Sweden suddenly yelped loudly, a sound so high-pitched it was bound to have made Cry go deaf.

"Ring-ding-a-pow-hatchy-ho!" he yelped, making his character run full speed away from the alley he had been traveling.

"Dude! What happened?!" Cry laughed. Sweden let out a breath when he saw Cry's character standing back where they had first started.

"I startled her! I startled the witch!" he yelped. Cry mumbled something, his character not moving. "Cry! Cry, what are you doing?!"

"Hold ON a second, I'm trying to find something..."

"Cry! Cry! CRY CRY CRY CRY CRYYY!" Sweden exclaimed, as the witch killed him. Finally, Cry threw something at the witch, laughing under his breath. Sweden pouted. "Why'd you wait so looong?!"

Cry laughed louder. "Two reasons. 1: I wanted to see you sliding around on the floor-"

"-Oh Cry, who knew you were so kinky~?!"

"-and 2: I was searching for something."

Sweden raised an eyebrow. "Searching for what, exactly?"

Cry mumbled something, but Sweden couldn't make out what he was saying. "LllllOUder Cry!"

"A C4," Cry said quietly, sounding supremely embarrassed.

Sweden couldn't help but crack up. "Wrong game, bro, wrong game. But we got to play some more TTT soon! You...me...Ken...and mah main Minx-y."

"No, she's MY main Minx-y!"

"No, she's mine! She calls me PEWDS!"

"And she calls me CRY!"

Sweden cleared his throat, making it dramatically deep, mimicking a Southern accent. "And she calls me Ken."

Cry laughed very loudly at that—the type of laugh that he usually only laughed when he was drunk, and playing a random ostrich game with Markplier. "Du-ude, you made Ken sound like some tobacco-smoking Kentucky mountain man."

Sweden blinked. "I thought Kentucky was up North...?"

Cry sounded absolutely scandalized. "Dude, I gotta send you a real map."

Sweden rolled his eyes. "Psh, typical Americans. Thinking your the most important people in the world."

"We are!" Cry proclaimed proudly. "We are the worlds #1 producer of helium!"

"Isn't there, like, a major shortage of helium, though?" Sweden asked, smiling innocently.

"Ah, shut up," Cry muttered, before immediately screaming afterwards, "I see a zambie! Finally!"

Sweden pumped his fist into the year. "Yeah! Let's kill some zaaambies! But...Cry. Will you please revive me?" he asked.

Cry laughed pausing a few more seconds to watch Pewd's character slide around on the ground, before he revived him.

"Yeah!" Sweden said, once he was back on his feet. "Let's end em!"

A/N Long time, I know. So, so so so so sorry! I'll post the last chapter super soon! Like tomorrow maybe?

Edit: I tried posting this yesterday, but seeing that none of my followers recieved the email, I deleted it. And then everyone got the emails for my updates at 6 am (ugh). So sorry for the confusion!

Anyway, please review!