Cry had arrived at the airport early, sporting a blue hoodie, a pair of cargo shorts, sandals, and a sign that he held in the air, " 'Sup, Bro?", As he was sure it was going to attract Pewdie's attention. He stood on his toes as people passed by, some weren't sure who he was talking to but ignore him. Finally, he saw the two.

"'Sup?" He asks, putting the sign under his arm, smiling and Pewdie and Marzia in turn.

The 'Sup, Bro?' sign waving in the air immediately got Pewdie's attention and he lifted a hand to show he had seen it. Rushing over to Cry, he grabbed the other male and pulled him into a quick hug, slapping his friend's back. "Hey! Thank you once more for letting me stay with ya. Haha, lets go then eh?" He took Marzia's hand after she gave Cry a quick hug and a quick peck on the cheek, a habit of European culture.

They walked out of the airport, and all the while Pewdie looked around their surroundings. "It's pretty here, nice and hot too." He said as he felt the sun beating down on them.

Cry carefully hid the blush that fell on his face when he had been hugged and... european-ly greeted, "Yeah, it is pretty hot most of the time." He commented, zipping down his hoodie slightly, letting a slight breeze go through, his hair slightly disturbed. He glanced at Marzia, "Do you need a ride to where you're staying, Marzia?" He asked, smiling friendly as he lead the group to his car, unlocking it and slidding into the driver's seat, waiting for the two to get in.

Pewdie nodded, finding the heat nice. Plus he was pretty used to it in Italy. As they headed towards Cry's car, Marzia looked to him and smiled sweetly, "That'd be appreciated. I can give you gas money for going out of your way for us." She offered as she tucked her purse onto her lap as Felix took the front passenger seat. Pewds looked back at her and patted her knee as he shook his head, "I'll take care of it, if he needs any. You will be alright on your own?" He asked her and she smiled reassuringly as she blew him a kiss.

Cry followed Marzia's directions as best as he could, sometimes taking the wrong turn, but eventually got her to her destination. He rolled down his window when she got out, "Later, Marzia!" And allowed Pewdie a few minutes to say good-bye before riding to his house. It was late noon, and Cry was happy that he had cleaned up the place. It looked great.

"May I show you to your room, monsieur?" He asked, gesturing with boths hands as he gestured towards the hall, smiling broadly.

When they arrived at the hotel and Marzia got out, Pewds got out to give her a quick hug and kiss goodbye, telling her he'd come see her whenever she was not working. Climbing back in the car, he tapped his hand against the car door to an imaginary beat until they reached Cry's home. He hopped out of the car and stretched, "Ah yes you can, mon ami." He teased as he dragged his luggage as he headed down the hall. "So this is Cry's pad eh? Very nice." He said in a Borat voice and laughed. Setting his luggage inside the room, he placed his hands on his hips and grinned, "So bro, did ya have any plans for my first night here eh?" He asked as he sat down on the guest bed and began bouncing on it like a child.

A perverted though went through his mind, but he brushed it away almost immediately. "Well, we could watch a movie or get started on that Co-Op you were talking about." He offered, walking out and returning to the kitchen to start making some Mac and Cheese. "Mmmm, gourmet..." He chuckled as he began to cook it, thoroughly ignore that thought he had, not even preparing to analyze it.

Pewds thought that suggestion over before he took off after Cry, skidding into the kitchen before he began pumping his fist in the air and pelvic thrusting in the air. "Or we can parteh 'cause there's no party like a Pewdiepie party!" He laughed before he noticed what Cry was making. "Mac and cheese with a movie sounds good to me. A bit too tired to make a vid right away." He admitted as he ruffled his blond hair, a laugh leaving his lips as he began bobbing his head to the music in his head.

Cry could help but laugh at Pewdie's strange but almost adorable expressions he made and actions. 'Woah, woah,' he thought to himself, 'adorable?'

Cry kept smiling shaking his head. What movie do you want to watch? I've got Netflicks." He asked as he added the cheese powder to the noodles, and grabbed a couple plates. "Mind grabbin' some forks and cups?" He asked, "I hope you like iced tea, because I make it all the time."

