Difficult Decisions

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Alex POV:

"Pizza. Okay. Wait. Was the shadow peoples you guys?" I ask the 'authors'. They nod. "Okay. The pizza better be good." I say, remembering that I dressed in front of one of them. Author Mark comes over. "Hey." I glance at him. "Hello." I walk away from him, ending the conversation. He follows. "Uh, okay then." I walk over to my desk. He seems to want to be a creeper. "What are you doing?" I sigh. "I'm setting up my other computer. Cry basically just challenged me ten minutes ago." Cry wanders in. "Nice set-up." I nod. "It is." Author Mark steps closer. Realizing what he was doing, I call him out on it. "Go do septiplier with Author Sean, I'm not interested." He groans and leaves. "Yay! Okay, I have your thing set up. You can change it to your liking. We still need to do your stupid challenge thing." Cry seems offended. "Stupid?"

"You got angry because of haters."

"So? Doesn't make the challenge any less smart."

"Never was or has been smart. Choose the judge. Mark, Sean, or Felix. I vote on Mark who is very neutral."

"Okay. Mark! Come in here." Both Mark and Author Mark come in. "Can you be the judge of our thing? Uh, please?" Cry asks. He nods. "I'll record the Skype call. While playing geometry dash. So that what Mark did doesn't happen again." We both look at Mark. He nods again, walking out. I walk over to Cry's set and removes the camera. I remove my camera too. "Okay, I'll start the call. Dumb-ass." I Skype-d Mark and Cry. They both answered immediately. I hit record once I was on muted geometry dash. "Hey, Cry. Hey, Psych." Cry answers with a hello. "Can you be the ju-FUCK-dge?" I say as I die. "Yeah, sure."

"Okay. Now what do we give up? Mark. You decide."

"What about your fa-" Cry and I yell NO in unison. "Okay, okay. Jeez."

"FUUUPPY!"

"Fuppy?"

"This is so hard!"

"That's what she said." Cry laughs at that. "That wasn't very funny, Cryiplier." They both groan. "Not another ship!" I tweet it out. "Too bad." I laugh. "Fun. Now, Loser Cry, what's the challenge for my friends?"

"They're mine." He growls. I throw a stuffed animal at him, making him fall off of the chair. I burst out laughing. "What happened? It sounded like your cat just attacked your mic." I say. He throws the stuffed animal back. I catch it and get a head shot when I throw it back. "Wow. I really am BOSS at this game!" I say right as I lose. "Damn." I laugh. "Okay, Mark. Since Psych thinks that my friends are hers and we need to set this straight, what should the challenge be? We'll make the other tweet something if we lose." Cry says angrily, before coming over and shoving me out of my chair. "Easy puppy! I don't want to have to edit anything!" I say, shoving him back towards his chair. I text Matthias, asking him to bring a pie from the nearby bakery.

A- Be silent when you enter. Don't talk to Cry, just silently hand me the pizza.

M- You guys are fighting, aren't you?

A- Whoops, wrong number. Sorry Mark.

I send the same thing to Matthias.

Mth- Okay. Mark told me you guys are fighting.

A- Do it or Lucifer will obtain your pants.

Mth- OKOKOK IM GOING

M-You threatened Matthias?

A- Yup.

"So, Psych. Do you agree?" Mark says. "I was too busy playing with Puppy to hear what you said." Cry growls. "Wow, looks like Puppy switched bodies with Cry. Are you okay, Mr. Puppy?" Mark laughs. "How about the never have I ever challenge?" I sigh. "Sure, okay. We can figure out how to do that later. Even though I know I'll win." Cry tackles me out of my chair. "What the fuck? Get off!" I say, struggling. "No. They are mine and I will win."

"Get off! No foul play, Cry!" Mark says something to Cry. I can't hear it because my headphones were ripped off of my head when Cry tackled me. I try getting up. "Urgh, Cryyyyyy! Lemme go! I need to stop the recording so I don't have to edit any more than this!" I struggle. Lucifer wakes up and tackles Cry for me. "Thanks Lucifer. He's just being a sore-player." I walk over to them, picking up Lucifer and setting him aside. Mark comes running in. "You guys can't be in the same room anymore!" He rips Cry off the ground and pushes him to the door. Cry, being stronger, shoves Mark off and tackles me again. I roll my eyes. "Lucifer? Can you please get Georgia?" Lucifer runs off. "What will Georgia do? I'm not letting go until you say they're my friends." Georgia runs in with everyone else. "Georgia? Is there any snickers? Cry isn't himself when he's hungry." I burst out laughing. Cry, his face inches away from mine, growls and starts hurting my arms by digging in his nails. "Bro, if they're that important to you you wouldn't have borrowed some of Felix's subs. These are my friends. My family too. So fuck off." Cry loosens his grip, just enough for me to flip him off. "OW! DUDE YOU DREW BLOOD!" Lucifer runs up and licks the blood away. "Ha ha ha, thanks Lucifer." I get helped up by Author Mark. "Thanks Author." He nods, wiping the blood from my hands off on his jeans. Author Mark and Mark work together to get Cry out. His mask drops. I pick it up. My blood covers it in the exact right places. "That explains everything. Mark's! Wait!" I hear a yell from Cry. I walk out to see Cry and Mad!Cry staring at each other. I hand Mad his mask, which he quickly places on. "What happened?" Cry asks, looking at my bloodied arms. "Mad attacked me. Next time fucking tell me when your counterpart is here." I walk up and shove him, walking to the bathroom to clean up.