into Craig's as they collided. Both of them having the strange sensation to savor the moment of contact, relaxing against each other as their giggles faded away. Tweek's head gently relaxing into Craig's shoulder and Craig's jaw just barely grazing the fluff ball of hair below it.

"I hate you." Tweek sighed out.

Craig smiled. "Loyal as ever, Babe."

Tweek elbowed at Craig's side, lifting his head with a happy scowl. He looked at Craig and shook his head at the fellow teen. Completely amused and annoyed by his antics. Wondering further about the weird feeling in his stomach as he stared back at Craig. 

Maybe he should eat less dairy.

"Oh!" Tweek said suddenly interrupting the silence they were having. "He is also apart of fretted friends. He teaches kids to play the ukulele for free." He gave a dignified smirk that read as 'checkmate'.

Craig scoffed, feeling disappointed by the subject return. "Yeah, I'm real impressed. He can play a mini-guitar."

"I'd like to see you try." Tweek said with the new smugness, the battle's victory being heavy in his words.