It was a normal day. At Least it started one. Felix Kjellberg was going on a trip to god knows where that for some reason had required him to pass the Bermuda Triangle. He was set to take a plane at 12:00.
Felix, or as we all know him, Pewds, had asked Marzia if she wanted to go, but Marzia declined his invitation.
"I'm sorry poods, i can't. My mom needs me back in italy." Her sweet voice piped. "She's moving and i'm the only one in the family who can help her.." Said Marzia in an apologetic voice.
Pewds invited Cry instead. His shaggy haired friend never let him down, and, as Felix suspected, accepted his invitation.
Soon enough, Cry and Felix loaded on the plane. Thunder boomed in the sky and Cry huddled next to Pewds. Soon Cry was asleep. Pewds, staring out the window of the near empty plane, didn't notice his Cry lay his head in his lap.
The plane began to get bumpier and bumpier until
BANG!
"Attention passengers, please buckle your seatbelts. we are experiencing a-"
Crackle crackle..
Pewds woke up cry and sat him up.
"Hey, sorry to wake you up.." He said, ruffling his own hair. "We need to buckle our seat belts."
"Okay-" Cry yawned and leaned against his own chair, buckling his seatbelt. Pewds shook his head, looking out the window once more.
By now, surely we are near the Bermuda triangle, so we must be about a few hours away from landing- so why do i see just water for miles? All these questions swirled in Pewdie's mind. Come to think of it, they should have landed by now.
An hour passed. The plane got more bumpy with every minute that flew by.
Felix awoke with a start as thunder roared. He felt uneasy. He looked at Cry who was also wide awake. Cry glanced at pewds, offering him a smile. Pewds smiled in return.
Pewds pulled his camera out and showed it to Cry. "Vlog?" asked pewds.
"Sure." Replied cry.
Pewds took no time or hesitation to begin the vlog. he turned on the camera with enthusiasm and pointed it at cry and himself.
"H-Hows it goin' BROS?!" Asked pewds to the camera. "Here with Cry on our way to the Meeting in Puerto Rico! Say hi Cry!"
"Hi cry." Said cry, waving to the camera.
Suddenly they heard the booming again. Pewds looked out the window in fear. He always had a sort of fear of flight and the whole planes thing. He turned off the camera. They were shaking uncontrollably as the plane tilted down.
"Shit.." Said cry. The plane tilted downwards more and they gained speed. the rudders shook the plane until they clutched their seats. "Shit! SHIT!" Pewds said.
Both Pewds and Cry's heads were whipped backwards and they both looked at each other. An escape door flew open. Yellow air bags dropped from the ceiling. luggage flew from one side to the next. The 'seat belts on' sign blinked.
Screaming could be heard from the near back of the plane followed by dead silence as the plane crashed into an island.
Cry awoke, head throbbing. He looked around himself, feeling an uncomfortable ache on his back and neck. Where am i? he wondered. How did i get here?
But then he remembered. He remembered the dread. The falling. He remembered the screaming passengers and flying luggage. Worst of all, he remembered the horrible snap that came from his leg as he flew from his seatbelt. He looked to the floor. Felix's camera was on the floor. Cry picked it up and held it close. He looked up gravely.
Cry's heart dropped. Felix. Wheres Felix? Panicked Cry. He reached down to unbuckle himself from the seat. Felix wasn't in his seat. Where was he? Where could he be-
Cry looked at the walls and cupped his mouth to keep in a shriek. Blood. Blood all over the walls- The passengers were all gone. Scratches were, too, on the walls. He hoped to god none of the blood was Pewdie's.
He walked out the exit door. Wires hung all around the plane. The pilot was gone. Missing.
More blood was in the sand. Cry looked along the beach, limping. A pain was throbbing and growing in his leg. He groaned in pain. Walking slowly along the beaches edge, he saw an outline of a person who sat in the sand.
"F- Felix?" Stuttered Cry. "FELIX!"
The figure turned to Cry and jumped up. It began running towards him. It was Felix. Cry's beloved friend ran quicker and quicker towards Cry, tackle hugging him.
"The plane crashed- Everyones gone or.." Cry swallowed. "Or dead.."
Pewds sat up next to cry. "I.. I know, cry.." He said silently. "I thought you were.. I thought you would never wake up.." Pewdie said, looking out towards the ocean. "Damnit, i thought i was alone!"
"Pewds-?" Cry asked. His friend seemed bothered. "How long was i-?"
"Too long, Cry… Too long.." Pewds gulped. A lump was forming in his throat. He hugged Cry again.
"Oh Cry! I was so scared i'd lost you i didn't know if you would ever wake up- i just kept looking back at the plane and i-" Pewds backed up and buried his head in his knees.
Cry was taken aback by the slightest hint of sadness that lied in his friends eyes. His strong friend- His best friend- so weak.. So much pain in his voice.
"You were asleep for a few hours.." Sniffled Pewds. "We need to get help.. The radio in the plane didn't work- Our phones are dead. All of the luggage was missing.."
"Wow… You really know what you're doing.." Inferred Cry
"I'm a gamer, cry." Said pewds, wiping the remaining tears from his eye and sniffling again. "I 'survive' a lot.."
"Right." Replied cry. Cry snuggled up next to pewds, the warm sand covering his shoes and pants. "Sorry I scared you." Said Cry.
"Wasn't your fault.." Said Pewds. "You didn't make the plane crash."
Cry smiled at pewdie.
"At least this survived." Said cry, removing his hand from pewdie's camera. Pewds smiled and laughed.
"You found it, Cry!" Pewds said, smiling. The sun was setting quickly and the horizon was bright orange.
"Crap- it'll be cold tonight, won't it.." Said Cry.
"Yeah? so?" replied Pewds.
"Don't we.. you know.. need a fire or something? to keep warm?"
"Ah, shit, you're right!" Pewdie exclaimed. Stars began to appear in the sky. The sliver of the moon showed itself and darkness overthrew the sky. Cry facepalmed. He huddled close to the warm sand and buried his face in his knees. we're screwed. He thought to himself. So screwed..
