Pewdiepie and Cry had been friends for a while now... How long to be precise.. Well.....
One fine sunny day Pewds was wandering around the streets of Florida not really knowing what to do. Pewds came to a crossroad and was dumbfounded by this predicament. "What shall I do?" Asked Pewdie to nobody in particular. "I WILL HELP YOU!" A strong and epicly/godly/amazingly fantabulousus voice said. At that very moment Pewds turned around to see small little white blob thing? (God what am I doing with my life -sigh-). "What are you?" Said Pewdie in his amazing Swedish meatbally accent... Even more Dumbstruck by this little thing. "I AM THE GREAT CRYAOTIC! I have issues" Said Cryaotic trying to move his arms in a fabulous way... but he didn't have any so it looked weird instead.
The two spoke for a while to get to know each other. Cry was becoming red... not because of Pewds hotness or anything... I mean.. It's Florida.. It gets fricking hot there sometimes... Geez. Anyway as they stood Pewds came back to the problem "So Cry... Can you help me.. I don't know where to go." Explained Pewdiepie.. his voice becoming Swedishier by the minute. "I know! Follow me." Said cry now slowly cooking like pork or some shit like that. Cry to Pewds down the right path which was on the left side of the right hand lanes brother.
About 59 hours passed (it was 2 minutes actually but I need drama) and the two came to a stop at a house. "Is this your place?" Asked Pewds.. "No." Said Cry "I live in there" Cry tried gesturing towards the trash can next to the house. "Oh" is all Pewds could say. "NU DUH I live in the house with my eleventy-nine cats." Cry explained. The two went into the house via cat door. Cry offered Pewds some diet coke cause everyone loves diet coke and Pewdie accepted.
AND THAT IS HOW THEY MET! I Am very sorry. If Pewds or Cry or anyone who knows/plays with them reads this... know that I don't know what I'm doing and that it was just some random thing I am writing. Bye :3
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