Pewdie laughed alongside Cry, oblivious to the thoughts the other man was having. When he asked what movie he wanted to watch, he tapped his chin in thought. "Ugh, there are so many choices on Netflix. We should totally watch some of those crappy old horror movies, just to make fun of them." He snickered as he went through the cabinets and drawers to find the forks and cups. "Tea is fine by me, bro. Marzia makes some really good tea. Love it." He said as he set the cups down on the counter alongside the forks.

Cry smiled, "Then you'll love mine just as well." He stated, gesturing for him to take the cups into the living room while he gave their plates large amounts of Mac n' Cheese. Grabbing a jug of tea from the fridge, he sat down at the table, turning on Netflicks. "How about... uhm Noseferactu?" He chuckled, his eyes slightly squinting when he laughed.

"Oh, you a tea expert? Bravo." Pewds laughed as he clapped Cry on the back before he carried the cups to living room, setting them on the coffee table. Pouring himself some ice tea, he then took the plate filled with mac and cheese and grinned at Cry's suggestion. "Nothin' cornier than that one, lets do eet!" He dragged out the 'it' through clenched teeth before he laughed and scooped a chunk of cheesy macaroni into his mouth. "Nothing like eating mac and cheese and watching B movies. Got a new idea for youtube, commentary on crappy movies." He joked as he elbowed Cry in the side.

"Ow." Cry reacted to being elbowed and smacked, and for a moment seemed serious, but grinned and laughed all the same. "Alright, we can go all Nostalgia Critic on this!" He smiled, poking Pewdie in the ribs to test if he was ticklish. Which, he'd admit, was somewhat homo-erotic at that moment.

Pewds stopped for a moment when Cry didn't laugh or anything, fearing he had hurt him or something before he finally laughed. Relaxing, he grinned enthusiastically until he was poked in the ribs. He was ticklish in a lot of places and his ribs was one of them. Giggling unmanly like, Pewds shoved at Cry's hand as he snorted and tried to cover his ribs. "Hey, if ya wanted to play with my nipples all you had to do was ask." He teased, even though he knew that wasn't what the other was trying to do. In return, he poked Cry in the side as well to test for any ticklish spots, ignoring the fact that this was almost gay.

Cry went red once more, but laughed, ignoring the fluttery, weird feelings in his stomache. When being prodded, her chuckled deeply, but didn't seem to be too ticklish. Chuckling evilly, he loomed over Pewdie with his hands up like claws, and tickled him, aiming right where he originally poked him. In the back of his head, a voice said, with a spooky echo, 'THIS IS SOOO GAAAY... Gaaay... gaaay...'

Pewds looked disappointed when it didn't seem Cry was as ticklish as he was in the ribs and was about to comment on that when the other loomed over him. All of a sudden, he was being tickled completely, making him break out laughing and kicking, almost squealing as he wrestled with Cry's hands. "Nej, nej, stop! Hahaha, nooooo!" He wailed in laughter, the laughter bringing tears to his eyes as he writhed about, "You meanie, picking on lil, innocent Pewds."

Cry stopped, laughing at his expression, before leaning back on the couch once more, "If you were innocent, you wouldn't say 'Hey, if ya wanted to play with my nipples all you had to do was ask'." He said in an almost-sexy voice, taking a sip from his tea. He wiggled his eyebrows playfully before finding the movie on netflicks, taking a bite of the cheesy goodness on his plate. "Mm, needs salt and pepper." He said, going to the kitchen. Grabbing the shakers, he tried to straighten himself out. 'Okay, okay, Cry' He told himself before returning to the couch, 'Need to stop acting so... weird around Pewdie. He's my bro.'

Pewds flopped back on the couch when he was released, laughing breathlessly as he listened to Cry's retort. "Hey, nipples are innocent, no reason to make them a bad thing." He grinned, as he picked up his plate of food and began scarfing it down once more. Cry really does have a sexy voice. No wonder everyone loves listening to him. Wait, what? He blinked at his own thoughts before shaking his head and watching the intro to the movie. "Hurry up, bro. Don't wanna miss even two seconds!" He called over the couch to his friend before turning back to the television set.