Trigger Warnings: Bullying

Words: 1955

Tweek

October 28th, 1:30pm. Saturday.

Me and the other six guys had formed a group chat that Saturday afternoon so we could text before and after school.

*Tweek has joined the chat room

Tweek: Hey guys!

Butter-Scotch: Hi fella! :D

Pan-With-A-Plan: Aw ur name is boring.

Almighty_Jew: At least we can tell who he is! Who are you?

Pan-With-A-Plan: The one and only 😏

TacoMan69: Kenny is that u?

Pan-With-A-Plan: U guessed it, Donovan

Butter-Scotch: KENNY, YOU'RE PAN!? 😱

Pan-With-A-Plan: Hell ya I am 😉

Butter-Scotch: foenelfiwldkwldofnen

Mama_Token: Since when? 🙁

MARSHmallow: What's 'pan' again?

Pan-With-A-Plan: everyone is hot

MARSHmallow: Damn. Shoulda saw that coming.

Almighty_Jew: Hey guys wanna do something after school?

Tweek: Oooh sure!

Butter-Scotch: Yeah! What should we do?

TacoMan69: Movies?

Mama_Token: Who goes to the movies with seven other people?

TacoMan69: I do! 😢

Pan-With-A-Plan: Haha y'all should come to my house

Almighty_Jew: Ew, no way man! 😰

Almighty_Jew: There's rats! 

Pan-With-A-Plan: I'm just teasing, Jew

MARSHmallow: I know! Why don't we go to the amusement park? 🤩

Butter-Scotch: OOOH YES 😆😵

Tweek: I've never been to an amusement park

Butter-Scotch: What!?

Almighty_Jew: Dude, you're missing out!

Mama_Token: you've seriously never ridden a roller coaster or eaten funnel cake before??

Tweek: No? Amusement parks scare me! What if a ride breaks and we all die!? AHHH 😰😵😭

TacoMan69: Dude that never happens

Butter-Scotch: When should we meet up?

Almighty_Jew: Maybe around 4:00?

Pan-With-A-Plan: Sounds good.

Pan-With-A-Plan: does that sparkle with everyone?

Mama_Token: wtf?

MARSHmallow: Dude that's gay

Pan-With-A-Plan: You're gay!

Almighty_Jew: I can confirm this

MARSHmallow: KYLE WTF 😳😳😳

Pan-With-A-Plan: u guys did the nasty, huh? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

MARSHmallow: FUCK YOU

*Almighty_Jew has kicked Pan-With-A-Plan from the chat room

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October 29th, 12:46 pm. Sunday.

"WOOOOOO! WE'RE HERE!" Screamed Butters as we stopped at the entrance of the amusement park. Everyone was smiling big and looked impatient to get inside. But I was nervous out of my mind. I had heard stories of people dying at amusement parks! AH! What if that happens to me!? It could!

When we got through the entrance, the seven of us walked to the side and formed a circle to discuss our game plan.

"So...how should we do this?" Asked Stan.

"I think we should split into groups or something. I think wandering through an amusement park, always being weighed down by others in the group isn't a smart idea." Said Kyle, being the smart one, as always.

We all exchanged looks and nodded. This looked like a good idea.

"Okay, that sounds good." Said Kenny. "Maybe we should meet at around twelve for lunch?"

"Okay. Let's pick our groups."

Me and Butters didn't really have to say anything to determine if we were in a group or not. We were good friends, so I had assumed we would be together.

"I'll be with these two nerds." Said Kenny as he stepped between us, throwing his arms around our shoulders." I giggled nervously as Butters cheered.

"Woohoo! Let's go, team!"

The three is us were off to do our own thing as we wondered through the amusement park. I gulped as I watched people on rollercoasters going round and round or up and down. I was really nervous.

"Don't worry, Tweek. You'll love it here! Even if you don't like the fast rides, I bet you'd love the carnival food or maybe even the ferris wheel!" Butters said with a reassuring smile, "There's lots of fun things to do besides roller coasters!"

Kenny scoffed, "No there isn't."

My friend had groaned at Kenny, "Ken! I'm trying to help him out! And I bet I can name a bunch of things to do besides the rides!"

"I bet you can't even name one!"

It was a challenge now and Butters was getting riled up. I laughed at the two on the sidelines and started to feel more like a third wheel than a third member of the group.

"Why you– I'm just trying to have fun here!" Butters said, glaring at Kenny.

Kenny had sighed and almost face palmed, but resisted and just smiled at Butters, "Hey, relax, Leo. I'm only joking."

Butters turned red at the nickname 'Leo'. I guess no one had ever called him by his real name (Leopold) in a while.

"Oh...s-sorry for overreacting." Butters said, twiddling with his thumbs and looking down at the ground.

"You're fine." He said, then looking up at the scenery around him. His eyes seemed to light up at a certain ride. "Hey, lets go on that ride!"

Kenny had pointed at a roller coaster in the distance, appearing to be very long and fast with even a couple loops in the track. I twitched at the thought of getting on...that.

Butters placed a hand on my shoulder, "Ken, I think that's a bit much for Tweek's first ride, don'tcha think?"

