《Teenage Dirtbag -South Park Creek》Piano man
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My eyes start to open as I look at the window. Sunlight pours in my bedroom through my dark grey curtains. I rub my eyes and sit up on my bed. My phone says it's 9:47 am so I wonder downstairs to the kitchen and pour myself a bowl of trix and start to eat. Tricia was sitting on the couch with a bowl of trix already in her hands. She was watching spongebob and I tried to hold back my tears as the fun song came on. "R.I.P Steven hillenburg" I whisper to myself.
"Hey Mom and Dad left a note on the fridge" she said not looking away from the tv screen
"They've been hanging out with you more often. is it a suicide note?" She flips me off as I smile at my own joke.
I walked up to the fridge and saw the note it read:
Hey kiddos,
I'm going on a business trip to Florida for a week but your mom will be here some of the time to take care of you. Don't do drugs, be safe,
Love, Dad
"Man, Dads leaving for a week again?" I say to myself.
"You better not be gay when ur friends come over. I don't want to have you making out with some guy while I'm watching a movie. Again" I cringe thinking about the night I hooked up with Stan marsh the darsh.
I walk upstairs and brush my teeth. I have to brush my teeth for a longer time since I have braces but tomorrow I'm getting them taken off. I've had these since freshman year but now I'm going to look hot as hell.
"IM GONNA TAKE A SHOWER" I yell to Tricia. Then I get in and start the 'cleansing process' as clyde likes to call it, he likes to reference how much I take to get ready as much as possible.
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When I get out and turn off the water I hear talking downstairs. Is Tricia being a creepy little goth emo again or is someone here? I put my clothes on and put on my hat as I walk downstairs. Tweeks chatting with Tricia.
"Haha yeah that was funny but it's sweet that he listens to more feminine music I guess. He's just a soft butch" tweek says. He's talking about me?
"No he's just weird." The girl who tried to get a spirit out of my giunea pig three days ago is calling me weird? "He makes dumb puns all the time"
"Like what?" I shouldn't be eves dropping yet I keep doing it.
"One time i asked him what kind of drink gay guys like and He said 'cocktails'"
"Okay im hilarious, fuck you tricia" I say emerging from the darkness. Tweek laughed. "See Tweek thinks it was funny"
"You are truly an idiot" she says walking upstairs to her room.
"Shut up twerp!" I yell
After a little period of silence Tweek says something "you know, with how much you guys fight I think you and Tricia and a lot alike"
I look at him disgusted "no we're not".
"You're both very stubborn" he tells me. He looks very convinced.
I shake my head and look back at Tweek. I ask him what he was doing at my house.
"Clyde told me to come get you so we could practice our song."
"Oh dude we're still doing that?"
"Yeah man"
I laugh and run my fingers through my wet hair
"Did you take a shower?"
I grin "Yeah, you probably didn't notice until now because I didn't fall down the stairs half naked"
He chuckles and cringed "can we never speak of that again"
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"that was something, alright" I laugh "but yeah we don't need to tell anyone, they would probably get the wrong idea"
"Oof"
We walk into Clyde's house together and up to his room. Jimmy and Clyde are sitting cross cross apple sauce on his keyboard in front of them.
"Hey jimmy what are you doing here?" I ask
"I wh-want-wanted to wh-watch you guys crash and burn with your si-singing"
"He still doesn't want to perform with us but whatever. I'm not hurt." Clyde says unconvincingly
"I'm doing a c-comedy show." Jimmy said "I do every ye-year"
Me and Tweek sit with them on the floor.
"Oh Clyde u have a keyboard? I brought my own. and my own ukulele" he said reaching into his backpack
"Wait can u play piano and guitar?" I ask.
"Oh yeah, I'm way better at piano. I just started learning guitar but I feel like ukulele was better for duets?" He says looking at his small guitar.
"I can play ukulele and other guitars but that's really all I can play" clyde tells him
After some silence Clyde says "Okay you fucknuts since neither of you picked a song I'll choose for you" we wait as I cringe inside my body "me and jimmy decided to go with bad little boy from adventure time!"
Tweek looks excited but I'm confused "what the hell even is that song or 'adventure time'?"
Tweek and jimmy look slightly offended.
"Ha! What's adventure time?" Tweek says
"What's it even about? I've never seen it"
"It's about a 13 year old boy, living in a post apocalyptic future and saves royal members with his brother who is a dog." Tweek says "oh! And one girl was turned into a vampire and tries to rekindle the memories with her father figure but he has gone insane"
"Jeasus fucking Christ" I said "that's depressing as shit!"
Jimmy smiles "it's a kids show" damn
After some time we get to talking "Okay can either of you fucknuts sing?"clyde asks
Tweek shyly raises his hand "I think I'm pretty good I guess, I mean I'm not nearly as good as token but I like singing?"
"Tweek we would be ab-absolutely thril-thrilled if you sang for us" jimmy says with Clyde agreeing in the background.
"We need to see if you can actually sing and not just bein a dick" Clyde's an asshole.
"C'mon Tweek what's it gonna hurt?" I give him a small smile and put my hand on his upper back, he slightly blushes and grabs his keyboard
"Okay I'm gonna sing billy Joel but since there isn't a real piano here I'm gonna improvise" he says closing his eyes
He starts the tune for 'piano man' and it's breathtaking. Shit gets so real when he actually starts singing
"It's nine o' clock on a Saturday, regular crowd shuffles in. There's an old man sitting next to me, makin love to his tonic and gin" wow.
"He says 'son can you play me a memory? Im not really sure how it goes. But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete, when I wore a younger mans clothes'"
He stops and I wish he hadn't. That was great. Really good. He's almost as good as token! And that's hard to say!
"Wow...Tweek.." clyde.
"Um thanks?"
"You need to sing at the ta-talent show"Jim says.
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