You wake up to your beating heart. Almost drowning in it. Today is going to be very busy, you think to yourself. I have to do soooo much stuff. How am I going to handle all of it.
You roll out of bed and look in the mirror. Ew. Bed head. And your face. Well. Too ugly to discuss. Whatever. You wash your hair. And put on makeup to conceal your uneven skin tone. You get dressed and look at your list of things to do. 1. Walk the dog. 2. Get Lucy's gift and pick up the dry cleaners. 3. Do hw and write a report. 4. Wash the dishes and paint the bowl you bought. Your mom says you have to do this by 1 pm. Its already 11. You slip on your shoes and run to your bike with a basket.
You're pedaling pretty fast. You make it to the store. You run in and get Lucy's gift. Its in a big bag. Then hanging on to that, you bike to the dry cleaners. Now you're carrying a huge dress and suit while trying to pedal. The dress gets caught in the gears and you fly off. Hitting your head. You're dizzy. You look at your watch. Shoot! 12 already! You get back up, wipe your hands and run to your bike. You make it back home (barely) and grab the dog and the leash. You soon realize you're still holding all the clothes and gift. Your dog turbo pulls hard on the leash. You struggle to hold on without dropping everything in the mud.
You make it back to the house and almost lose turbo trying to open the door. 12:45. You run to the kitchen and grab the bowl and paint. Then you open the dishwasher and try putting the bowls in the cabinets. You're doing fine. Paint, put away, paint, put away.
Things are going good when you realize you got a stain on the dress from falling. "CRAP!" you yell. You grab the dress and now you're trying to get the stain out, painting, and putting dishes away. You grab the paint again and start painting what you think is the bowl. You look down to see you painted the dress. "WHAT?!" You start trying to rub it away, it only smears more. You grab the dishes multiple at a time, trying to shove into the cabinet. You slip and drop all the bowls. They crash to the ground, hitting the paint bucket and spilling it everywhere. "WHY CAN'T I MULTI-TASK??!!" All of a sudden. A bright light appears. And Phil Lester dissolves in front of you wearing a pair of fairy wings and and a flower crown, holding a wand with a lion head on it. "Behold. My young child. For I am your savior. I am fairy Phil. The most lovable fairy. I shall grant you one wish. Choose wisely. And it will come true."
First. You think. What the hell. Why is Phil like that? But then you remember he is a beautiful magical bright light of sunshine and stop questioning it. "Oh fairy Phil. I need multiple arms so that I may multi-task and not screw up and do stupid shit like always." Phil frowns at your language but remembers that Dan has a worse mouth on him. "Alright. Here is your wish. By the power vested in my houseplants. You may become a multi-tasker." He taps you on the head with his wand.
And soon Dan the fairy also appears. "Hiiii. I'm here to help Phil grant your wish. I guess I could help ironically. Jk. I'm not a troll like my 12 year old self. #dontclickhere. Lol. Ok you twat here." He starts to sing the totoro theme song and then out of the pocket of his black jeans (which are basically sagging because his belt never works) he reaches inside with his hand to pull out a black fairy like dust. He blows it in your direction. You feel a tingle. And soon multiple arms sprout. "Thanks guys!" They smile. "We must go now. We need to finish Magi." You watch Phil walk over to Dan. They stare at each other. Lovingly. Phil takes Dan's hands. They start to sing a weird version of titanic. "Ooonnceee mooorreee. A snakes at the door. As it violently, crawls toward, youurr muum." And right as they're about to kiss. They vanish. You stand in shock. "Wow. Dan is is still Phil trash no.1." You walk toward the chores "armed" and ready to work. ;)
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How To Multi-task
FanfictionDan and Phil can help you with a lot of things. Read this for a laugh idk