my note : i know what you're thinking,you think that the author strykeroptic.tumblr.com @strykeroptic is done with the Chair fic , but lol this one is about Phan finding out about her fan fic :P enjoooooy xp <3 xoxo
Basically Dan and Phil react to the Chair fic, very short
“Daaan” I could tell I was whining as I shuffled into the living room. My sweat pants caught on my feet and I stumbled trying not to drop my laptop.
“I just fixed the heat Phil, give it a minute.” He said dryly not looking up from his screen.
“No it’s not that.” I sighed shifting my weight from one foot to the other.
“I sent our order into Tesco’s last night, I’m sorry you ran out of MY cereal.” He replied in the same flat tone.
“No, it’s not the cereal…”
“Phil.” Dan finally looked up at me. “I’m networking, what do you want?” He snapped and I could feel my face fall. He reached out a hand and dragged me onto the couch. “I’m sorry I snapped.” He said putting a comforting arm around me.
“It’s tumblr…” I blushed and Dan managed to extract the word phanfiction out of me.
“Phil, I told you not to finish the skin fic.” Dan sighed.
“No it’s not that, there’s a new one….they made me look like a monster.” I whispered.
“Phil, it’s just for fun, I’m sure you’re just overreacting.” Dan sighed taking Phil’s computer from him. “It’s called the chair fic, how could that make you look like a monster, you turnip?” Dan said with a laugh as he began to read.
“Oh.” He said. I nodded. A few minutes caked in an awkward silence went by before. “Wat?….What? Seriously? WHAT?” and then Dan started shaking and it took me a few seconds to realize he was laughing. He gasped laughing harder and leaning onto my shoulder for support.
“Um Dan?” I asked prodding him “How exactly is that funny?”
“DELIA!” Dan shrieked “The bloody snake is named Delia! That is so horrific!” He eventually calmed down and continued reading, wiping the tears of mirth from his eyes. Minutes later he closed my laptop with something between a cringe and a smile and handed it back to me. “Well Phil, I am 100004737% done with the internet. Do you want some hot chocolate?” He asked heading towards the kitchen.
“With marshmallows?” I followed
“Why of course Phil, I wouldn’t want to anger my master.” Dan said with a wink and laughed as my face paled.
