Ant and Dec One Shots

Kidnapped

It was an overcast Wednesday morning when Ant and Dec pulled up outside Stephen's place. They honked twice, then texted him: We're here! Grab a bag, we're kidnapping you for a couple of weeks.

Stephen leaned out of his apartment window, blinking down at them in disbelief. "Kidnapping me?" he shouted, both amused and a bit bewildered.

"Yep!" Dec shouted back, grinning ear-to-ear. "You've got five minutes to pack!"

Ant was leaning against the car, arms crossed, looking amused. "Don't make us come up there and pack for you, mate," he called.

Stephen's curiosity and excitement got the better of him. He darted back inside and threw some clothes, a book, and essentials into a duffel bag. Within minutes, he was downstairs, shaking his head and laughing as he climbed into the backseat. "Alright, so what's the plan, lads?" he asked, trying to hide his grin.

Ant put the car in drive and smirked in the rear view mirror. "Simple. We're whisking you away to our cabin in the countryside for some well-deserved relaxation."

Dec turned around in the passenger seat, eyes twinkling. "A couple of weeks away from everything. Just you, me, and Ant. Think you can handle it?"

Stephen tried to keep a straight face. "Well, it's a bit late to say no now, isn't it?"

Ant and Dec shared a mischievous glance before pulling into a drive-thru to stock up on road trip fuel: burgers, fries, and milkshakes. They piled the bags of food in the car and set off, the open road stretching out ahead of them as the city gradually faded behind.

They chatted, laughed, and caught up on everything as the hours passed, sharing stories, bantering, and playing music from their favourite playlists. At some point, Stephen started to get curious about their destination. "Okay, seriously-where are we going?"

Dec turned to him, smirking. "Already told you. Our cabin. Nice, quiet, middle of nowhere. Just the three of us, some fresh air, and zero distractions."

Stephen looked at them, realising this wasn't just a casual trip. They had planned this. They knew he'd been stressed lately, dealing with long hours and pressures at work, and they'd decided that the best remedy was a break. He felt a warm appreciation settle in, even as he tried to play it off with a grin. Inside, though, he felt an unexpected swell of gratitude and affection for his friends.

Ant turned down a winding road flanked by tall trees. "We know you'd never just up and take a break yourself," he said, catching Stephen's gaze in the mirror. "So we figured we'd handle that bit for you."

"You deserve a proper time-out, mate," Dec added, giving him a warm smile. "No schedules, no demands-just us, some fresh country air, and whatever mischief we get up to."

After hours of laughter, snacks, and stories, they finally pulled up to a secluded cabin nestled among tall pine trees. It looked like a hidden oasis, a world away from the hustle and bustle they'd left behind. The cabin was cosy and welcoming, with a wooden porch and a stone pathway leading to the door.

They unloaded the car, with Ant carrying Stephen's bag and Dec carrying the leftover snacks. Stephen took a deep breath, letting the peacefulness of the countryside wash over him. He couldn't help but grin as he looked around. "Alright, I admit it," he said. "I'm impressed. You guys really outdid yourselves."

"That's the spirit," Dec chuckled, patting Stephen on the back. "Now, we've got everything we need: food, cosy beds, and days of pure freedom."

Inside, they settled into the cabin, each of them falling into easy routines that were as relaxed as they were. The first night, they whipped up a massive dinner-spaghetti with homemade sauce. They joked around the kitchen, Ant attempting to juggle tomatoes, only for one to splatter on the floor, sending them all into fits of laughter. Stephen couldn't remember the last time he'd felt so carefree, just laughing with his friends over something so silly.

After dinner, they settled into the cosy living room, with a fire crackling in the stone fireplace and a stack of blankets piled high. Ant dug through a box of DVDs they'd brought along, pulling out The Goonies. "Now this is a classic," he declared, holding it up.

They piled onto the couch, wrapped in blankets and munching on leftover cookies as the movie played. Dec leaned over to Stephen at one point, whispering, "I used to imagine us on an adventure like this, you know, when we were younger. Running around, solving mysteries."

Stephen grinned, nudging Dec's shoulder. "Pretty sure we'd make a good team. I'd be the brains, though."

"Keep telling yourself that," Ant chuckled, throwing a piece of popcorn at him. Stephen laughed, feeling a warmth settle in his chest. Being with them felt so natural, so simple.

Each day had its own rhythm. One morning, they decided to try baking. Dec claimed he had a knack for it, but as he attempted to measure flour, he managed to spill half the bag all over the counter. Ant doubled over laughing, and Stephen grabbed his phone, capturing the flour-dusted Dec and calling him "the baking master."

Together, they managed to make a batch of chocolate chip cookies. Ant kept sneaking bites of dough, grinning mischievously every time Dec swatted his hand away. Stephen couldn't remember the last time he'd enjoyed such a simple activity so much. For once, he didn't have to be anything other than himself.

One evening, as they sat by the fire with mugs of hot chocolate, they fell into a deeper conversation. Stephen opened up, sharing how he sometimes felt pressured to live up to expectations. Ant listened intently, nodding. "I get that. It's easy to lose yourself in what people expect you to be. But you're doing better than you think, Stephen. We see it."

Dec added, "Just remember, you don't have to be anything other than who you are when you're with us. That's the beauty of it."

Stephen took a deep breath, feeling the weight of his worries lift. "You guys have no idea how much that means to me," he said softly. In that moment, he realised how much he needed them-needed this space, this break, this reminder of who he was beyond his work.

Every night, they picked a different movie-Back to the Future, The Princess Bride, and a few animated favourites that left them laughing like kids. They spent time outdoors, wandering the forest, joking about "monsters" they'd heard in the bushes, until Dec finally dared Stephen to walk a little further down the path alone. The three of them made a mad dash back to the cabin, laughing so hard they could hardly breathe.

On their last night, they lit a fire outside and wrapped themselves in blankets, looking up at the stars. They talked about life, their dreams, and what they valued most. Stephen thanked them, saying that this trip had been the break he hadn't realised he'd needed.

Ant rested a hand on his shoulder, his tone warm and steady. "That's what family's for. We've always got each other, no matter what."

Dec chimed in, "It's not just a job or a friendship. It's... well, this." He gestured around them at the cabin, the firelight, and the warmth of their shared laughter and memories. "This is what matters."

As they stood there under the stars, Stephen's emotions caught up with him. Without a word, he turned to Ant and Dec and pulled them into a tight, grateful hug, holding on like he never wanted to let go. They held him just as firmly, understanding the depth of what this trip had meant to him.

"Thank you," Stephen said, his voice thick with emotion. "For all of this. For being here. For... everything." He pulled back, meeting their gazes. "I love you both. Wouldn't trade this bond for anything. Not in a million years."

Dec grinned, ruffling Stephen's hair. "Well, that's good, because you're stuck with us."

Ant chuckled, pulling him into another quick hug. "And we wouldn't trade you for anything either, Stephen."

As they sat around the fire, talking into the early hours of the morning, Stephen felt a peace and happiness that he knew he'd carry with him long after they returned to their everyday lives. He knew that no matter where they went or what challenges came their way, this bond-their friendship, their chosen family-would always be his greatest treasure.