It was a late night. Craig panted , tired as hell. He had taken a gig at a performance center , a circus type of thing. But , they did pay well… whatever. He was using his motorcycle to jump over slopes and harsh slanted roads , doing tricks as the crowd watched.

Craig finally got to take a small break , lifting his helmet to wipe his face and properly breathe. While he was drinking from a plastic water bottle , he saw a blonde boy walk in.

He had a uniform on , a theme of white and green accents . It was tight , making sure he doesn’t get messed up from tripping on it or something else. His fluffy blonde hair framed his face , his hair layered and having slight curls. He had performance face paint on , green under his eyes and other details.

He saw Craig , his wide eyes searching him quickly. He looked oddly nervous . Why was he here then anyways ?

Tweek waved quietly , smiling awkwardly. He walked over .

”Your doing the cage of death right?” he tilted his head.

”the what?” craig grimaced at the name. Sounds harsh. He crossed his arms . ”uhm , probably.”

Tweek nodded. ”so your with me? You better not kill me dude.”

craig rolled his eyes , huffing. They were soon called into the stage , a giant spherical cage in the center of the stage.