Ant and Dec One Shots

Ant And Dec's Challenge

In the quiet lull after a busy week of filming, Ant and Dec decided they needed a bit of fun-a playful challenge that was entirely their own. It started out as a simple game: who could show more affection in one day? But quickly, it turned into something much more elaborate, as they each tried to outdo the other not just with words and actions, but also with the most extravagant, unexpected gifts.

On a crisp Friday morning, Dec started things off with a surprise breakfast delivery to Ant's doorstep. But it wasn't just any breakfast; he'd hired a private chef to make Ant's favourite dishes: freshly baked croissants, a spread of homemade jams, and a perfectly brewed coffee that made Ant beam from ear to ear.

"Oh, Dec, mate, you really didn't have to go all out," Ant said, smiling as he took a bite of the warm, buttery croissant.

"I'll take that as a point for me, then," Dec teased, winking. "Let's see if you can top it."

Not one to be outdone, Ant hatched a plan to return the favour. That afternoon, Dec found himself led outside to find a small, perfectly restored vintage Vespa, painted in a sleek black-and-white design with a shiny silver bow on top. Dec's jaw dropped as he ran his hands over the handlebars.

"Ant, you're absolutely mad!" Dec laughed, shaking his head. "You know I've wanted one of these for years!"

Ant grinned. "Well, now you have one. Ready to admit I'm winning yet?"

"Not a chance," Dec replied, the spark of competition lighting up his eyes.

The next morning, Dec was waiting for Ant with a suitcase in hand. "Fancy a little getaway?" he asked with a mysterious smile, holding up two plane tickets. Ant's eyes went wide as Dec revealed they were heading to a luxurious spa in the Lake District.

"Dec! A whole weekend?" Ant exclaimed, looking over the tickets in disbelief. "How did you even find time to plan this?"

"Secret," Dec whispered with a wink, ushering Ant to pack quickly.

The drive up was filled with laughter, music, and playful banter, each of them trying to get the upper hand in their ongoing battle of affection. At the spa, Dec treated Ant to massages, hot springs, and a cosy suite filled with flowers, all set up to make their time unforgettable.

But back in their suite that evening, Ant had one last surprise up his sleeve. "Alright, you've got me there," he admitted, smiling as he handed Dec a small black box. "But I think this might just put me back in the lead."

Dec carefully opened the box to reveal a sleek, engraved silver bracelet, glinting under the light. Inside, the bracelet read, To my best friend, my partner in crime, my family. Dec's face softened as he read the inscription, and without saying a word, he threw his arms around Ant, pulling him into a hug that said everything.

As they settled in for the night, Dec glanced down at the bracelet on his wrist and sighed, "Alright, maybe it's a tie."

Ant laughed, shaking his head as he wrapped an arm around Dec's shoulders. "I don't think there's any way to pick a winner, is there?"

"Probably not," Dec agreed, his voice warm with fondness. "But I'll tell you what: if we're both having this much fun, I'd call that a win for both of us."