It was the day after yesterday. It felt like a new beginning to Phil. It felt like a new day means mending the old problems and healing the old scars. Everything to Phil seemed so positive. "Dan? Did you get our mail today?" Phil called out to his flatmate. His companion. His best friend. After a few minutes a, response was heard from the other room. "Noooo....?" Dan said with uncertainty. Phil sighed and went down to get their mail. He got back to their flat, only to find Dan's cellphone conveniently unlocked on the table. Curiously, he took it and tiptoe-ran to his room. Dan, on the other hand, was in the kitchen, unaware of what was happening. Phil locked the door and lied on his stomach on the bed, immediately getting at Dan's phone.
"Eliana Quartz (@eloque.went) on Kik" was brought to his attention. Curious of who this was, he scrolled up to see messages. Unfortunately for him, he accidentally locked Dan's phone. He pressed it on his pillow, hard enough to lock it. Phil frowned and instantly put it back where it was. Dan still had no clue what just went on. Phil went back to his room.
A few minutes later, Dan burst in Phil's room. "Let's do the vlog!" Dan said cheerily. Phil's face lit up and Dan was immediately greeted by a warm smile from his best friend. "Sure!" Phil grinned. Dan grabbed his camera and their tripod, and placed it in the kitchen. "Wait-- why are we filming in the kitchen?" Phil asked, obviously confused. "Remember how we agreed to make all the videos a Day In The Life of Dan and Phil? Well... That kind of changed. On the first day we're going to cook! or well bake I don't know," Dan told him, flailing his arms up without effort. Phil's eyes twinkled. "Yay cooking!" Phil smiled. He felt all happy on the inside.
They decided that they were going to create ginger bread cookies. They went out to cookie cutters shaped like a christmas tree and a snowman. They also bought mandarin peel for the nose, blue, green, red, white and pink icing, candy balls and the rest of the ingredients and materials needed. Once they got home, they immediately laid all the items out on the table, fixed the tripod and the camera angle, and prepared their lines. Dan wore a red shirt, while Phil wore a green shirt. Dan decorated the kitchen Christmas style, saying it was for "aesthetics". Once they were finally prepared, Phil clicked the record button on the camera.
"Put on your Christmas jumpers! Prepare your baking trays. We're going to make good ol' ginger bread cookies!" Dan started.
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After they finished recording, Dan started to nibble on the poorly designed cookies. Even though it was poorly designed, they still gave their best shot, and that was what matters. The cookies were of course delicious according to Dan. Phil went in his room to edit the video. Dan followed, bringing the tray of cookies with him.
"Phil you have to eat these," Dan handed the tray to Phil. The boy rejected it, saying he wasn't in the mood for gingerbread cookies. "Later," Phil told him, gluing his eyes on the screen. Dan on the other hand, thought of a witty remark. "Well I'm in the mood to eat these. And when I eat these I'll probably leave none for you, Phil. C'mon, try it," Dan handed him a snowman cookie. Phil couldn't resist, he could almost never resist when Dan offers. He got the cookie and took a bite, still keeping his eyes on the screen. "Ooo, this is delicious." Phil said. Dan half-smirked and left the room, leaving the tray with Phil as Phil ate almost all of the cookies.
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Dan was in his room, reading fics of him and Phil. He was currently reading the chair fic. It was evident that he was rather surprised by what was happening. You could almost read his emotions, as it was plastered on his face. His brows furrowed and his eyes clearly disgusted, he kept on reading.
As he got to the part where Phil released the ants on him, he stopped reading. The thought of the Phandom writing repugnant fanfics about them filled him with abhorrence at the same time astonishment, for the fact that they can waste their time writing fanfics about those who don't even know them. He put down his phone and went to Phil's room. He opened it slowly to find a sleeping Phil, with his head rested on the table. He must've been so tired, Dan thought, and pushed Phil aside to continue editing. Phil was still sound asleep, while Dan spent countless of hours editing the video.
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After Dan edited the video, he subtly walked out, taking the tray with him. As he walked to the door, a familiar voice resounded throughout Phil's room. "Dan," It was Phil. Dan turned his head to see Phil beaming at him. Dan smiled back and mouthed the word 'what?' obviously too lazy to speak and because his throat dried up after many hours of editing. "Come here," Phil told him. The boy followed, immediately sitting on a chair.
Suddenly, Phil crashed his lips with Dan's.
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The Kids Aren't Alright (PHAN)
FanfictionIt was the month of December. Christmas was near. But so was Dan's flight. Dan never told Phil, But he met the love of his life online. And he's flying to the US to meet her.
