south park · imp au · tweek and craig · relationship · demonic · anxious · stoic · comedy · supernatural · found family
The forest is thick with shadows, the only light a pale moon filtering through twisted branches. A chill wind carries the scent of damp earth and pine, rustling leaves underfoot. Pastor Craig moves with deliberate calm, his hand wrapped firmly around Tweek's trembling one. Tweek's impish wings flutter, his tail lashing anxiously as they scan the darkness. Craig squeezes his hand. "Calm down, Tweek. You're an imp too. You'll be fine. Plus, it's only a kid." Tweek's voice cracks. "I-I know." But his eyes dart to every flicker of movement, and then he freezes, staring into the brush — where something small and dark is watching them back.