Chapter 1

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~Dan's POV~

P: Hey dan

D: what

P: are you there

D: no, phil.

P: can we make a video

D: ok...

P: ok.

P: meet me in my room


I go to his room, and he tells me to hold the camera. "Jesus Christ, Phil." I say. "You asked if we could make a video. Not if I would film you." "Well it doesn't matter! You would've said yes anyway." I sigh. "Phil," He shoves the camera into my hands. "What do you need me to film you for, anyway?" I ask. "You could film yourself like usual." "This is different," He says. "I'm doing a challenge I made up." "Oh, god." I say laughing. "I'm gonna start a trend!" He says. "Yes, Phil. I'm sure whatever challenge this is will be the new thing. Just don't summon fucking demons." I laugh. "Start the camera!" He says. I start filming him and his challenge. It was a fucking cereal challenge. With my cereal. "Phil, that's my cereal." I say. "Yeah." He says bluntly. So the challenge he did consisted of eating an entire box of cereal with your hands tied behind your back, and you can't eat it straight out with your mouth. Except the reason why I was filming it was because he decided to do it on a yoga ball...and he went everywhere. I mean everywhere. He rolled out of the room twice. In the end I made him clean up the mess of cereal he made. It took me a while to convince him not to use milk. I went to my room and fell asleep browsing tumblr.

~Phil's POV~

Dan's been distant lately. I had to come up with an excuse to get him out of his room. I mean, he spends a lot of time in his room, but lately he's only been coming out every like 48 hours! I told him I needed him to film me. I could've done it myself, and I think he knew that. But still, he didn't object. I wonder what squid ink tastes like. Maybe it tastes like David Tennant. Fun fact to google. Or, um, did that even make sense? Fun question to google, I mean. I go on tumblr and log onto my squid fan account and tell them about my thought. "Phil!" I hear Dan yell from another room. "Squid ink does not taste like David Tennant!" He yells. "But it could!" I yell back. "What if it does!"

A/N: Sorry for the short chapter guys! I usually make them longer, but that's all for this chapter. I will love you forever if you bother reading this fanfic.

-C




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