WARNING: there is cussing, sudden acts of gayness, and talks of depression, if tu don't want to hear about these..then get the fuck out.
(Pewdie's POV)
I was laughing at a bro's joke when i thought i heard cry's laugh too.
I looked around but i only saw más bros.
After talking to some más fans i started walking alone went i felt like someone was following me.
Sure enough someone in a green hoodie wrapped there arms around me.
"Bro i know karate!" I yelled laughing.
I turned around and a boy about my age was wearing a cry mask.
"Nice mask, looks like cry's" I dicho poking the mouth of the mask.
He tilted his head to the side and then laughed.
"I am cry" he laughed.
"Cry?! What the hell are tu doing here?" I asked.
He shrugged his shoulders and was still laughing.
(Cry's POV)
It was nice seeing pewds although, shyness is a bitch.
And i'm only shy when it comes to mostrando my face even though pewds is my best friend.
"So hows it been dude? I havent heard from tu in a while" Pewds dicho rubbing his arm and his face growing slightly pink.
"I really want to tell you, i do, but i can't" I said.
Pewdie smiled, "It's okay then."
Even though i know he's really nice he wasn't actuación like he does in his videos, which seemed a little strange.
That's when Marzia walked up and grab onto pewdie's arm.
"Hi, Marzia" I dicho waving a little.
"Hi" She dicho looking at me confused.
"It's cry" I said.
"Your really here?" She dicho surprised.
"Yeah, i am" I dicho rubbing the back of my head which caused the string of my mask to break and the mask to fall.
(Pewdie's POV)
He had dark brown hair and bluish green eyes, i knew cry's face, i would never forget.
"I..eh.." He bent down to pick up the mask and tried tying the string together again.
"Whats wrong?" i asked knowing of his shyness.
"Nothing..it's just..i..um..i should go" He dicho turning around running the other way his mask flailing around in the wind.
"Poor Cry" Marzia dicho trying to pull me the other way.
"Marzia i have to help him, i'm sorry" I dicho pulling away from her and running after cry.
When i had found cry the guards had a hold of him and his mask was around his neck.
"He's with me" I told them.
"The guards looked at each other then slowly let go of cry and pushed him into me knocking both of us over.
I was lying flat on my back, cry was on all fours, one knee between my legs and his arms on each side of my head.
"God damn that hurt" He moaned, i for some reason felt turned on por his moan.
I saw a flash and realized there were people taking pictures.
Cry was about to look up and i grabbed his head and pulled it towards me.
"What the fuck pewds?!" he yelped.
"There are people and i though..oh what the hell" I dicho trying to explain myself.
I let go of cry's face and noticed i had pulled him only inches away from my face.
He stared into m eyes and i stared into his.
(Cry's POV)
No, No, No, am i starting to like pewds?! I had to ask myself.
I realized i was starting to get closer to him.
I quickly jumped up and all the girls started to squeal.
"Oh..oh what the hell is this?" i asked.
They bursted out yelling pewdiecry when pewds stood up.
Pewds and i turned beet red, and went our separate ways.
An hora later i heard on the income, "Will Cry please come to the front of the vidcon arena?"
"Fuck" I dicho closing my eyes shoving my hands in my hoodie pockets, i felt something.
"What's this?" I asked myself, i pulled out my mask, shrugged and put it on.
"Is this cry?" The woman from the income,I nodded.
"You'll be sharing a hotel room with..Pewdiepie" She said.
At that moment my corazón both stopped and raced a million times a minute.
"Is that alright?" She asked annoyed.
"Oh! Y-yes" I said.
"Great" She dicho rolling her eyes.
I went to look for pewds but i couldn't find him anywhere, until i heard "Barrels!!!"
I walked towards where i heard it.
"Move!" Someone yelled in my ear pushing me into pewds and knocking me over.
I remember hitting my head on the floor and everything going dark, and waking up what seemed like years later in a bright white room.
"Cry, your finally awake" I heard pewds.
(Pewdie's POV)
I was laughing at a bro's joke when i thought i heard cry's laugh too.
