The Evermore Dissociate(Creek) - Chapter 5: Chapter 5

The bedrooms were the weirdest Craig had seen. At one end of the room was a quadruplet bunk bed with a tiny ladder leading up to the top, and where the ends should be, two people's feet would meet. Near the entrance was just a regular bunk bed, which Eric and Kevin claimed straight away.
Craig scowled by the door, blocking the other three from coming in as he decided which bed he wanted. That was until Kenny pushed past, breaking through Craig's defence and racing to the ladder. It was then that Craig decided which bed he wanted, and quickly made a grab for Kenny, attempting to drag him down from the ladder, all the while, avoiding the feet kicking at him. Whilst all of this went down, Tweek and Butters awkwardly stood by the door, watching the scene unfold, before Butters decided to settle for one of the bottom bunks, tossing his bag onto it.
All sorts of noises were being made, and if Tweek hadn't been watching the two of them scrap it out, he would've gotten the wrong idea. Kenny kicked his leg out again, but Craig caught it. He held on with a death grip and yanked the blonde, upsetting his balance and sending him crashing to the ground. Eric found it absolutely hilarious, having watched from his bed.
Without any remorse, Craig climbed up, before signalling his friend over. "Get your ass up here, Tweek!"
There was obvious hesitation from Tweek as he looked downwards to Kenny, who'd decided to rest there for a while. Despite being defeated in the battle for the top bed, he hadn't really cared all that much in the first place. "Go for it." Kenny mumbled. His head lifted up seconds later to offer up a lazy smile and thumbs up.
At the sound of tapping, Tweek looked over to see Craig patting at the ladder, reminding him of the night he was called a puppy. So after scowling, he climbed up and laid down on his bed.
The room fell into a somewhat comfortable silence, with each of them doing there own thing. Craig was sat up, looking down from up above. Butters was rubbing his knuckles together as he watched Kenny still on the ground next to his bed, most likely worrying about him. Eric had chosen the bottom bunk, probably because he couldn't get up the ladder and was currently closing his eyes. He had a pillow over his head to block out the light, all the while he tried to ignore the presence of his fellow classmates. Kevin was in a similar position to Craig, sitting up as he watched the others, only he had a book in his hand, ready to read at any given moment.
After some time of settling in to their new room, Craig turned to Tweek, who was laying down on his side, his fingers poking through the bars, whilst his eyes looked ready for sleep. Without thinking, Craig grabbed Tweek's ankle, giving it a shake. "We should go meet up with the others."
Tweek was still startled from being grabbed so forcefully, yet the skin Craig's fingers were touching felt tingly.  Craig was staring at him with absently guarded eyes, ones that Tweek had to force himself not to get lost in. "Now?" He coughed.
"Not now, but soon."
"Yeah, okay." Tweek agreed. He needed Craig to release his ankle. It was making him too hot and bothered, though it seemed the noirette had completely forgotten about it, and was already back to staring into space. He tried to roll over, hoping that would knock Craig's hand off, but something in him hesitated every attempt. He sighed, resting his head deeper into the pillow, and settled on staring up and the ceiling, noticing the tiny lines and cracks.
It was around an hour later when they finally decided to climb back down and head on over to their friends room, which was pretty much the same layout as theirs, except they had an extra window, and a different colour carpet. The set up was similar to their own. Clyde was sprawled out on his bed which was the bottom left, whilst Token sat at the end of it. It was clear that the bed next over was Jimmy's, since despite him not being present, his belongings were scattered over the bed. Both Kyle and Stan were chilling on one of the top bunks, neither paying attention to the other, both too engrossed by their phones, whilst Damian was asleep on the final bed.
It was Token who was the first to noticed his friends enter. A smile spread across his face as he gestured for them to come over. As though in a hurry, Tweek sat between them, bringing his legs up to his chest, whilst his head rested against the wall. Coming further into the room, Craig scowled at Stan when the two locked eyes, with Stan scowling right back, before returning to look at his phone.
"What's up?" Clyde asked.
"We're heading out, seeing if you wanted to come."
"Where to?"
"I don't know, just to see what's out there." Craig huffed, shoving his hands into his pockets and rocking on the back of his heal.
"I can't really be bothered." Clyde admitted.
"Yeah, me either."
"I'll come." All eyes turned to Kyle, who innocently peered over his phone, ignoring the look Stan was giving him. "It's too hot in here."
"Alright.." Craig replied, looking back to Tweek, who was already crawling off the bed.
"You coming?" Kyle asked Stan.
"I'm good." Stan said, sinking lower into the covers, watching with curiosity as his friend jumped down, before leaving with Craig and Tweek.
It was Kyle who lead the way out, passing the dining room they'd first came by, before pushing the door open and stepping out into the sun. Tweek was right behind him, only now feeling like he could breathe properly being outside.
"Which direction?" Kyle began, turning to Tweek, who only shrugged.
"That way." Craig pointed to where the forest deepened, not acknowledging the worried look Tweek gave him.
Kyle headed in that direction. His shoes crunched the leaves he stepped on, along with the occasional stick. The reality of there being anything even remotely interesting out there was slim to non. More likely, it was just a plain forest with no secrets, no mysteries to be discovered, but even still, going for a walk was better than just sitting around, doing nothing for the rest of the night.
Every now and then, Kyle would look back to make sure the two of them were still behind him. He didn't exactly trust that neither of them weren't going to play some kind of trick on him, though his suspicions later died after noticing the consistent following, as he continued deeper through the forest.
It wasn't typically late, though the canopy of leaves blocked much light from shining through the forest, causing it to look darker out than it actually was. Despite the occasional tugging on the back of his shirt from where Tweek had being subtly trying to hold on, Craig wasn't all that bothered. Of course the stepping in the back of his shoes was a whole different story.
Around fifteen minutes later, they came by a clearing with a burned out pit, which was surrounded by logs. Kyle didn't need to be told to go there. He'd instantly began heading that way once he'd spotted it, taking a seat on one of the logs. Now that the sun found its way through a secluded opening around the tops of the trees, Tweek sighed in relief. Non of them said anything for a while, just enjoying the silence, until Craig reached into his pocket and pulled out his lighter. Kyle looked to it, then back to the pit on the ground. Again, he didn't need to be told, he just got up and began to find stuff to burn, with Tweek following his actions soon after.
Not much time passed, before Kyle and Tweek returned, carrying an unimpressive amount of sticks and leaves, before throwing them down in a pile. "I don't think this is going to work."