ANL So, uh, here we go. First little introduction chapter to this short PewdieCry fic i'm doing. I haven't exactly started the 2nd chapter… if you're enjoying it so far let me know, feedback's nice or just let me know that you do like it. Um, yeah . TAKE IT!

Let me know if you think I should change anything, personalities, more description. Anything.

Sorry if the story is slow. I'm nervous. Just, sorry. WHATEVER. skfhsdkhf


Have you ever had this strange feeling that you just needed to leave the house and go out? Like some type of lure in the back of your mind that's trying to tell you that something important could happen today if you did? Well, on this particular day I decided. Fuck it, why the hell not? I'd been in my apartment for close to a week without taking a step outside, and just for something different on the agenda today, I figured I'd go out and have some lunch somewhere.

I turned off my computer, finally giving in to the nagging in the back of my mind to get the hell up. I quickly changed out of my clothes to put on something more presentable for the world that is not my bedroom. And then headed out, grabbing my keys off my computer desk before locking my apartment door and leaving.

Walking outside, I ran a hand through my shagged brown hair, not really thinking about where I was headed. I wasn't too hungry really, I just had this weird feeling that I needed to keep walking. And I don't know why, but I did. Even though there was no point to any of it. I guess getting some fresh air was pretty nice.

I eventually lost track of where I was walking and suddenly bumped into a couple of people, not realising that the street I was on had gotten much more crowded. Looking up, I noticed the mall was up ahead and that a lot of people were leaving. It was never usually that busy, so being curious I decided to head over whilst avoiding the oncoming crowd ahead of me.

When I finally got inside the entrance, I suddenly regretted it. It was so packed in here, luckily everyone seemed to be just leaving. Which I found was weird, considering the mall didn't close for a few more hours. I shrugged and got the attention of a young girl headed on her the way out.

"Excuse me," She was polite enough to stop and give me a small smile "do you know what the big fuss is about in here? Why's it so busy?"

"I'm not too sure actually, I over heard that some guy was, like, here talking about video games and stuff. But he finished up and finally left, like, an hour ago." She seemed disinterested and shrugged.

I smiled "Okay, thanks then."

She walked off.

It's a shame that I didn't know about any of this, I would have came by and listened if I'd known it was about games.

I let out a sigh and figured that I may as well get something to eat while I'm in here. Typical, I get nagged out here by some strange subconscious thought and I end up missing out on everything.

While walking around, I only just noticed that a few people were wearing Pewdiepie t-shirts. This surprised me. But I told myself that he wouldn't actually be in Florida though, really, the idea of Pewds actually being here was laughable. Yet, why were there so many? Maybe the mall was promoting him and his Bro army in Florida decided to wear his merchandise for the day. I dunno, but I eventually ignored it. The constant yells of "I don't care!" soon died out the more I walked around too.

Feeling hungry, I headed up to the food court and chose to grab myself a burger. I wasn't feeling too picky today, so whatever. I waited in line, finally getting served and payed the proper amount. I grabbed my food and took a seat somewhere by the window looking down onto the street. Sitting there, I felt strangely, satisfied and calm. Just thinking about random things amongst things. Video games, fans and my slow gradual collection of Batman merchandise that I have. I really wanted to buy those Batman Faucets for my sink.

While pondering all this, I looked up when a guy loudly pulled out a chair, the metal legs screeching on the marble floor and plonked his tray of food at the table across from me. He sat down with a loud sigh and lowered his head so part of his face was obscured by his hair.

I frowned at him, looking around to see if anyone else got bothered by the loud noise he caused. It seemed that no one cared. Everyone was minding their own conversations, so I shrugged it off and went back to eating my food. Forgetting what I was thinking of before.

"Oh fuck yes, I can't wait to eat you. I'm so hungry."

I looked up at the sound of the guy's voice, it wasn't said too loud, but I was able to hear his accent clearly from where I was. "Pewdiepie?" I enquired hesitantly. I wasn't a hundred percent sure, but shit, it sounded like him.

He instantly looked up at me, holding his food a few inches away from his mouth.

And there he was, I couldn't believe it was him, what the heck was he doing in Florida? And why the hell didn't he tell me?

He put it his burger down on his tray, giving me a big smile. "Hey, yes it is! Are you a bro then?" He asked.

"Everyday." I said casually, he obviously wouldn't be able to tell that it was me from that. But hey, he might recognize my voice.

"It's nice to meet you, Bro." And he seemed really sincere about it too.

I was contemplating whether or not to tell him that I was Cry outright, or if I should just keep dropping hints until he caught on. I decided to go with the latter and have a little fun.

"You too, friend. Mind if I join you?"

He scoffed as if it was a stupid question. "Absolutely, man. As long as you're not a barrel in disguise. You're not a Barrel are you?" He made a face at me, squinting.

I chuckled at him, "No, no barrels here. Just a Bro." I said, grabbing my things to sit at the table with him. "I missed your talk at the mall today. I didn't know you were here in Florida."

He was eating away at his food, clearly hungry. "That's weird," He swallowed what was left in his mouth before continuing. "I mentioned it twice in my Friday with Pewdiepie videos. Do you watch them?"