I looked around but i only saw más bros.
After talking to some más fans i started walking alone went i felt like someone was following me.
Sure enough someone in a green hoodie wrapped there arms around me.
"Bro i know karate!" I yelled laughing.
I turned around and a boy about my age was wearing a cry mask.
"Nice mask, looks like cry's" I dicho poking the mouth of the mask.
He tilted his head to the side and then laughed.
"I am cry" he laughed.
"Cry?! What the hell are tu doing here?" I asked.
He shrugged his shoulders and was still laughing.
(Cry's POV)
It was nice seeing pewds although, shyness is a bitch.
And i'm only shy when it comes to mostrando my face even though pewds is my best friend.
"So hows it been dude? I havent heard from tu in a while" Pewds dicho rubbing his arm and his face growing slightly pink.
"I really want to tell you, i do, but i can't" I said.
Pewdie smiled, "It's okay then."
Even though i know he's really nice he wasn't actuación like he does in his videos, which seemed a little strange.
That's when Marzia walked up and grab onto pewdie's arm.
"Hi, Marzia" I dicho waving a little.
"Hi" She dicho looking at me confused.
"It's cry" I said.
"Your really here?" She dicho surprised.
"Yeah, i am" I dicho rubbing the back of my head which caused the string of my mask to break and the mask to fall.
(Pewdie's POV)
He had dark brown hair and bluish green eyes, i knew cry's face, i would never forget.
"I..eh.." He bent down to pick up the mask and tried tying the string together again.
"Whats wrong?" i asked knowing of his shyness.
"Nothing..it's just..i..um..i should go" He dicho turning around running the other way his mask flailing around in the wind.
"Poor Cry" Marzia dicho trying to pull me the other way.
"Marzia i have to help him, i'm sorry" I dicho pulling away from her and running after cry.
When i had found cry the guards had a hold of him and his mask was around his neck.
"He's with me" I told them.
"The guards looked at each other then slowly let go of cry and pushed him into me knocking both of us over.
I was lying flat on my back, cry was on all fours, one knee between my legs and his arms on each side of my head.
"God damn that hurt" He moaned, i for some reason felt turned on por his moan.
I saw a flash and realized there were people taking pictures.
Cry was about to look up and i grabbed his head and pulled it towards me.
"What the fuck pewds?!" he yelped.
"There are people and i though..oh what the hell" I dicho trying to explain myself.
I let go of cry's face and noticed i had pulled him only inches away from my face.
He stared into m eyes and i stared into his.
(Cry's POV)
No, No, No, am i starting to like pewds?! I had to ask myself.
I realized i was starting to get closer to him.
I quickly jumped up and all the girls started to squeal.
"Oh..oh what the hell is this?" i asked.
They bursted out yelling pewdiecry when pewds stood up.
Pewds and i turned beet red, and went our separate ways.
An hora later i heard on the income, "Will Cry please come to the front of the vidcon arena?"
"Fuck" I dicho closing my eyes shoving my hands in my hoodie pockets, i felt something.
"What's this?" I asked myself, i pulled out my mask, shrugged and put it on.
"Is this cry?" The woman from the income,I nodded.
"You'll be sharing a hotel room with..Pewdiepie" She said.
At that moment my corazón both stopped and raced a million times a minute.
"Is that alright?" She asked annoyed.
"Oh! Y-yes" I said.
"Great" She dicho rolling her eyes.
I went to look for pewds but i couldn't find him anywhere, until i heard "Barrels!!!"
I walked towards where i heard it.
"Move!" Someone yelled in my ear pushing me into pewds and knocking me over.
I remember hitting my head on the floor and everything going dark, and waking up what seemed like years later in a bright white room.
"Cry, your finally awake" I heard pewds.
--I really don't like this restaurant that much, but I wanted to use this 2-for-1 coupon before it expired.
--I used to come here all the time with my ex.
--I never dicho tu NEED a nose job. I just dicho it wouldn't hurt to consider it.