Ken sighed, "Okay...I guess it's smart to save the best for last, anyway. Let's just start easy and go on the..." He looked around for a way he could finish his sentence, then found it. "the Ferris wheel! Come on."

Kenny made a break for it, running towards the Ferris wheel. This appeared to be a challenge to see who could get there first. Me and Butters ran after him, in hopes to catch up.

"Haha! Winner!" Kenny cheered as he made his way into the line of the ride. He threw his arms into the air in excitement. Butters bent over, tired from all the running.

"No fair, you got a head start!" He yelled.

"Yeah, n-no wonder you won!" I chimed in. Kenny just laughed in response.

As the three of us got closer and closer to the front of the line, the more and more anxious I got. I mean, it wasn't like a Ferris wheel had been fast, it's just that it's so high up! And what if it falls!? I had a dream about that once! Maybe it was trying to tell me something! GAH!

"Alright, boys. Go on through." Said the employee, assuring us that we could get on to the next compartment. WHAT!? WE WERE ALREADY IN THE FRONT!?

"Tweek, come on! It's not that bad, I promise." Said Butters, trying to pull me into the ride.

"Gah! But I'm scared! I can't do it, Butters!"

Eventually, I had to give in since I was 'holding up the line'. I sat down onto the seat with my two friends next to me. I was so scared! I had never been on a ride before!

"It's okay, friend. You can hold my hand if you're too scared." Butters said in a friendly manner. As soon as he said that, I grabbed onto his fucking hand and squeezed the shit out of it. "Ah! Don't kill me, fella!"

Kenny leant over to Butters to say something in a half-whisper half-talking voice. "Hey, Stotch, you can hold my hand too, you know."

I sighed. This kid flirts with everyone! I kind of feel bad for Butters...

"O-Okay." Butters took the invitation and held his crush's hand. Who wouldn't?

As the ferris wheel began to move, my heart was pacing fast. But that died down as we got to the top. I guess it hadn't been so bad. But that still didn't excuse my anxious thoughts. What we fall and die!? Okay, Tweek, calm down. Just focus on the view! Wow, actually, the view was quite pretty.

After that, we went to go by some cotton candy and play some of the games. We had actually won a couple of them, resulting in us winning some stuffed animals. When we got bored with that, and after my two friends had convinced me to try out one of the simpler roller coasters, we had walked over to one and stood in line. I was terrified, man! What if it flies off the tracks!? I mean, it may be a kiddie coaster but....still! Shut up!

Basically the whole ride I was clinging onto my friends and screaming my lungs out.

"Calm down, dude. We're going, like, twenty miles an hour. You're scaring the kids!" Kenny said. He was right. The kids were screaming less than I was!

"BUT I'M SCARED! SWEET JESUS, NO! AHHHH!"

After a couple more kiddie coasters, it had been around 12:00 so the three of us began walking over to the area with all the food trucks. My other friends had been standing in line for the Taco Bell food truck (which Clyde seemed beyond happy about) so we had decided to book a table for our group.

"Hold on, you guys. I'm gonna go to the restroom." I announced to my friends. After they told me where it was, I was off.

When I had been done taking care of my business, I began walking back to where my friends were, as you'd expect, but I was then stopped by a familiar voice from behind me.

"Hey, fag." It was Craig. Are you serious!? He was here of all places!? Are you kidding me!?

I turned around to face him. He haven't been alone this time. Standing next to him was Eric Cartman and Bebe Stevens. I prayed that they wouldn't try to hurt me. There would be no way I could stand up to them! "Craig?" I asked. "W-What do you want?" I tried to be bold.

Eric Cartman had answered, "Well, what do you think we want to do, spaz?"

I was trembling now. I didn't know what to do! "Just leave me alone! GAH! I-I'm not worth your time. Nngh!"

Bebe had taken a step forward as she spoke. "I thought we told your kind to stay away from us!"

"Look, just...w-whatever you're here to do, just get over with it! GAH!"

The three of them looked to each other and whispered somethings as I waited with anticipation. Maybe I could make a run for it. Wait, no! They'd chase me! Then they would get mad and beat me up! AH!

Just then, Cartman had walked up to me, glared, and shoved me to the ground. I winced as he kicked my side. "Say you people will stay away from us and keep your faggy fetishes to yourselves!"

Tears threatened to fall down my cheeks. "W-What do you mean?" I said in a raspy voice. "You guys are the ones who came up to me!"

He kicked me again which caused Craig to step forward and place a hand on Cartman's shoulder.

"Dude, I think you're going too far." He said quietly.

Cartman scoffed. "Craig, you homo! Kids like them deserve being punished! You said it yourself!"

In an attempt to end our quarrel, an employee raced over to us and pulled the three bullies away. He told them that they were to be escorted to the exit by security. The trio had glared at me as they walked away as I managed to stand.

"Tweek!" Yelled a worried voice as a group of people rushed toward me. Butters had looked scared out of his mind. "A-Are you okay, fella?"

He helped me up as I groaned, "Yeah, I'm good." I lied. "I think I just wanna go home."

Oof that was lazy. I apologize. I'll make up for it in the next chapter. I've already written it and I'm telling you that it's pretty good! Mwuahahaha

Question of the chapter! If you had to pick ONE, who is your favorite SP character?