I can't say I ever did, I had my own channel to look after, I didn't really take leisure in watching my Swedish friends videos. "I haven't watched them, no." And he didn't comment on it. I continued eating my food, realising that I was very lucky that I'd gone out today and seen Pewdie. "What are you still doing here? Someone told me that you finished up a while ago."

Pewdie finished eating the last of his burger, swallowing it down with a sip of Coke. "Yeah, but I wanted to take a look at a few shops. I've never been to Florida before, plus I was hungry. It was hectic at first cause there were so many Bro's following me, which I don't mind. But It eventually became a little too much and I had to pretend to leave so I could have some space. I only really just started looking around then." He said.

"Any girls get a couple of gropes?" I smiled, amused at the thought.

Pewdie laughed, "One did, I wasn't expecting it. I'm not use to that kind of attention."

I snorted, "You should have expected it though, you have heaps of girl Bro's that are interested in you."

"That's how I roll!" He exclaimed.

I just cracked up laughing, he's exactly the same as he is in his videos. I'm glad too, he's a very funny guy.

When I stopped and looked at him, he was staring at me, frowning. "Dude, your laugh…" He then quickly asked me, "What's your name?"

Took him a little bit to notice. "Aw c'mon Pewds, y'know I can't give out personal information like that. I'm Batman."

That seemed to floor him. "Cry!?" He almost shouted and I would have smacked him too if he hadn't looked so happy.

"Hi."

"Holy fuck, man!" He jumped out of his chair and pulled me out of mine to give me a hug. "I can't believe it's fucking you. No fucking way." He pulled away and shook my shoulders. "Why didn't you say anything?"

I was laughing then, because his reaction was ridiculous and it was causing a lot of attention from everyone in the food court. "I just wanted to screw with you, friend. Why didn't you tell me that you were coming to Florida?"

Pewdie patted me once more on the shoulder before stepping away. "Fuck, I don't know, I didn't think you'd show yourself I guess?" He shrugged, making a spastic face that caused me to chuckle.

"You are exactly how I expected you to be in real life."

He laughed, running his hand through his hair. "Definitely not the same for me. I mean, I always pictured you with a mask on. You're definitely ruining the illusion. Where's your mask, Cry?"

Having a mask would be awesome. I wish I did have my own mask, I should seriously just make one out of cardboard paper when I have time. Just for the hell of it. "Sorry to disappoint you, friend, but I do not own one."

"Well, that's okay. You're very handsome, Cry." He said, grinning broadly.

I laughed "I wish I could say the same for you."

"Hey fuck you, man. I'm sexy as hell."

"You're right, I'm sorry. Your sexiness is just overpowering."

Pewdie laughed and once again made a face that caused me to chuckle. "That's how I roll!"

"Yeah, you can roll wherever and I'll get all the ladies." I added, and before he could argue against me I changed the topic. "Hey, how long are you here for?" I asked, turning back to our table, picking up the remnants of our rubbish and putting them in the bin. Pewdie followed me, and we both started walking through the mall while he spoke.

"Uh," He ignored my previous remark on my stealing his 'Ladies' and thought for a moment. "I'm here for a week. I got here two days ago, though. I was asked to come down and do some public shows for my fans. Today was my last one, now I'm just here to relax a bit before I go back to Sweden."

Five days left here, huh? I wonder if it would be weird if I offered him a place to stay at mine. I decided to suss him out a bit first. "Where you staying?"

"I've been staying at this hotel just a few blocks from here actually. Pretty nice, I guess." He shrugged.

Ah, fuck it. "You wanna stay at mine for the rest of the week? I have a spare room if you want. Doesn't bother me."

I saw him falter in his steps beside me just the slightest. "You serious? I don't want to intrude or anything."

I scoffed at how ridiculous that sounded. "Dude, don't be stupid. You won't be intruding. You can totally stay. We'll get to do a co-op at mine and everyone can freak out. It'll be hilarious."

There was no hesitation in his response after that. "Fuck yeah! Let's do it, bro!" He laughed, "Oh, man. I'm so freaking pumped!" He patted me on the back.

I looked at him, punching him in the arm lightly and just thinking how awesome it was that after only this short amount of time together, we were getting along so well. "Sweet."

"Alright, well I'll have to go back to the hotel and grab my things then. Do you mind coming?"

I shrugged. "Sure, we'll catch a taxi back to mine. I'm not carrying your shit back through the streets."

"Hey! My shit isn't shit." He yelled, "That totally didn't make sense."

I chuckled. "Glad to know it's still shit, though."

We argued some more until we left the mall. And I followed Pewds to the short walk to his hotel and went up to grab his things. The entire scenario felt fake and hazy, to believe that Pewdie was actually in Florida and was about to spend the rest of the week at my apartment. I was ecstatic but also worried, I wasn't entirely sure why though. There was just this feeling in the pit of my stomach that something was going to happen. And I was unable to decipher whether or not this intuitive was uneasiness or anticipation. Whatever the emotion was, I eventually ignored it. Though, by the time we both arrived at my apartment that same feeling was back again. Only stronger.