"That was the worse flight ever."

Wes, Max and Flitz were walking down the street, looking for their hotel. They had landed in Paris about two hours ago, and, as Flitz said, it was the worse flight ever. There was too much turbulence, Flitz had a child that kicked his seat the whole time sitting behind him, Wes was sandwiched between a couple, as in, the couple who can't stand to be away from each other (even though it was probably three feet), and Max had been forced to look at pictures of an old lady's grandchildren.

"Next time, we need to get our seats together," Wes said, and held up the map, "Where are we?"

"WES!"

They looked up, and saw Joven and Lasercorn running towards them, "What are you guys doing here?" Lasercorn asked, once they had joined their three friends.

"We want to help with the Marhinki promotion, and we figured it was better to be over here and see the action for ourselves," Wes explained, "Twitter has been blowing up since we started this," Jovenshire and Lasercorn exchanged grins, evil grins, "What...what's going on?" he asked.

"You'll see. Follow us."

Meanwhile, Sohinki, Mari and his parents were on their way to Germany, heading to one of the famous concentration camps, Bergen-Belsen. Anthony, Ian, Marzia and Pewdiepie went back to France, and they were acting suspicious. Sohinki had tried to get Marzia to tell him what was going on, but she had smiled, patted his shoulder and sent him on his way.

Sohinki was worried, and he probably should be, knowing his friends.

He heard his phone go off, and took it out of his pocket. It was from Lasercorn.

Hey! Guess who joined us in Europe!

Sohinki looked at the picture, and saw a picture of him, Wes, Max and Flitz in front of the Eiffel Tower. Sohinki groaned, and sent him back a message.

As if you guys being here wasn't bad enough.

"What's wrong?" Mari asked, taking her headphones out.

"Wes, Flitz and Max have decided to join us on our adventure," Sohinki answered, and putting his phone away, "This trip keeps getting better and better," Mari raised her eyebrows.

"You don't like us being here?" she asked, and Sohinki realized what he said.

"That's not what I meant," he said, and Mari crossed her arms, "I just meant...well...you know..." Mari looked at him, and Sohinki suddenly got nervous.

"I know what?" she asked.

"Nevermind," he mumbled, and took out his headphones. He fumbled with them, and felt Mari's hand on his shoulder. Sohinki looked up at her, "What I meant was, I wasn't expecting it," he said, "It kinda threw me off guard, and I didn't know how I would feel having your guys here as well. It's just a bit...overwhelming."

"I can understand that," Mari said, "We can all be overwhelming at some point. Why didn't you just tell us?" Sohinki chuckled a nervous chuckle.

"I didn't want to hurt your feelings," he said, and Mari rolled her eyes.

"Please. Since when did you care about feelings?" Mari teased, punching him in the arm. Sohinki chuckled, "Unless it's your own, especially when you lose at video games."

"Hey now, I don't always get sooky when I lose," he said.

"Uh, yeah you do. You try and make up an excuse about why you lose," Mari pointed out.

"I only do that so I get a chance to talk to you more," Sohinki said, then realized what he said. Mari raised her eyebrows.

"Matt, you never need an excuse to talk to me," she said softly, "I mean, we're friends so we can talk about anything, anytime."

"I just feel like we never get a chance to talk anymore," he admitted, "I know we've all been busy, but...this time that we're spending together...it's nice. Just the two of us," Mari smiled, and place her hand on his hand.

"Yeah, it is nice. I wish we could do this more often," Mari said, and Sohinki looked at her, a bit surprised.

"Do you mean that?" he asked, and Mari nodded.

"I like spending time with you," she said, and Sohinki decided that he should tell Mari how he feels.

"Mari, there's something I need to tell..."

"Hey we're here," Mrs. Sohinki said, turning around, and Mari looked at Sohinki.

"What did you want to tell me?" she asked.

"It can wait," he said, undoing his seat belt, "Let's go."