"BARREL!" Evelyn leaped back, slamming into a tree. Pewdiepie turned around so fast, the Flash would be jealous.

"Barrels? I should have figured they were a part of this." Pewdie's eyes were filled with hatred.

"Really, Evelyn? You're afraid of barrels? You are more of a wuss than I thought." Abigail joked. When Evelyn didn't answer, Abigail got concerned. "Evelyn?" Evelyn slid down the tree onto the ground. Her eyes were fixed in the direction of the "barrels". Her hand went limp and the flashlight dropped to her side. Cry crouched down to the right of her and waved his hand in front of her face.

"I think she's broken," Cry joked, trying to lighten the mood.

"Shuuut up." Abigail snapped at him. He raised his hands in a surrender motion. Abigail knelt in front of Evelyn. "Evelyn, answer me!" Abigail was getting fed up with Evelyn just sitting there. Abigail looked her straight in her eyes and slapped her right across the face. Cry stumbled back, afraid of getting in the middle of an argument.

Evelyn's eyes quickly regained focus. "OWW!" She screamed as she held her cheek. "Really, again?"

Abigail ignored the rhetorical question (at least it was rhetorical to her) "See Cry? She wasn't broken. She just needed a slap start." Abbi addressed Cry as she stood up and extended her hand to Evelyn to help her up. Evelyn ignored the hand, picked up the flashlight, and got up by herself, still holding her cheek.

"What the..." Pewdiepie's face was a mask of confusion. He had still been turned around when Abigail had slapped Evelyn so all he had heard was a slap and a cry of pain.

He was frozen for a few seconds where Evelyn turned to Abigail and whispered, "Pewdiepie processing mode activated. Boop!" Both girls just started cracking up at this and fall to the ground, unable to stay standing.

"What the fuck is going on?" He asked.

"I have no idea." Cry was also mystified about why the two girls were literally ROTFLing. The two girls finally sat up, clutching their stomachs.

"Oh god. I needed that." Evelyn said, smiling.

"Why were you two laughing so hard?" Felix asked, exasperated.

"Well first, I was already holding in my laughter from your expression and then Evelyn just had to say 'Pewdiepie processing mode activated. Boop!" Abigail explained.

When Cry heard this, he fell, laughing, and his laughter made Evelyn and Abigail start laughing again and Pewdie was just leaning against a tree, the flashlight in his hand, waiting for the three of them to stop laughing. "Fuck you, Cry," he said.

After everyone calmed down, the group sat in a circle/square. Cry turned towards Evelyn. "So why did you freak about barrels?" He asked her. Her expression went from happy to terror to complete anguish. She curled up into a ball and started crying.

"Why? Why?" She mumbled through her sobs. Abigail glared at Cry, who unfortunately glanced at her. They had a silent conversation. (Think about Madagascar if you have seen it and the conversation between Gloria and Alex when Melvin was depressed.)

"What did I do?" Cry asked.

"I don't know, but it's your fault. Fix it." Abigail answered.

"How is it my fault?"

"You're the one who said barrels. Now fix this situation."

"No. It's not my fault."

"Do it or I will beat you up."

"Ok, ok. Fine... How?"

"I don't know."

While those two had their silent chat, Pewdie was looking between the two of them thinking, 'What the hell are they saying?'

Cry put his hand on Evelyn's shoulder, trying to comfort her. She quickly looked up and through her tear-filled eyes, all she saw was a white face and dark clothes near her. And so, she started to scream bloody murder.

Cry threw himself away from her as she continued to scream. After a few seconds, she realized that it was just Cry and she stopped screaming. She clutched at her chest and was panting as she said, "Don't *puff* fucking *puff* do that *puff* again. I thought *puff* you were *puff* Slenderman."

As Evelyn caught her breath and calmed down, Pewdiepie and Abigail came back. When Evelyn screamed, Pewdie had ran away a few yards and Abigail followed him, telling him to grow some balls and not be a scaredy cat. Abigail had a crowbar in one hand and a metal pipe in the another.

"Well, let's just all grow a pair, quit flipping out, and figure out what the hell is going on." Abigail said, the hand with the crowbar on her hip. She shoved the crowbar into Pewdiepie's hands and the metal pipe towards Cry. "Here. I found these when I went to fetch Pewds after Evelyn's... crazy tantrum." She muttered as she flicked out her knife to check the sharpness. Evelyn looked sheepish when she heard that.

Cry looked over at Pewdiepie, turning the metal pipe over in his hands. Pewdie was swinging the crowbar around like a goof and Cry had a flashback to one of the games that him and Pewdie played together. "You'd better not kill me again with a crowbar, Pewds!" Cry said, referring to the game. Everyone broke into laughter, except for Evelyn, who just smirked, Felix sounding like a retarded hyena.

"Fuck you, Cry." Pewdiepie said, still laughing. "And I told you I was sorry." He reminded Cry.

"Jeremy brings these things to us, Sir!" Abigail yelled, quoting Cry. This brought a fresh wave of laughter onto them and all of them collapsed with laughter. Evelyn was even laughing, clutching her stomach. Everyone then just came together into a sitting group hug except for Evelyn. Abigail noticed this and nudged Evelyn with her foot. "Come on, Evelyn," she said.

Evelyn was about to say "no thanks" when Abigail, not going to take no as an answer, grabbed her arm and pulled her into the center of the group hug.

They stayed like this for a few seconds, Evelyn trying to get out of the group hug, her face red. When the three goofs finally let her go, she scrambled a few feet away from them, trying to avoid another group hug.

Cry really wanted to ask Evelyn a question but he didn't want her to freak out again. Abigail noticed this and poked him. "Hey. Whatcha thinking about?"

"I want to ask Evelyn a question but I don't want to make her flip out or cry again." Cry explained to Abigail quietly.

"Oh, that's easy." Abigail answered. She raised her voice. "Hey! Evelyn! Cry wants to ask you a question but you have to promise not to freak again." Evelyn slid back towards them, still wary of another group hug.

"Before, when I scared you, why did you think I was Slenderman?" Cry leaned back, waiting for her to explode or something, but all she did was sigh. She opened her mouth to answer when they heard a girl scream.

AN: Also, I am going to update the story around 9 pm Eastern US time on Mondays.