---Tweek's pov---

OH GOD WHAT IS HE DOING?

He's trying to eat my insides isn't he?! Oh Jesus! That's too much pressure! What if he's working for the gnomes and he's really an alien that's trying to suck my brain out through my mouth and- GAH!

I try to push him off me, but he doesn't budge.

He finally after a minute pushes himself away from me.

Neither of us say anything.

Then, I screech and roll over onto my side and start pulling my hair.

"DON'T EAT MY BRAIN!" I shout.

---Craig's pov---

I raise an eyebrow.

What the fuck is he talking about?

I flip him off then move off of him; But before he can try and run away from me, I grab his wrists and yank them roughly away from his hair.

He stares at me in eyes. He looks terrified.

"Why the fuck would I try to eat your brain?" I ask.

He starts shaking even worse then he tries to pull away from me, he fails though.

I grip tighter on his wrists.

"I-I don't know!" He shouts his eyes still wide, "Because y-you work for the gnomes!"

I stare at him even more confused.

"How'd you come up with that?" I ask.

"B-because... GAHH!" Tweek's suddenly screams and pulls his wrists unexpectedly from me and runs away.