Alright guys don't hate me!
Cry walked up and knocked on Pewd's door.
Marzia opened it.
"Where is your face?"
"What do you mean?"
"You have no face."
"I know."
"..."
"..."
"Come in."
Cry walked into the house.
Pewdie saw him come in. He was petting Edgar and Puga-chan who were his armrests. They looked miserable.
"Hello Pewdie." Cry said bluntly.
"Cry what are you doing here? At my house?"
"I do not know."
"Oh."
"Oh."
"Do you want some pie?"
"What you have pie?"
"Yes Cry, I always have pie~!"
"Oh."
"Oh."
"...Can I have some?"
"No."
"No?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because I don't have any pie."
"..."
"..."
"But you're Pewdie PIE. You should always have pie."
"Well I don't."
"..."
"..."
Marzia served them jars of Nutella.
"This taste good."
"I know Cry. I know." Pewd's petted Cry's no-face face.
"What are you doing?"
"Being romantical."
"That's not romantical."
"Oh."
"Oh."
"Then I will not be romantical anymore."
"Okay."
"Close your eyes Cry."
"Okay." He closed his eyes.
"Do you know what is in your hand." Pewdie had put something in his hand.
"It feels smooth."
"Yes."
"It's really nice."
"Yees."
"I like the texture of it."
"YESSSSSS!"
"It's a banananananana?"
"Yes. It is a bananananana!"
"Do I get a prize?"
"No."
"Oh."
"Oh."
Don't ask me why I wrote this, I just felt like it. ._.
