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“Hey Pewdie…” Evil Pewdie taunted.
“Barrels, how could you bring him here?” Pewdie yelled.
“We knew you had vanquished our evil friend and we have strived to bring him back. He is the one to bring you down so that the barrels can rule this world. Last time your pitiful friends helped you defeat him but not this time…” informed the barrel as an invisible hand pushed a button on a controller.
Suddenly a high pitched noise burst from a speaker somewhere. Both Pewdies and the barrels didn’t seem to be effected by it. But the bros’ hand their hands (or trotters) over their ears (if they could). The noise was deafening to them!

As the noise ceased the bros fell to the ground unconscious. Now it was up to Pewdie and Pewdie alone to defeat the evil barrels and his own evil clone. When evil Pewdie last raised his head the bros were responsible for destroying him but with each of them unconscious, what hope was there for Pewdie?

The two Pewdies picked up a Stephano sword and began to battle. Steel met steel in a fight for the ages.
“So glad to see me? I missed you.” evil Pewdie taunted.
“No.” Pewdie replied with anger seeping into his voice.
“Aww, why not? I missed you.”
“Isn’t it obvious? You work for the BARRELS!”
An insidious sneer crept onto evil Pewdie’s face as he began to attack fiercely. Strike after strike and attack after attack hit the youtuber, until he was too weak to pick himself up off the ground.
“So this is how it must end? The great Pewdiepie brought down by his own clone.” The evil demon placed alter-Stephano’s sword on Pewdie’s throat, about to kill, when the wounded warrior began to smile and laugh.
“What’s so funny? I have destroyed you, I have won!” The evil clone raged, his eye twitching a little.
“You think you’re so strong and so powerful. But I have one thing that you don’t…” Pewdie replied confidently.
“And what’s that?”
“A bro-fist!”
Dangerous energy gathered around the youtuber’s fist as he bro-fisted the evil clone back to the depths of hell from which it came.

The natural order of barrels below bros had been restored. As each of the bros healed they were informed of an epic battle between two great warriors, one where good triumphed over evil.

Deep in the castle depths the barrels were working again. They were trying to bring back their precious barrel bred. As the iron maidens lit up, crackling with electricity, two red eyes emerged from the darkness. Evil Pewdie was simply weakened, never vanquished, and now he was angry. He would receive vengeance on the bros once and for all.

Description
“Hey Pewdie…” Evil Pewdie taunted.
“Barrels, how could you bring him here?” Pewdie yelled.
“We knew you had vanquished our evil friend and we have strived to bring him back. He is the one to bring you down so that the barrels can rule this world. Last time your pitiful friends helped you defeat him but not this time…” informed the barrel as an invisible hand pushed a button on a controller.
Suddenly a high pitched noise burst from a speaker somewhere. Both Pewdies and the barrels didn’t seem to be effected by it. But the bros’ hand their hands (or trotters) over their ears (if they could). The noise was deafening to them!

As the noise ceased the bros fell to the ground unconscious. Now it was up to Pewdie and Pewdie alone to defeat the evil barrels and his own evil clone. When evil Pewdie last raised his head the bros were responsible for destroying him but with each of them unconscious, what hope was there for Pewdie?

The two Pewdies picked up a Stephano sword and began to battle. Steel met steel in a fight for the ages.
“So glad to see me? I missed you.” evil Pewdie taunted.
“No.” Pewdie replied with anger seeping into his voice.
“Aww, why not? I missed you.”
“Isn’t it obvious? You work for the BARRELS!”
An insidious sneer crept onto evil Pewdie’s face as he began to attack fiercely. Strike after strike and attack after attack hit the youtuber, until he was too weak to pick himself up off the ground.
“So this is how it must end? The great Pewdiepie brought down by his own clone.” The evil demon placed alter-Stephano’s sword on Pewdie’s throat, about to kill, when the wounded warrior began to smile and laugh.
“What’s so funny? I have destroyed you, I have won!” The evil clone raged, his eye twitching a little.
“You think you’re so strong and so powerful. But I have one thing that you don’t…” Pewdie replied confidently.
“And what’s that?”
“A bro-fist!”
Dangerous energy gathered around the youtuber’s fist as he bro-fisted the evil clone back to the depths of hell from which it came.

The natural order of barrels below bros had been restored. As each of the bros healed they were informed of an epic battle between two great warriors, one where good triumphed over evil.

Deep in the castle depths the barrels were working again. They were trying to bring back their precious barrel bred. As the iron maidens lit up, crackling with electricity, two red eyes emerged from the darkness. Evil Pewdie was simply weakened, never vanquished, and now he was angry. He would receive vengeance on the bros once and for all.