Guys Night Out (Phan and KickTheStickz)

Ayyy, Let's Go

A/N: HEY, SO THIS IS PROBS THE ONLY FLUFFY-LIKE, HUMOUR FIC WE HAVE ARCHIVED ATM, SO I'M SORRY IN ADVANCE FOR THIS BEING THE ONLY "FUNNY" FIC WE HAVE BEcAUSE A MAJORITY OF MY IDEAs aRE ANGST OR JUST SUPER FLUFFY, OKAY I NEED PROMPTS PEEPS.

Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy the fic, we worked hard.
-Danni

From Kendall:

SDFSGDFHGFDHFDHFDHS AHHH FHGFDSH HERMHAGERD LETS GO PATERH YEEEY

Dan looks at his phone in confusion. He's reads the text again, trying to figure out what it means. What the Hell, did he have an aneurism or something while trying to text me?

To Kendall:
wat

are you okay chris

did you finally lose your mind or something

From Kendall:

NAh, I'm gucci. You and Phil should get on Skype so PJ and I and can talk to you guyz about our plans for toinght, ;000

To Kendall:
if its about another orgy, i already told you that i'd rather not do that. it was a one time thing

Dan gives an amused smirk at his phone as he gets Phil.

"Phiiiiil," Dan shouts, not really wanting to get up from his browsing position on his bed. "Be a darling and come here."

"Coming!" Phil says in a sing-song voice whilst running to Dan's room from the lounge. "How may I be of assistance?" Phil peeks his head through the door with a smile and scanning the room for any problems.

"Chris and PJ wanna Skype us for some reason." Dan closed his laptop, and sat criss-cross applesauce on his bed. He scooted over and motioned Phil to sit on the space next to him. Phil comes in and happily sits down.

"Not that I'm complaining, but what for?" Phil raises an eyebrow out of curiosity.

"Uhm, hold on." Dan grabs his phone to see if he's got a response from Chris.

From Kendall:

Just get online, we're waiting.

Shrugging, Dan tosses his phone on one of his pillows. The moment he logs into Skype, he's already got a call. Dan answers right away, Chris and PJ sitting squeezed together just like Dan and Phil are.

Phil and PJ both give a happy, "Hello!" while Dan and Chris both give a short little, "Hi."

"So, why exactly did you need Skype us instead of just calling us on the phone or telling us over text?" Dan repositions his laptop so that he and Phil are both seen clearly, and rests it on the bed.

"Well-" PJ began, but gets cut off by Chris putting his face in the very front of the webcam.

"We're gonna go partying tonight and we aren't taking no for an answer."

"But-" Phil goes to speak up, but- just like PJ- is caught off by Chris.

"I said we aren't taking no for an answer, Philip." As Chris goes to lick the camera, PJ pulls him back.

"What we mean is-we want you guys to come hang out with us tonight. We've all been pretty busy as of late and haven't had much time to just relax and hangout like we use to."

"But I told our viewers that I'd broadcast tonight." Phil speaks up. "They'll be disappointed if I don't."

"You could just do it tomorrow night, Phil." Dan speaks up. He looks at Phil and sees him furrowing his eyebrows in thought. "I think they'll understand. I'll even do it with you."

"Okay," Phil gives a sad smile because he hates to upset the people that look up to him.

"Don't look so sad, Philly." PJ says. "Once you have a blast tonight, you won't regret postponing the live show. And a majority of your followers care about you as if you're like their father, or son. Or literal cinnamon roll." The foursome laugh, then proceed to make plans as to where they're going and when. After establishing what they were doing, they hung up and started getting ready. Phil wore his red and green plaid shirt with a pair of skinny jeans, Dan wore his classic moth shirt with black skinny jeans. After a few more fringe checks and making sure they were properly dressed, they were ready to party.