Fluffy Creek Oneshots

A Little Sexual Frustration

It's not that Craig's controlling, he just wants what's best for me. Cause he loves me. He tells me everyday.
But this is starting to get out of hand.
"You're not allowed to eat bananas anymore." He tells me suddenly during lunch, yanking my half eaten banana out of my hand and shoving the rest into his mouth before I could protest.
"What's wrong with bananas??" I exclaim incredulously.
This was the fourth time this week Craig decided I couldn't have yet another type of food.
"Ifts gawt foo muff thugar," he says around his mouthful of MY banana.
"Seriously?? I can't even have the amount of sugar in a fucking BANANA now??" I yank at my hair. Being healthy is seriously stressing me out. I can't have ice cream, I can't have corn dogs, I can't have nice-and-healthy fruit juice popsicles, and now I can't even have bananas!! I thought bananas were supposed to be good for you!!
God. Sometimes, Craig pisses me off so much.
I slump into myself, grumbling as I resign to nibble on my carrot sticks.
I catch Craig scrutinizing me from the corner of my eye and turn to face him.
"What? I can't have carrots now either??" I snap.
"Carrot sticks are fine." He declares, shifting his gaze back to his own lunch. I roll my eyes at him.
Stan and those guys watch our bickering, and I can tell they're cringing internally. All except Kenny, who seems pretty amused by the whole spat.

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"Hey Tweek, check it out, this is a frog flavoured lollipop." He brandishes the moss green candy in my face.
"No fuckin way dude," I scoff at his claim, unceremoniously dumping my books into my locker.
"Totally. Dare yah to try it." He smirks, waggling his eyebrows at me. "unless you're too chicken."
I snatch I from him, inspecting it closer. It seems homemade due to it's strange shape; closer resembling a small popsicle than a lollipop. I squint at him.
"What does frog flavour taste like?" I ask skeptically. He grins.
"Only one way to find out, dude."
I decide I'm curious enough to taste his homemade candy, but only since I figure Karen made it, because of the purple ribbon tied in a tiny bow around the cellophane.
At this point I'm almost 98% sure this lollipop is not frog flavoured.
I unwrap it, closely inspecting it once more before quickly licking it.
"This is pistachio, you liar." I reprimand, shoving the whole thing in my mouth. Pistachio is my favourite flavour of anything, ever. Kenny only smirks.
"Your favourite right?" I pause, mid-lick.
"...yeah, how do you know..?"
He smirks at me.
"You were bitching how you can't have pistachio ice cream anymore a couple days ago." He says.
Oh.
That's right, Craig won't let me have sugary shit anymore. I quickly shove the lollipop back into my mouth as a means to hastily hide it. He probably wouldn't like me eating a lollipop, after all, they're pretty much just hardened sugar.
I'm just about to do a quick stealth scan on the crowd and slip off to eat my gift from Kenny in peace, when Kenny says:
"Good morning, Craig."
Shit. Too late.
"Mornin' Kenny, hi Tweek~" I hear his voice and my knees go weak, partly in nervous guilt, partly in overwhelming bliss.
I'm still facing the opposite direction when I reply with a shaky rendition of his own greeting, and he gently tugs my hand to get me to turn around. I clench my teeth around the lollipop stick. No way I'm letting him take this. I haven't had any sweets all week.
He pulls me into his usual morning embrace, now that I'm the right direction, and I melt into a blissful puddle. I almost forget about the lollipop as I gaze up at him, but he points to my mouth.
"What's that?"
I flinch, trying to pull away and disguise my secret treat.
"Noffing," I excuse quickly, busying myself in my locker.
"It's a lollipop," Kenny offers, somewhat smugly. I glower at him. Craig turns his attention back to me expectantly, and I guiltily pull it out of my mouth.
"Kenny gave it to me," I explain, hoping to shift Craig's attention back onto the smug, smirking bastard leaning casually against the lockers. He only smirks wider.
"It's an anniversary present for both of you," he excuses smoothly, proffering another lollipop out of his pocket for Craig. Both Craig and I blink at him stunned. Kenny full-on grins now.
"You guys started dating today last year, didn't you?" He says. We look at each other, dumbstruck. Craig regains composure first, taking the lollipop from Kenny's still outstretched hand.
"Yeah, I can't believe you kept track..." Craig says, somewhat in awe as he unwraps his blue version of my lollipop.
"Yeah, you guys are super cute." He gushes, winking.
"Well, happy anniversary~ see you guys later." He sings, skipping off happily. I stare after him, still stunned.
"It's our anniversary..?" I ask.
"Yeah, I guess it is." Craig confirms. "Wanna do something tonight then?" He asks, shuffling his feet awkwardly. I beam up at him.
"Sure!" I say happily, sticking the lollipop in my mouth as I gather the rest of my books.
"Ready?" I ask Craig, pulling out the awkwardly sized lollipop. He looks away uncomfortably.
"Do you have to eat that..?" He asks uncertainly.
"Yes." I state, putting it back in my mouth, in case he's thinking about snatching it from me. He fidgets, still not looking at me.
"...can you eat it later then?" He compromises. I raise my eyebrow at him in confusion, but he doesn't look at me.
"Fine," I concede, wrapping it back up and putting it in my pocket.
"But I will eat it." I tell him.