Author's Note and Disclaimers: Before I have people raging at me with flaming torches and sharpened pitchforks, this is fan fic does NOT intend to offend PewDiePie, Cry or those who like them. This is just something that makes fun out of the idea some fans have about PewDie and Cry being together in a romantic/sexual relationship. PewDie's already got Marzia so I see no point in shipping Cry with PewDie together.

This story has multiple alternative endings that do not intertwine with each other, so it can get cracky in some places but not so mind bogglingly epic. There is NO true ending to this story and there is NO true order of which endings go where. They are there for entertainment purposes.

Other than that, I hope you read, fave, review and enjoy the story.

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Once upon a video game, PewDiePie and Cry tried to avoid all the deadly spikes and saws in Bloody Trapland. They had so much fun, they got themselves killed by said obstacles or bounced on each other's heads when the other one didn't have the good sense to duck.

Finally after they crossed the lava of death (because lava is a bitch) they found a nearby safe area where they decided to rest. Both guys huffed and puffed as Cry turned to PewDie. "I told you lava was a bitch and bitch things were going to happen," he said in between breaths.

PewDie glanced back with a relieved smile and combed his dirty blonde hair back with his fingers. "At least we made it to a safe area, away from those deadly things."

Cry let out a chuckle. "That is true. We should work out a strategy so we don't get ourselves killed as much as we did back there." Both gamers looked back at their blood red trail along the course they struggled to complete before they burst into a fit of laughter. After a while, Cry tamed his giggles and cleared his throat. "PewDie, I wanna ask you something and I want you to be honest with me," he took a deep breath once his friend had calmed down. "Do you like playing video games with me?"

PewDie turned to Cry with an intrigued expression. "Of course I like playing video games with you! You're a lot better at playing them than I am." If PewDie could see through Cry's mask, he would know his friend smiled at the compliment.

"Gee… thanks…" Cry mustered before he cleared his throat again. "So… you like me as a friend then?"

"Of course I do!" PewDie beamed. "Why are you asking me these questions?" If only PewDie could see the blush underneath Cry's mask. Then he'd have a better idea of what he was going to say next.

"W-Well…" Cry started while he composed a coherent sentence in preparation. "I've always had fun with you when we play games. Every time I see your smile on the face cam, every time I hear you scream like a little girl, and every time we exchange friendly fires and killing each other, for some reason it always feels… warm and fluffy… like a basket of kittens with little bow ties around their necks, and top hats on their heads." Cry felt a little foolish for such an analogy since PewDie just gawked at his companion.

"What are you trying to say?" He said in confusion. Without a thought about the consequences for his actions, Cry grabbed Pewdie by his shoulders and bought him close enough for their noses to make contact (or at least make Pewdie's nose touch the centre of Cry's mask).

"PewDie," Cry stared into the other's eyes intensely, "I love you man!"

PewDie blinked a few times but didn't tear his eyes away from Cry's. His mind raced, trying to process the confession his friend had just given him. "Y-You… love me?" He repeated despite his shocked state.

Cry pulled a little away and nodded. "Yes PewDie. I've loved you for a very long time. I know you already have a girlfriend but… I just wanted to get my feelings out there, you know?" His voice strained as catastrophic thoughts of rejection emerged in his imagination. How would PewDie react? Angry? Sad? What if he never wanted to play video games with Cry again? What if he didn't want to be his friend anymore? The thought of not having PewDie in his life made his heart sink and it wasn't long before the voice of the guy he confessed to interrupted his thoughts.

"It's okay."

Cry perked up and gazed at PewDie, almost entranced by his sapphire blue eyes and comforting smile. "W-What?" He stuttered. Why was PewDie smiling? Shouldn't he be mad at him for spouting such nonsense? Before Cry could protest, PewDie seized his hands and brought them up to chin level. His eyes sparkled like any shojo anime character would when confessing their love to their crush.

"I love you too Cry," he smiled. Cry was astonished even if his neutral expression etched mask didn't show it.

"B-But I thought-" He stopped suddenly when he noticed PewDie's lips draw closer to his. Without saying another word, Cry leaned towards PewDie's mouth and lifted his mask partially so he can fully embrace what could be a magical kiss.