The Lamp Fic

"Phil, can we order pizza?" Dan asked, exhausted from filming another day in the life video.
"Of course," Phil replied, "What type?"
"I don't know. Pepperoni?"
"Sure."

They were watching Attack On Titans after walking around London all day. Dan opened up his laptop and ordered two pepperoni pizzas and some garlic bread.
"They'll be delivering in 30 minutes." Dan told Phil.
"Perfect." Phil mumbled under his breath.
"What?" Dan asked, confused.
"Oh, huh? Nothing," Phil quickly replied to Dan "Quick, follow me."
Phil ran off to his room, Dan following slowly behind.

"Phil? Phil where did you go?" Dan worryingly asked. "Phil, you were here a second ago. Where the fuck have you gone?!"
Silence. Dan was worried. Dan was really worried. He backed away towards Phil's wardrobe and shrieked. Suddenly, Phil's bedroom lights flickered and switched off. "PHIL! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU???" Dan was screaming. He was scared. He had no idea where his friend was. "PHIL! PLEASE! WHERE ARE YOU?" The lights turned on again, scaring the shit out of Dan. "P-Phil, w-where ar-are y-you?"

"I'm here." Phil replied from behind Dan. Dan still couldn't see Phil and he was almost in tears.
"Dan, turn around." Phil shouted.
"O-okay." Dan turned around and faced the wardrobe and screamed.
"Hush, Daniel." Phil said, placing his finger to Dan's lips.
"P-p-phil, w-what are y-you doing?" Dan asked full of fear.
Phil walked out of the shadows and faced Dan.
"Phil?"
"DON'T SPEAK, HOWELL!"
"Oh, uh, oka-"
"WHAT PART OF DON'T SPEAK DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND? NOW SHUT THE FUCK UP AND TURN AROUND!"
Dan did what he was told; he was terrified. He closed his eyes, dreading what was going to happen. Dan started crying. Phil started to massage Dan's back and whispered "Don't cry."
Dan's head shot up and he turned to face Phil.
"Craft."
Dan then turned back around and Phil's face filled up with anger. He then reached behind him and got a blindfold.
"Hold tight, Daniel." Phil whispered.
Dan then screamed as Phil tied the blindfold round his head.
"PHIL! STOP! PLEASE!" Dan shouted. Dan couldn't see anything.
Phil dragged Dan over to his bed and tied Dan up to the wicker bed frame and the brightly coloured bed sheets.
Dan's blindfold was removed.
"Phil, what am I doing tied up on your bed?"
No answer.
Dan looked up at Phil who was looking over at an old lamp.
"Phil, what are you doing? Why are you looking at that old lamp? Phil?"
Phil looked at Dan and then back at the lamp.
"Phil, please. Don't do it. Please." Dan begged, knowing what was coming. "Phil, Please don't."
"Too late." Phil replied with a small grin on his face.
He then walked over to the lamp; he picked it up, plugged it in and switched it on.
Ding dong
The doorbell rang. Phil looked at Dan. "I'll get it." Phil said, looking over at the lamp that was glowing bright yellow.
Phil went and answered the door; Dan could hear everything. He knew that it was the pizza delivery guy and he was about to call for help but then he heard the door close.
Phil ran back upstairs with the pizzas and chucked one of them on Dan's bare chest. Dan had only just taken into account that he wasn't wearing anything.
"Phil, what are you doing with this pizza?"
"If that pizza falls off of you, then that lamp is going in you, understand?" Phil replied menacingly.
"Y-yes" Dan whimpered.
"Good"
Phil left the room. Dan saw his opportunity to escape. He tried to undo the knots on his wrists. The knots wouldn't budge. Dan wouldn't give up though. In fact, he was so determined to escape that he completely forgot about the pizza on his chest. He threw himself up to see if that would do anything to help him when he realised that there was a pepperoni pizza all over the floor of Phil's bedroom. Dan knew that he was in trouble.

Phil pondered back into his room and stopped in the middle of the doorway.
"Dan, what is your pizza doing on the floor of my bedroom?" Phil asked with fury in his voice.
"Phil please. I'm so fucking sorry just please don't do anything. Please." Dan begged.
"Haha, it's okay Dan," Phil said casually, "just relax and reflect on your short-lived life." Suddenly, all of the anger came back into Phil as he wondered over to the old lamp, ripped the shade of and wondered back over to Dan.
"Nice try, Howell but you'll have to try better than that." Phil had a huge grin on his face.
"Have fun in Hell."
Phil shoved the glowing lamp up Dan's rectum and held it there.
"PHIL! STOP! PLEASE! I DON'T WANT TO DIE LIKE THIS! PLEASE! STO-"
Silence. Dan had been electrocuted. The lamp was still up his rear end but Phil had let go. Phil had also been shocked. The pain made him leap back and he slipped on his pizza and slid into the door of the open wardrobe. The body of the 29 year-old boy from Manchester lay there, lifeless along with the carcass of his 24 year-old housemate.