Chapter 2
The dream
Cry fell asleep before the swede could
answer, it was his last memory before
waking up here with the swede...
It was
when his friend was recording the
Harlem Shake video, he called him on
Skype and pewds stopped the music and
ran over to the computer and answered
the Skype call w/ camera...In a pair of
most likely Marzia's bra and panties, the
sight momentarily made Cry gasp, then
laugh a bit as he covered his face an
said "Sir, you've a bit of a problem there"
he tried to maintain eye contact with his
friend, Pewds looked down and said "Oh...
This?" he laughed a bit "I'm recording
my Harlem Shake video. Bet the Bros won't
see this one coming" Cry bit his lip,
holding back laughter and said "I'm sure.
I'm still shocked, too!" they talked for a little
whole longer, soon it was 4am for cry and
he headed to sleep after telling his friend
goodnight. He couldn't help but lay there
in bed and think about what Pewds looked
like, he wasn't ever expecting to see Pewds
in anything like that EVER. He shook the
thought from his mind, surprised he was
even thinking about that still... He
unstrapped his mask from the back of his
head, taking it off and setting it on his
desk next to his laptop, he ran his hands
over his face, taking his contacts out and
putting his glasses on, and goes to the
bathroom to wash his face and get in the
shower.
Meanwhile Pewds was still awake and had
Cry sleeping on his lap, he smiled and
laughed at the reaction he might get when
he wakes the American up... Though he
heard a voice and looked up, surprised to
hear that voice again...He ignored it,
thinking it was just his imagination acting
up again. He slowly fell asleep too.
