My first story is creek (Craig X Tweek) yes,this is yaoi,don't like it dont read.
(The whole story will be told in Craig's point of view)
All You Need Is Love (yep,isnt it yet another crappy title???)
Note* (if you wish to flame me or in other words wrote negative reviews, please be kind!!)
Ch1: Craig the Sociopath
Nope. Nothing at all. I could never have any feelings,that's why I'm here. I live in South Park's mental institution,with my cell mate Clyde Donovan. Clyde is addicted to tacos and I'm a sociopath,which means I have no feelings. Well, I have some,but I can't feel them. I always have a blank face. I almost never have any emotion. The only time I remember me having emotion was when I cried as my parents let these "people" to throw me in this cell. My cell is special. I have a t.v,stereo,karaoke machine,Wii,Xbox,play station,bathroom,silky bed,coffee machine,with unlimited cups,and a churro/taco machine. Sadly for Clyde,he found out how to work the taco machine (as stupid as he is) and well,had a taco fever party meltdown. Sadly for me, I have no taco machine and no cell partner. The last time I saw Clyde wads when the guards pulled him away into a cell with a black kid named Token. They gave Clyde some sleepy-time medicine,cleaned him up,and left him on his new cell bed to wake up the next morning. The guards told me that I would be getting a new cell partner named Tweek Tweak. They told me that Tweek was crazy and addicted to coffee. I thought of my coffee machine and hid it somewhere where they couldn't find it. I kind of wanted the coffee boy to drink coffee to calm himself down. The guards couldn't find it,I was relieved. I cleaned up my cell and turned on the t.v to watch my favorite show Red Racer. I watch it everyday. Why I have all of this stuff in my cell, well,the doctors thought all of this stuff would make me happy. They think it's working because when ever I watch Red Racer,I put on a fake smile,so they wouldn't take all of my stuff away. Well,coffee boy is coming tomorrow and I don't want to meet him being sleepy,so I turned off the t.v,got ready for bed,and thought of things. As I climbed into my silky covers with my Red Racer pajamas on,I thought of coffee boys name: Tweek Tweak. It's a homonym. That's nice,now this guy has nice name. Plain and simple,just the way I like it.
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