Hello! Welcome to my new fan fic!

Now this is just a little bit of fun, not to be taken TOO TOO seriously but I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 1:

Late Night with Cry and Russ

"Just forget about it, Kat!" My friend, Maya, complained sitting on my queen sized bed with her laptop in her lap.

"I need it!" I cried, digging through every drawer in my room.

"No you don't, long nails aren't that bad."

"You're right, they aren't bad. They're horrid!" I exclaimed as I moved on to my closet.

Maya sighed loudly, and checked the time.

"Late night with Cry and Russ is on." She pointed out.

"Then what should you be doing?" I asked.

"Putting it on?"

"Obviously." I rolled my eyes, moving a large scarf to reveal my nail clippers.

"Finally!" I yelled, grabbing it quickly.

I calmed as Cry's voice filled my almost empty room, making me smile.

"Oh come on." Maya sighed at me.

"What?"

"You're in love with Cry. Obviously." She said, I could practically hear the smirk plastered on her lips.

I moved to the garbage bin, clipping my grotesquely long nails into the plastic bag.

"I am not. I just… really like him."

"Come on, admit it! You love him!"

"No! What if he lives in this town? What if he's my neighbor?" I asked.

"Kat, the chances of that are one in a million." Maya said.

"So? You never really know." I said, throwing myself on the bed with Maya, and slipped my iPad on my lap.

My dog, a golden retriever named Fiona, waddled into my room and plopped herself on the dog bed on the other side of the room.

"It's getting late. Even my dogs are putting themselves to bed." I said, tapping in my password on my iPad.

"So? Just the beginning of the night. If we don't want to miss any of 'Late Night with Cry' we've gotta stay up." She explained.

"We need coffee, then." I said.

We both looked at each other, and shook our heads.

"Later." Maya said, turning back to her laptop.

"Yup." I added, and went of Facebook.

I narrowed my eyes at the screen, not sure what I was reading.

"Skyrim online?" I asked outline, tapping on the link to more information.

"What?" Maya asked, leaning in to see my screen.

"Yeah, right here. If you have Xbox gold you could play online with people in your area…" I explained.

"Sounds amazing." Maya exclaimed, still reading over my shoulder.

"Did you hear about Skyrim online?" I heard Russ ask over the computer.

"Hush!" I said, turning to Maya's computer now.

"What?" Cry asked.

"Yeah, you could play with peeps from your town apparently. I don't know if I want to…" Russ started, but was interrupted by Cry.

"FUCK IT, I'M GETTING IT!" He yelled.

I laughed, smiling widely.

"Well, looks like I know what you're getting soon." Maya winked at me.

"What? No, I mean…"

"Oh come on, just get it. It would solve your problem of actually admitting you love Cry."

"How so?"

"You'll know if he's you neighbor."

"Please, if I wanted to know if he was my neighbor so bad I'd go door to door to find him."

"Why don't you?"

"Excuse me?"

"Why don't you go door to door looking for him? If you're so obsessed, why not?"

"The chances of that are…"

"One in a million?"

I turned to Maya, glaring at the conceited smirk that was now plastered on her face.

Rolling my eyes, I looked back at my iPad.

"Fine. I'll get it. But not because I'm looking for Cry. I just want to try it out." I defended.

"Sure…" Maya said, the smirk still on her face.

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I woke up completely sprawled on my bed, Maya right next to me, and all three of my dogs asleep in their beds. Two goldens, and one Pom. The pom slept with us on the bed, her little body sprawled across the bed from us, obviously wanting her space. That was very her. As much as she loved to cuddle, she needed a break after a little while.

Late Night was great, as always. Cry was tried, Russ was tired, Red was tired, all the guests were tired, we were tired, and they played some hilarious and amazing games.

Maya finally fell asleep before me, for once.

Once I saw she was sleeping, I allowed myself to sleep. But all night I dreamt of Cry. I dreamt of him in his mask, walking towards me in the world of Skyrim, Lydia right behind him.

I dreamt he came and talked to me, and immediately we fell in love.

'What a childish dream.' I thought as I dragged Maya's computer towards me.

I needed to clear my mind of Cry's face. Of his mask. I wanted to know so badly what was behind that mask…

Pewdiepie. Shane Dawson. Shanna Malcom. Jack's Gap. Amazing Phil. Danisnotonfire, anything to keep my mind off of Cry.

Unfortunately my weak attempt at trying to wipe him from my mind was despondently destroyed as I saw a new video from him.

The title read 'Skyrim Online.' I couldn't just let it sit there…

I clicked it to see the usual black background as Cry started to speak.

"Hello friends. Well… last night I heard about some mystical creation called 'Skyrim Online.' I'd like you guys to know… I'll be playing the shit out of it. Because it sounds cool. And I'm a cool person. Well, I'll also be filming it, because why the fuck not.

That's all I really had to say… If one of you people end up finding me, come up and say hi. I'll be exactly like my character in my Skyrim series already. Not sure if this will be considered a non-cancel of that series or not… but fuck it. More to come. For real this time."

I stared at the screen, mouth agape at the news I just heard.

Cry was definitely going to be on Skyrim Online… there was no doubt I was going to buy it.

I quickly glanced at Maya, still asleep on my bed. I couldn't let her know I was going on because of Cry.

The truth was… I really did love Cry. I first started my gaming video obsession with watching TobyGames. Then I found a man named Pewdiepie, and he turned from an obsession to a constitution. Amongst his videos there was this man named Cry… when I first heard of him I though he was very strange. I mean, his name is Cry? What the hell, right?

Well, then I watched is Ib playlist… and I fell in love. Not actually, of course.

I introduced him to Maya, and ever since we always watch the live streams together.

She lived just up the road from me, so it was easy phoning her and having her come over.

Together we submerged ourselves in everything Chaotic Monki. Of course, I will always be part of the Bro-army, but Cry was very much up there with Pewdie.

But I didn't love Pewdie. I mean, yes, I loved him, but not in the way I loved Cry. Pewdie is like a leader, at the same time a friend. When he was playing Walking Dead we seemed to virtually bond. At the end I was holding it, eyeing Pewdie's face slowly crumbling slowly. Then when he bursted in tears, I followed close behind him, loosing it entirely.

Cry as well. Of course, I didn't see his face. But I heard it in his voice. He was crying straight into the microphone, with no shame at all. That made me cry more.

Now I have the chance to potentially play with this man… the man I had fallen in love with over the Internet.

And the best part… I can be whoever I wanted to be. I didn't have to be Kat Tole, I could be Charlotte Nigma the High Elf.

In Skyrim I ruled that world. In real life, I didn't.

I scrolled through the comments of the video to see almost everyone saying 'I bet I'll meet him. We'll slay dragons together!' or 'This is my chance! Cry, I'm coming for you! With the amulet of Mara around my neck and a heart full of love!'

I looked amused at the comments. Well then… I guess I shouldn't hope.

But still a part of me felt as if I had to. As if it wasn't a need anymore, it was a necessity.

Yay! Hope you enjoyed!

Constructive criticism is appreciated! Just don't be TOO mean! ^_^