Bulpaa

PewDie had found his head again, with it, his pain reception, and boy, did his hand hurt.  PewDie couldn't believe what he was hearing.  Fixing? What did that mean?  He just wanted to go back upstairs, and have everything go back to normal.  If only he could convince Cry that he really hadn't lost it... But had he?  He rubbed his head.  Maybe PewDie had gone insane...  For a split second, maybe?  No... He was perfectly sane, just... lost his temper, that was it...  PewDie sat down, his head in his hands, and cried.  He was so confused. "Well?" Stephano said after five minutes of PewDie's pitiful, sobbing breakdown. "What do you mean by "fix