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Kenny scoots away a little and Tweek sits next to him, thanking Kenny with a smile, "what're my favorite guys doing all alone at this table by themselves?" he asks, "Talking," Craig replies. Tweek takes a bite off a cookie he got for them, "'bout what?" "Stuff," Tweek doesn't understand the secrecy of whatever they were talking about earlier, but he decides not to push. If it was something that important Craig would've already told him. "Aren't you gonna ask what kinda stuff?" Kenny reaches and gently tears his hands away from Tweek's cookie, taking it which upsets the other blond- yet he doesn't seem to mind as Tweek reaches for another cookie. "What kinda stuff?" Tweek asks, mimicking Kenny's voice. "Uh-" Craig doesn't like this. Doesn't like the uncertainty of it- he isn't used to being not prepared for an answer to any question- he thought they weren't going to tell Tweek anything about this whole drug ordeal until they were absolutely sure of it- what the hell was Kenny on this time? "You." Kenny tells Tweek, (Craig lets out a relieved breath,) and it makes him blush almost immediately, "Me? You were talking about me?" "Yeah?" "Wha- what about me?" "About how you're the best boyfriend in the whole wide world!" (This is a Craig Tucker/Tweek Tweak/Kenny McCormick fanfiction)
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