Party Phil x reader (JOKE) (CONTAINS SMUT LOL)

I fucking hate rng

Your roll your die, and you get last. You yell slurs at the dice because you are extremely mad. It doesn't matter though. You'll still win, you know it! After the first mini game, you somehow end up in first because everyone else sucks ass at the mini games for some odd reason. After making it almost halfway, you run into a blue, stone man, who gently holds you in his hard, cold, stone palms and tosses you closer to the top. This luck would not last though, as you fall into a volcano on your next turn, you should be dead right now, because being right above lava like this would kill you, but the power of the five dollar foot long saves you because fresh food is the best food. Subway, eat fresh. You successfully make it out of the volcano, only to find someone has passed you, and is currently on a spike ball puzzle where they most roll a five or more. You are worried because they seem dangerously close to the top, but they fail the puzzle, and are knocked back quite a distance from the end. You got this in the bag. "I'm almost there, I just have to roll good the rest of my turns. Suddenly, after rolling fairly ok, you are on the final 8 space stretch. You had gotten third in the previous mini game, so you would have to get astronomically good luck to pass. You roll.... a 6+2. You've done it. You're at the top. "I did it! Now I just have to roll a six. This will guarantee my victory!" You successfully made rolled a six, and who else would be right there in front of you besides your beloved idol, party Phil. "Well kiddo, you made it to the top! How do you feel?" Phil says excitedly. You're too shooken up to speak. You're paralyzed in pure fantasy. "Oh, you're not the talkative type, I see. I get it, I get it. But you'll have to speak up, because now you get to name your prize! It could be you being the host next game, money, a new car, anything! The choice is yours." You finally respond. "Well Phil, I actually had something else in mind." "Well what was it, kiddo?" Phil says, rather confused. "Well Phil, it's complicated, but I do know what I want. I want.... I want you, party Phil." He looks at you, puzzled, and then in a way you can't describe. "Well, now that I get a better look at you, you are very, very beautiful." Hearing this was like music to your ears. "So it's a yes?" You ask. "It's been so long since I've been loved by someone this much, so it is, in fact, a yes, kiddo." You can't believe this is happening. Finally, it's happening. You go home with him and talk a bit.