--Could tu excuse me? My cat gets lonely if he doesn't hear my voice on the answering machine every hour.
---I really feel that I've grown in the past few years. Used to be I wouldn't have dado someone like tu a segundo look.
--And I won that trophy in the inter-fraternity belching contest.
--It's been tough, but I've come to accept that most people I fecha just won't be as smart as I am.
lol
--I used to come here all the time with my ex.
--I never dicho tu NEED a nose job. I just dicho it wouldn't hurt to consider it.
--Could tu excuse me? My cat gets lonely if he doesn't hear my voice on the answering machine every hour.
---I really feel that I've grown in the past few years. Used to be I wouldn't have dado someone like tu a segundo look.
--And I won that trophy in the inter-fraternity belching contest.
--It's been tough, but I've come to accept that most people I fecha just won't be as smart as I am.
lol
Dear President Obama;
Hello. I am speaking on behalf of the Solicitous And Rude Citizens Asininely Seeking Metamorphosis. We here at SARCASM have but two humble goals: coming up with a new acronym that makes actual sense, and to cure the affliction that has been persistent in killing off millions of people since the dawn of time, or, unless we are mistaken, the late 60’s—death. According to the statistics gathered por our diligent team of sea turtles, 98.54 people are diagnosed with death every 2 segundos (if we had one apple, and one of our sea turtles found three others, this is how many apples we would have.) We ask a simple favor from the depths of your all knowing wisdom and possibly robotic chest. Mr. President, with the help of the laser that we believe to be stored within your chest, we could save millions. As one Bob the Builder once said, “Yes we can.” Mr. Obama, we call tu forth.
Hoping tu are well,
SARCASM
Please sign your name below.
Hello. I am speaking on behalf of the Solicitous And Rude Citizens Asininely Seeking Metamorphosis. We here at SARCASM have but two humble goals: coming up with a new acronym that makes actual sense, and to cure the affliction that has been persistent in killing off millions of people since the dawn of time, or, unless we are mistaken, the late 60’s—death. According to the statistics gathered por our diligent team of sea turtles, 98.54 people are diagnosed with death every 2 segundos (if we had one apple, and one of our sea turtles found three others, this is how many apples we would have.) We ask a simple favor from the depths of your all knowing wisdom and possibly robotic chest. Mr. President, with the help of the laser that we believe to be stored within your chest, we could save millions. As one Bob the Builder once said, “Yes we can.” Mr. Obama, we call tu forth.
Hoping tu are well,
SARCASM
Please sign your name below.
1.Einstein was four years old before he could speak.
2.Issac Newton did poorly in grade school.
3.Beethoven's música teacher once dicho of him,"As a composer,he is hopeless."
4.When Thomas Edison was a boy his teacher told him he was too stupid to learn anything.
5.Michael Jordan was cut from his high school baloncesto team.Boston Celtics Hall of Famers Bob Cousy and Bill Russel suffered the same fate.
5.A newspaper editor fired Walt disney because he had no good ideas.
6.Winston Churchill failed the sixth grade.
7.Steven Spielberg dropped out of high school in his sophomore year. He was persuaded to come back and placed in a learning disabled class. He lasted a mes and dropped out forever.
2.Issac Newton did poorly in grade school.
3.Beethoven's música teacher once dicho of him,"As a composer,he is hopeless."
4.When Thomas Edison was a boy his teacher told him he was too stupid to learn anything.
5.Michael Jordan was cut from his high school baloncesto team.Boston Celtics Hall of Famers Bob Cousy and Bill Russel suffered the same fate.
5.A newspaper editor fired Walt disney because he had no good ideas.
6.Winston Churchill failed the sixth grade.
7.Steven Spielberg dropped out of high school in his sophomore year. He was persuaded to come back and placed in a learning disabled class. He lasted a mes and dropped out forever.
There are immortal stories on enamorados and immortal frases on love. Even in the stories that ended in tragedy, amor has never failed but only the enamorados have. They stand evergreen and are suitable for all ages of time, whatever is the advancement in technology and science. They are suitable.