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Cry yawned, just waking up in his comfortable bed. He turned his body over, sliding the sheets and blankets off of his slim, yet muscular body. He stood up, then shook his head, trying to shake the sleepiness off. He had slept for ten hours, yet he was still sleepy... He peered at the clock. Eleven A.M. ''S pretty good..,' He thought, opening his wooden bathroom door, stepping off of his warm carpet and onto the cold, white tile floor. He felt a shudder go through him and goosebumps completely cover his body. 'Oh, god. Why's it so cold?' He shivered, hugging himself, then opening the bathroom closet, pulling out a black towel, setting it on the toilet cover. He slid open the sliding-glass door to the shower, turning the hot water on. He waited for it to warm up, then he stripped his silky white pajamas and slowly stepped into the shower, letting out a soft sigh of content as the warm water hit his skin.
Oh, what a wonderful feeling! He smiled to himself, loving the warmth of the water as it hit his skin and the thick veil of hot mist forming around him. After a moment, he picked up the body wash and put some on his hand. He smoothed the soap over his skin, then lathered it in, then rinsed off. He then went to his hair, putting shampoo in, lathering it and rinsing. Then the conditioner. He smoothed it in, left it in for a few moments, just relaxing, then he rinsed it. After he finished, he just stood there, his eyes closed. He never wanted to get out of his warm water; but he knew he had to. Just a minute longer..
The ringing of his phone on the counter made him open his eyes and look out of the misty glass. He turned the water off, stepping out of the shower, moving back at the sudden gust of freezing air slamming into him. The twenty-three year old shivered, wrapping his towel around his waist and picking up his Android. It was new. He didn't really know how to use it yet. He smiled as he saw who was calling. The screen said 'Felix' across it. He answered it, “Hello?” He asked, in a still-sleepy sounding voice. His voice was deeper when he was tired.
The line was silent for a minute. Cry blinked, 'Pew-'
“HEY, CRY.” Felix screamed, laughing as he heard Cry's yelp on the other side. That had made Cry jump.
“Don't.. Don't do that..” Cry laughed, “You're so loud.”
“I know!” Felix responded, “So, do you want to play Bloody Trapland later tonight?”
“Sure, bro!”
“Great! Marzia wants to talk to me, though. I'll talk to you later, bro!”
“Alright. Bye, Felix.” He heard the line cut out and he set his phone down again. The thought of playing a game with Felix excited him for some reason. Strange. Oh well. He dried himself off and used the hair-dryer on his hair. It was faster. He walked back into his room, opening his dresser drawers. He pulled out white boxers, blue-jeans, socks, and a white 'sup guy shirt. He put his clothes on, stretching and picking up his mask, fastening it to his face. He felt completely awake, and happy now.
He had something to look forward tonight, too! But he was curious..
What did Marzia want to talk to Felix about..?
Oh, what a wonderful feeling! He smiled to himself, loving the warmth of the water as it hit his skin and the thick veil of hot mist forming around him. After a moment, he picked up the body wash and put some on his hand. He smoothed the soap over his skin, then lathered it in, then rinsed off. He then went to his hair, putting shampoo in, lathering it and rinsing. Then the conditioner. He smoothed it in, left it in for a few moments, just relaxing, then he rinsed it. After he finished, he just stood there, his eyes closed. He never wanted to get out of his warm water; but he knew he had to. Just a minute longer..
The ringing of his phone on the counter made him open his eyes and look out of the misty glass. He turned the water off, stepping out of the shower, moving back at the sudden gust of freezing air slamming into him. The twenty-three year old shivered, wrapping his towel around his waist and picking up his Android. It was new. He didn't really know how to use it yet. He smiled as he saw who was calling. The screen said 'Felix' across it. He answered it, “Hello?” He asked, in a still-sleepy sounding voice. His voice was deeper when he was tired.
The line was silent for a minute. Cry blinked, 'Pew-'
“HEY, CRY.” Felix screamed, laughing as he heard Cry's yelp on the other side. That had made Cry jump.
“Don't.. Don't do that..” Cry laughed, “You're so loud.”
“I know!” Felix responded, “So, do you want to play Bloody Trapland later tonight?”
“Sure, bro!”
“Great! Marzia wants to talk to me, though. I'll talk to you later, bro!”
“Alright. Bye, Felix.” He heard the line cut out and he set his phone down again. The thought of playing a game with Felix excited him for some reason. Strange. Oh well. He dried himself off and used the hair-dryer on his hair. It was faster. He walked back into his room, opening his dresser drawers. He pulled out white boxers, blue-jeans, socks, and a white 'sup guy shirt. He put his clothes on, stretching and picking up his mask, fastening it to his face. He felt completely awake, and happy now.
He had something to look forward tonight, too! But he was curious..
What did Marzia want to talk to Felix about..?
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DISCLAIMER: I know that Cry is very happy with his career on YouTube but I just made it sad in the beginning cause it's kinda part of the story.
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The pink haired one was the first to talk after my outburst. He bounced into a sitting position and leaned back, probably trying to look seductive, if the seductive smirk on his lips was any proof. "'sup, Pewdie? Don't we look so sexy?"
The brown haired glared at him as the golden man came slightly closer. "Do you not recognize us, Pewdie?"
I swallowed deeply. "Your voices are familiar, but you guys can't be Stephano, Piggeh and Mr. Chair!"
"But we are, Pewdie," the brown haired man-obviously Mr. Chair-said, "We were somehow humanized."
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It hasn't gotten to anything yet. ^.^
This is my first upload. I hope people like it. :3
Chapter Two Is finally up! Here's the link: [link]
This is my first upload. I hope people like it. :3
Chapter Two Is finally up! Here's the link: [link]
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hi i loved your pewdiecry fanfic plz make a part 2 other wise i will kill my self