Chapter One: Gamers in the Castle
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Warning! This is Yaoi
A loud, "WOOP!" startled Stephano from sleep. Groaning, the golden stature rubbed his eyes.
"It's too early for this shit, Pewdie…" he mumbled, then rolled out of bed. Without bothering to don his shirt, Stephano exited his room and looked around. Pewdiepie, Cry, and Ken were running down the hallway towards him, all telling incoherently. A bro ran behind them, roaring fiendishly. The Statue groaned again, and watched as the three men bolted past him. The bro hit an invisible wall and stumbled back, moaning piteously.
"Go away." Stephano said, irritated. Almost looking sad, the monster lumbered off, back down the hallway. Nodding, Stephano turned and put his hands on his hips. The three gamers were laughing and high fiving each other. Cry wore his mask, slightly off kilter from their escape, brown hair mussed. Pewdiepie looked as he normally did, blonde hair a wreck, stubble on his chin, wearing the green headphones. Ken wore a sock monkey hat, tendrils of black hair curling out from under it, black headphones dangling around his neck. Stephano rolled his eyes at them.
"We totally beat that sucker, that was awesome, wasn't it Stephano…" Ken said, turning to look at the golden statue. His words died as he noticed Stephano glaring at them. Pewdie was the first to recover his voice.
"Sorry if we woke you Bro." As ever, the Swede's words made Stephano soften. He dropped his arms to his sides.
"It's fine. Just don't make a habit of it." Pewdie grinned. Cry then quipped,
"Looking real sexy there, Statue- man." And the three gamers dissolved into hoots and laughter. A door down the hallway creaked open and Mr. Chair yelled,
"Shut the fuck up, all of you!" the door slammed and even Stephano had to stifle a laugh.
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Barrel paced his room, muttering and gesturing wildly. Somehow that insolent Swedish gamer and his friend, the masked one, kept slipping past his Box sentries. He refused to admit that the boxes were too dumb to be of any use, but the Barrel kind thought themselves above any duty like that. If only he knew what the gamer's weak spot! Suddenly, Barrel stopped. An evil grin spread across his face. Of course! It was staring him right in the face. The masked one, Cry, was weak, easily frightened. And Pewdiepie was fiercely protective of him. The Barrel rubbed his hands together gleefully and congratulated himself on a plan well concocted.
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Much later that night, Cry and Pewdie said farewell to Stephano. They opened a Portal back into the apartment they were sharing. Cry stepped through first and turned back to say something to his friend. Pewdiepie, ever distracted and clumsy, tripped and fell directly into Cry. They crashed to the floor, nose to nose, the Swede on top of his American friend. Cry's face flushed as he stared at his friend, heart pounding. Then the blonde scrambled off, mumbling an apology and closed the Portal. They giggled awkwardly and went to their separate rooms. Cry shut the door softly behind him, and leaned his head against it. He still couldn't believe he was falling for his best friend….
A/N: hey guys! So I know I promised I'd finish Ctrl, and I'm trying my hardest to do so, but things have been crazy for me, writer's block is a bitch, and I need some time off of the story. So, in the meantime, I've been working on this short little fic, and I hope you all like it! Till next time,
Peace to the Cookies!
-dance