Monday

Tweek's Pov

On Monday the nice boy from the hospital name Craig walks me to school. He talks about something called "Rad Racer" or something like that and space and his hamster. I wasn't really listening. But he was nice, REALLY nice actually. He held my hand all the way there. His hands were warm and he made me feel safe.

When we got to school three boys came up to us.

"S-s-sup T-Tweek, s-sup Craig" the boy with the crutches and yellow shirt said. How did he know my name?

"Sup dudes" the slightly cubby boy and the boy in the purple shirt with a capital "T" printed on the front say in unison.

"Uh.. hi" I wave, trembling nervously.

They all look at each other confused until Craig pulls them aside.

Craig's Pov"Hey guys.... Something bad happened."

Clyde, Tolkien, and Jimmy look worried and confused.

"W-w-what do you m-m-mean man?" Jimmy asked.

Craig sighs. "Tweek hit his head this weekend and lost his memories."

The three boys look at each other and start laughing.

"Good one Craig you almost got me." Said Tolkien.

Craig yells and his eyes fill with tears. He hates crying in front of people so he doesn't let them fall. "I'm serious!" He says, his voice breaking.

The other boys realized he was telling the truth and quickly became sorrowful. Clyde starts crying, Tolkien comforts him.

"S-so he d-doesnt *sniff* remember u-u-us" Clyde manages to get out before continuing to sob harder.

Craig look down at his feet "no he doesn't.... But I have a plan."

Tweek's PovThe boys have been gone for quite a while but they finally return, all introducing themselves,

"Hi T-t-tweek I'm j-Jimmy"

"And I'm Tolkien!"

The cubbyish boy who has clearly crying says through sniffles. "*sniff* And I'm Cl- *sniff* -yde

All of them seemed so familiar yet he couldn't figure out why.... Especially Craig it feels like he's someone that he's known all his life and who has always been by his side but for some reason can't remember anything about him. He's also really handsome and charming. I think I like him the most out of the three boys.

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We all start walking to class together when fat kid in a red jacket comes up to them with three other boys one in an orange parka covering his face, another wearing a green hat with curly red hair peeking under it, and the last one in a brown jacket and blue and red Pom-Pom hat.

"HEY FAGGOTS!" the fat boy says loudly.

"It's my faaavorite set of gays, Tweek and Craig. Are you guys gonna make out or something? If so I want videos." Then he laughed an annoying fat laugh, thinking what he just said was so funny. His other friends didn't laugh

This fat kid was really pissing me off. Me and Craig aren't Fags! Do we look like we drive motorcycles?? And why does he think we're dating? Without thinking I quickly swung at the piece of lard and he fell down like a building being condemned. Realizing what I had done I panicked.

"GAH! OH MY GOD! DID I KILL HIM?!?"

My friends just look at me not really knowing what to do or say.

The fatty gets up. "AYE! What the fuck was that fag! That fucking hurt! Come on guys let's go." He walked any with his friends who where as equally shocked as my friends— which I didn't even know I had. But soon my panicking wore off because something popped into my head, like I had just been told something very important... I love boxing! Punching that fat kid felt so good! I remember now! I've always loved boxing!

Craig's PovI'm still in shock from what just happened but my shock is abruptly interrupted by Tweek grabbing me by the shoulders and jumping up and down.

"I DID IT CRAIG I REMEMBER!"

I beam. Hoping he remembers me. "What do you remember?" I say with enthusiasm.

"I Love Boxing!!" He says excitedly

I'm a little disappointed but this is good. This is progress. I smile at him. He lets go of my shoulders and skips off to class exclaiming to everyone he passes,

"I love boxing!! I have my own punching bag at home! And boxing gloves!"

I smile at Clyde, Tolkien, and Jimmy, they all smile back.

"This won't be as hard as I thought." I say to no one in particular.