Cry and his fellow youtuber friends were all gathered in the same room. Well, Cry's presence was actually only a computer-projected voice at this moment, but… they were here to hang out and have fun. But this time they were really persistent about something...

"Hey Cry, you should really hang out in person with us. It will be more enjoyable this way both for us and for you." Felix started.

"Yeah, and no one's gonna see you besides us. It'll be a secret. We've known each other for long enough, right?" added Ken.

"B-but guys...there's a reason I don't want to do this. It's not only because of my social anxiety at being found out and exposed to millions of people… It's also-"

"We just want to hang out with you as a person. Please, Cry. Trust us." pleaded Mark.

Jack tried to defend Cry, getting worried that the group may be intruding a bit too far. "I mean, if he doesn't want to then-"

"Okay guys. You know what? Fine. But don't blame me for what may happen next."

They didn't know what he meant by that but rejoiced nonetheless, too happy to question him.

They spent the night talking and vlogging for their fans, relaxing on the couch. Pewds jokingly abused Cry, turning the computer sideways so the other couldn't see them through the camera. It was all jovial banter and Cry played along, saying that when the robots take over Pewds will be the one to be terminated first for his abuse of physically disabled machines.

As the night came to an end, the five scheduled another time they were free and could all meet up together. Cry agreed to hold the party at his house this time. Their anticipation steadily rose as they approached the promised day.

And then it came.

Today they would finally meet up with Cry in person. All of them were visibly excited and kept mentioning it on Twitter (Cry allowed them to) that their friend would finally reveal himself to them.

The four met together at the airport in Florida and afterwards went to Cry's house. They arrived and stopped at his doorstep to prepare themselves mentally. Mark was so giddy that he lost himself, turning into Dark and staring through the window curtains of the residence with that creepy rape smile of his.

"Come on out, Cry. Come out and play." he finished with a gurgling hysterical chuckle as he stared with predator-like eyes through the window.

"I can sense him. He's inside.", he huskily said as his head dramatically turned to face the group. Him and Anti shared a knowing look as their manical smiles bared their teeth, ready to devour anything that stood in their way.

"Whoa, woa, now camm down there guys. If Cry sees you like this youll scare him off and we won't be able to spend time with him. You guys don't want that right?" Pewds interjected.

"Let's aim for zero casualties today, everybody. Zero deaths. Save the bloodbath for another time. And you," he went over to Jack and slapped him on the face. Jack reverted back from Anti and started crying on the floor. "Yeah, thats right. Not so tough now are you?"

They all knew that Jack would be fine since he's already used to everyone abusing him.

"F-felix…" Jack looked up at him, lips trembling and grabbed on to his leg, still crying.

That was when they all heard a muffled voice from somewhere within the house.

"Just get in already! I know you've been standing outside the door and causing commotion for god knows how long! The whole neighborhood must have noticed you already by now!" it was the shouting of Cry who apparently had heard their childish exchange but seemed too lazy to actually open the door for himself.

Felix and Ken, currently the only (questionably) sane ones realized the gravity of the situation and went into action. If anyone recognized them from outside many fans would be speculating that Cry lives here, especially after they mentioned about visiting him.

Ken dragged Mark back to the entrance.

Felix tried to pry Jack off to no avail, gave up and stopped his bitchy whining by taking out a dirty tissue from his pocket and shoving it in the other's open mouth to muffle some of the sound.

"You ready?" he glanced at Ken who nodded, restraining Dark at his side from moving.

"Lets go" he reached for the doorknob which was conveniently left unlocked and turned it, opening the door and dragging Jack who still refused to let go and was now screaming through the tissue for some unknown reason, desperately clinging with both his hands at Felix's navy jeans. It was quite the sight to behold, four grown men with dyed, crazy hair trying to get into a fucking door, only to succeed after five minutes. Ken shoved Mark inside and finally closed the damn door behind him.