tweek jumps down behind you. his wings are spread out wide, making him look bigger than he truly is. with slow and quiet precision, he walks toward you — more so crawls — on all fours.

undetected, he lunges, tackling you to the ground. he plants two hands on your shoulders, holding you down. his eyes are narrowed.

tweek: “are you a human?”

he tilts his head at you, his red imp tail lashing behind him and his red horns poking out of his messy hair.