In Florida Cry was fast asleep having the same dream with him and pewds on the beach holding hands while watching the sunset. The sunlight slowly lit up the room. Cry, feeling the warmth of the sun through his bed room window, slowly opened his eyes and blinked a few times. He stretched after yawning. His yawn had a high squeak at the end. "hungry" He mumbled to himself while reaching for a pair of pants. He struggled with his pants for a while. Falling over here and there. Until he got the pants on.
He slowly moved down stairs and stretched again. "Hmmm...what to eat?" He asked himself "Maybe Neutella on toast...White or wheat?" He asked himself again as he made his way to the kitchen. "Wheat....no white left." He said aloud "Darn it." He grabbed two slices of wheat and put them in the toaster. "WAIT!" He shouted scaring a cat outside his porch "GLASSES!" He ran to the bathroom and put on his glasses. "Much better" He sighed as he walked back to the kitchen. The toast popped up and he put the neutella on the toast. "Yummmm..." He walked to his computer and turned on his computer.
He was so bored while eating his breakfast. He ate as fast he could so he could go take a shower before talking to pewds. He got a shower in and a cup of hot coacoa. Cry whistled a small tune while waiting. Pewdie came up all cheerie. "HEY CRY!" The shouting swedish man caught cry off gaurd and made him fall backwards. "UUUUWAAAH!" The scream was followed with a loud THUD! "Oh sorry cry..." Pewdie said as cry got up. "Friend, please, call me Ryan." Ryan said as he got into his chair. "Fine, then, call me Felix." They agreed and talked about games and how the "Relationship" was going to work.
Felix, the grump on this conversation, did not want to move to Florida. Ryan, the least stubborn, was willing to move to Sweden. Only one problem. The Bros. They couldn't know. Well, not yet at least. If they just went out and said it, chaos would break loose and the broarmy would go at war with itself. Felix did not want that at all. So the came to the agreement not to tell the bros anything about it until they where ready.
To be continued