Author's Note before we begin: I'm literally just taking the episode titles of "Rescue Rangers" (Chip 'n' Dale's show) and thinking of a plot that way. Also, please forgive me for any grammatical errors or spelling mistakes. It's two in the morning and I'm squeezing a chapter out right now because I've watched too much Supernatural and I'm probably going to dream about being eaten by Dick Roman. And I'm listening the Disney music as I write. It helps with the plot, okay? Anyways, here we go. I hope you like it and yeah.
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(The very next day)
Phil woke up easier this time, subconsciously knowing that he had to open his eyes to prove to Dan that he didn't need a bucket of water splashed onto him to get him up.
He went through his morning routine, reflecting on the previous night. Officers had stormed their apartment and searched, prodded, and interrogated until Dan and Phil were deemed "not the dealers". It was all a little overwhelming to poor Phil and he had to go to bed early. Early being midnight. Don't tell his mother.
The boys had to go in early to help train some newbies. Chip 'n' Dale were gaining in popularity, due to them having a new show on Disney Junior that focused on the Rescue Rangers. Disney executives had called for more chipmunk actors, and more chipmunk actors is what they would get. But Dan and Phil had to train them. And the new guys were moving into their apartment building.
Phil couldn't wait to meet the men and tell the the joys of meeting happy young children almost everyday. Dan on the other hand was another story. He wasn't to thrilled that he was going to have to walk down four floors and greet the people. Being the antisocial blob that he is, he wanted to hide behind his Chip mask and then come home and mess around on his laptop. All day, every day.
The boys exchanged glances on the floor that the new guys lived on, don't ask me how they got there that fast, and kept walking to their door, barely acknowledging each other. Aw, poor Daniel was still upset because he lost Pokemon monopoly. Three times. In a row.
Though he was physically smaller, Phil decided to be the bigger person and knock on the door for the both of them.
"Coming!" The boys heard a high-pitched voice coming from somewhere inside the apartment, before a door opened, the shock evident on their faces.
"What, do I have something in my hair?" said the smallest man present, obviously straining to crane his neck to look at the taller giants that call themselves men.
He did have something in his hair. Bright blue hair dye. And on his face. Thickly rimmed glasses. And all over his body. Was that...... glitter? It was.
Dan sniffed.
Phil extended a hand.
"Hi, I'm Phil, aka Dale, and this is my roommate Dan, aka Chip. We're going to be training you and the other guy that they said was going to be with you. Can we come in?"
"Oh yeah! Where are my manners. Oh my goodness gracious. My name is Tyler." Tyler paused and opened the door a little more, letting in the men who's height rivaled Thor's.
"Nice place you have here. Seriously dude. You've got every Disney movie that I've every heard of." Dan commented. That's right, the hermit said something.
"Oh yeah, those are mostly Zoe's. Speaking of, where is Zoe? ZOE!" Tyler responded, peeking into the kitchen area of the apartment. Or Dan assumed that's where he was looking.
A petite girl with brown/blonde hair walked in, obviously she was 'Zoe'.
"Wow. So, you guys are the brand new Chip 'n' Dale?" Phil inquired.
"Yep that's us."
"O...kay..." HE looked away, slightly confused.
"What's the matter? Baffled because I'm a girl and boys usually play these parts?" Zoe asked, head tilted.
"No, no, not at all. In fact, usually women do it.... we're a bit tall to be playing Chip 'n' Dale but we've been doing it for years now so I guess it doesn't really matter." Phil tried to make up for his mistake.
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After training and training and training and-guess what-more training, Dan and Phil were quite ready to go home, eat some food, and go to sleep. They didn't even have enough energy to lie awake on their phones.
Speaking of phones, all four of the Disney workers' phones buzzed at the same time, and all with the same text.
'Stay inside tonight. We're taking safety precautions and we don't want you in harms way. Lock your doors, windows, anything. The drug dealer's meetings have been becoming more and more frequent and dangerous lately. -Mr. Kjellberg'
"Drug dealer? What?" Tyler asked, suddenly in a panic. Zoe looked the same way.
"Um, yeah. Somebody in our building is a drug dealer. Or somebody is dealing drugs outside of our building. Either way, it has to be staff. You can only get to the building with a special card and next to nobody has one. Anyways, some guy is 'disturbing the peace' and dealing meth outside the apartment. Just stay inside, I wouldn't be too worried." Phil responded.
'Wait a minute, they said it was cocaine, how do you know that it's meth?"
Phil went silent for a minute.
"Did you not hear? They found a bag of the stuff, dropped, on the second floor staircase. Tested it, and it's meth."
It was Dan's turn not to talk.
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After the boys rushed Tyler and Zoe back to their apartment, they headed back upstairs to get into their own.
Phil immediately ditched his shoes at the door and went face first into the couch. Dan, however, was a little more graceful in his venture to the refrigerator. He grabbed food and then made a beeline for his bedroom, oblivious to the hurt stare that Phil was directing at him from the living room.
Phil had never told anyone this, but he had a crush on Dan. He wanted to wake up next to him every day. He wanted to run his fingers through Dan's so-called "Hobbit Hair" before he gets the chance to straighten it. He wants to tell Dan everyday how much he loves and appreciates his presence in his life. He wants to make food for Dan, he wants to buy things for him and do things that couples do with Dan.
But he couldn't.
Why?
Dan didn't know a very important thing about Phil.
His sexuality.
Why else?
Dan had a girlfriend.
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Author's note: I wrote the second part of this today, a few days after I originally had written the first part. I had gone to sleep. Oops. So it's 10 pm and I'm finishing this up for you. How do you like my plot twist??????? MUAHAHAHAAHAHAA. But seriously. I haven't even named her yet, what am I getting myself into? Oh well. Talk to you guys later.
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