*Pewdiecry* Cryaotic, Stop Crying, Please!

Prolouge

He sat down after a long day of nothing but trying to fix a complicated and useless car, when he realized he had nothing edited to upload to YouTube.

"Oh boy! Fans are going to be so mad," he worriedly stated, rushing to his desktop computer and logged in. Instantly all of his Skype messages popped up. A bunch from Minx, Snake and the crew and a couple missed calls. One from his girlfriend, Cheyenne, which was normal. She always Skyped him when she had time and he was usually at his computer or laptop. But the second one surprised him. Pewdiepie, or as he calls him, Felix usually didn't call him. Messages were how they communicated. It was more convenient that way because one, different time zones and two, they were both almost always working. So, deciding that Felix called for a reason, he called him back. While it was ringing, he grabbed his mask to hide his face. Marzia, Felix's girlfriend, answered the call crying a bit.

"Oh, hi. I didn't look at the name. I'll get.....get Pewds," she started choking up at the end.

"No, no! Marzia, why are you crying? What happened?" he asked, concerned with the sweet Italian in front of him. He knew it, in some way, had to do with Felix.

"We broke up."

"What?"

"Pewds and me. We are over....Please don't make this anymore difficult that it is already! I feel guilty enough for breaking his heart!"

'They broke up?' he thought. 'I've been counting down the days until I got a wedding invitation.'

"I'll talk to Pewds now."

"Okay," she said, then sulked down a corridor to try to find Felix. About a minute later, he also sulked down the hall.

"Oh! It's you!" Pewds perked up when he saw who was calling. "I called you earlier to see if I could possibly stay at your house because, you know, Marzia and stuff."

"Sure! I wouldn't mind the company. Could I ask you a favour in return?"

"Yeah, what is it?"

"Could you record a few minutes of Bloody Trapland with me? Didn't have a chance to edit today."

"Don't worry about it! Ha-ha, sure."

So the two gamers spent a fair amount of time playing Bloody Trapland, joking and laughing. Soon enough it was time to end. He still needed to upload the footage and Pewds had to find a plane and pack his luggage. When the Skype call ended, he took of his mask. A few tears fell.

"Why...Why did I say yes? Why did I agree!" tears soon were falling down his scarred checks fast. Pewds would find out the truth and then hate him. He'd go back to Marzia, and Marzia would stay if she knew the truth. Everything will be ruined!

My name is Cry. And I am a disgusting human being.

Author's Note:

HEY! Like my prologue? Tell me (if anyone reads this story) if I should continue or not. I actually wrote this after a Math test, continued after a Social Studies test and finished at free time at the end of school. Interesting what comes to mind. The next chapter (if there is one) will be in Cry's POV.

Either way, this is a typically PewdieCry story so far. Marzia breaks up with Pewds, Pewds goes to stay with Cry, and Cry agrees but regrets it because of something wrong with his face. How many stories like this have I read about this plot?! Ha-ha....

DISCLAIMER!!! I am NOT saying Cry in anyway wants to or does hide his face. Cry may either want to just stay in peace, without fan-girls, or not want to just show his face. I am NOT saying I don't like Marzia. She is sweet and adorable. This is all FICTION and my IMAGINATION. Some things are how I do picture Cry, like his hair colour or eye colour, but I do NOT think he is depressed. Cry seems HAPPY and NORMAL!

I feel like people don't say that enough at the end of their stories....Either way, VOTE, COMMENT and FAVOURITE!!! :D