---Tweek's pov---

I stare at the wall curled up in my blankets.

I couldn't stop thinking about Craig trying to eat my brains. What if he succeeded? I'd be dead!

I need to take more precautions around him.

---Craig's pov---

After Token and Clyde left to go get tacos, I decided I should probably try to clear up whatever just happened with Tweek.

I open the door and just walked into his house, we've been friends long enough to not knock... Probably.

I started up the stairs towards his room, I didn't see his parents downstairs, I wonder where they are.

I get to Tweek's door and fling it open.

I hear him shout and see him and a bunch of blankets going springing off his bed.

"GAH! C-CRAIG!? WHAT ARE Y-YOU DOING?" He shouted fumbling around in the blankets.

"What happened earlier."

Tweek gives me a confused look, "A-Are you going t-to try to eat my b-brains again?" He asks in a quiet and slow whisper.

I give him a confused look, "Why would I try to eat your brains?"

He flails his arms around in a crazy spastic motion, "I D-DON'T KNOW!" He screeches.

Then, he starts pulling his hair.

I walk over to him and crouch down to his level, and grab his wrists.