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Tweek was always the shortest and most feminine of Craig's group. His voice was higher, even when it wasn't stressed. Tweek's hair was always long, and stayed in that messy bed head fashion of spikes. The blonde was beautiful and such shocking yellow seemingly unnatural. He had a phase when they all entered high school involving make-up. It was no surprise to him, no matter what Token said. The coffee addict hadn't actually worn make-up since freshman year, but practiced with it at home. He wore mascara and liner and colored shadow in a pale green to accent the bright green eyes. His eyes glowed with flirting luminosity as he easily slid around people and other workers in the dining facility.

Tweek had bare feet, short shorts, and a clean white tank top. His slim figure fit the role to perfection. His hairless arms and legs also helped. Or seemingly hairless anyways, since the boy was blonde after all. On said white tank top was the word "Raisins" in orange lettering. The short teen slipped in between people to serve a table. He didn't see with the busy hour, but the table directly across was staring at him.

They didn't know it was their friend Tweek. Not from that distance with the crowded restaurant. All they noticed was that it was some cute guy or girl in short shorts that made pale legs look soft and sweet. The waiter they were staring at was a tad clumsy and used 'honey' more than any other pet name. The crazy blonde hair was frizzy and sexy looking professionally teased. Naturally Craig, Token and Clyde requested the adorable waiter for their table. None of them expected what came next.

"W-welcome to Raisins! What I can get for you h-honeys?" they were approached with caution. Tweek hadn't known it was them either. Craig wasn't wearing his hat for whatever reason. They looked up at the familiar voice and their waiter jumped into the air "Ack! Oh-oh Jesus…" Token's eyes were wide, Clyde didn't know what to do and Craig's jaw was hanging down open. It might as well have been on the floor. "Erm… H-hi guys." He shifted his feet nervously, hands clasped behind his back. Tweek's lashes fluttered every time he blinked.

"Tweek!?" Token was first to recover enough to speak. "What the hell man?" he kicked Craig's shin, bringing the other out of his stupor. The ebony haired teen shut his mouth and looked his friend over again. He really did look like a girl and if he didn't know any better he wouldn't see Tweek under it. The blonde gave a shy smile and said simply:

"I work at Raisins now. GAH!"