I melt into his hug. Cry hates this. But at the moment, I don't care. I don't care about anything. I feel needed. Wanted. Loved. This is amazing. I never want to let go. But apparently he isn't thinking the same. He pulls away.
"We cool bro?" He asks, wrapping his arm around Cry's waist. He's smiling.
"Yeah." I say.
"Cool!" He says, then him and Cry exit the room. I collapse to the ground. I have realized how easily Cry can take something away from me. One second I can have everything, but Cry can take that everything just by being there. Mr. Chair and Piggy rush to my side. I can't move. I'm paralyzed again. They crouch next to me.
"At first I thought it was just Pewdie's ignorance, but now I think it's just Cry. He really has something against you, Bro." Mr. Chair says. I continue to stare at the floor.
"Wanna go prank Cry some more?" Piggy asks, sympathetically. I nod.
"Okay. Let's go prank Cry some more." Mr. Chair says, helping me to my feet. We walk down the stairs to the kitchen. We peer into the kitchen. Pewdie, Cry, and Skully are sitting at the table, drinking coffee and talking.
"Okay. So, we fling these beads at Cry. And they're clear so nobody can see them, not even him. Pewdie will think Cry is Schizophrenic or something. Bad for Cry, good for us," Piggy says, smirking. "especially good for you." He nods at me and Mr. Chair giggles. Then Pewdie comes up behind us.
"Uh, hey bros... What're you doing?" He says. We all freeze and tense up.
"Book it or chairmode?" I ask.
"Well, if we run he'll know we're up to something so chairmode!" Mr. Chair says. We fall sideways on the floor and sit there, emotionless. Pewdie looks at us strangely. Then Cry comes up behind him. He's trying to hold his laughter.
"Uh, Kay.... Pewds, come here for a sec." He says, grabbing Pewdie's arm and pulling him into the kitchen. When their both gone, we stand up.
"Well, so much for that plan...." Piggy says. We book it upstairs before Pewdie comes back. We run into my room and flop on my bed. We're laughing so hard our sides hurt.
"Chairmode hurts!" I say, looking at the rug burn on my arm.
"Whoa, the suicidal maniac complaining about pain? Mr. Chair, did you break him?" Piggy asks.
"No, I think Cry did that...." He says. They look at me to see if it's okay to laugh. I begin to laugh.
"Yeah, he might've broken me but I'll break his face. Just so we're even." I say. We begin laughing hysterically. Then there is a knock on the door. I get up and open it. It's Skully.
"Cry sent me. He wants Piggy downstairs now. And he said that since he is dating your bro king that you guys have to listen to him." Then he smirks and leaves. I close the door.
"What did Skully want?" Piggy asks.
"Cry sent him. He wants you downstairs now. And we have to listen to him since he is dating our bro king..." Piggy shrugs and gets up.
"If I'm not back ten minutes, send help and a search party." He says jokingly. I laugh, but I'm actually worried. What could Cry possibly want him for? This is greatly unsettling.
