Adopted by Phan-a Dan and Phil Phanfic

Chapter sixteen - History project

A/N: this is the hoodie Dan and Alana both have, as modeled on the lovely Dan, bc even though I own it I didn't feel like putting my face here. You get it, right?

~Phil's pov~

Dan was sleeping in my bed, and his soft breaths filled the silence of the room like white noise. His hand was on my chest, his head resting on my shoulder. That couldn't be comfortable, but he seemed content, only moving once when I ran my hand through his half curly fringe, to brush my hand away. He seemed so cosy, but I really had to pee, so I carefully lifted his hand and shifted away slowly, letting his head fall to the pillow. I failed though, because he lifted his head, "Phil?" "Just go back to sleep, I'll be back in a sec." He nodded, eyes closing again. I opened the door quietly, shutting it behind me. Realising we must have left the lounge light on, I walked in, only to find a small figure sitting, feet curled under her, on the sofa. She was wearing her favourite hoodie, the one that matched Dan's. The amount of photos on my phone of them being all adorable and father-daughterly wearing those hoodie's was insane. I walked around to sit next to her, noticing she was holding a cup of hot chocolate. We sat there for a bit, her sipping quietly, but then she broke the silence, "There's more on the stove." I got up, coming back with a Hello Kitty mug, filled just to the brim. Sitting down again, cross legged, I waited for her to say something. She would when she was ready. She looked down, one of her two plaits swinging down and grazing the rim of her cup. I pulled it back behind her, and she scooted closer, leaning against my shoulder. We sat there for a bit, just sipping our drinks. "Have you ever wanted to be friends with someone who just kept rejecting you?" Her words broke the silence suddenly. I nodded. "Yeah." "Can I sleep with you and Dan? In your bed?" I smiled, knowing she was comfortable with us, and nodded. So, when we were finished with our hot chocolate, I picked her up, and turned the light off. Down the hall, and into my room, where I lay her down next to Dan, getting under the covers after her. She fell asleep almost immediately, her breathing pattern matching with Dan's. I lay awake for a bit, thinking of how in just a few months, my life had changed so much. Dan and I came out as a couple, we adopted our own smol bean, Alana. I don't exactly remember my last thought before falling asleep, but I think it had to do with breakfast...

(A/N: There was about 2 days of writers block here. Sowwy).

~Alana's pov~

When I woke up, I remembered; it was Wednesday. I had school. I hopped over a sleeping Phil, and ran out the door and up to my room. Checking the clock on my computer, 7:54. I was going to be late! I ran a brush through my hair, no time to straighten it, at the same time grabbing my headphones, homework, and phone to put in my bag. I got dressed in jeans (what else? I don't really wear skirts that much), and a teal jumper with the monkey emojis on it (You know the ones, see no evil, speak no evil, hear no evil?). I ran back downstairs, waited impatiently for some toast while I texted Dan that I had to leave. When my toast was ready, I slathered it with butter and ran to the hallway. Slipping on my shoes and heading out the door, shutting it with a bang. Once outside the building, my toast was gone, and when I looked down to get my phone and headphones out, I ran into someone. Internally groaning, I thought this day couldn't get worse. Then I looked up. Linkas was scowling at me from the ground. Groaning again, I stuck my hand out to help him up. Ignoring it, he pushed himself up. "What are you doing here?" "I live here, and I have to go to school now, so if you don't mind, I'm going to be late." He moved aside, and I walked to school, earbuds in. When I got there, it was actually only 8:23, and I had a text from Dan; Okay, we'll see you later. Instead of heading towards the bench where Tamala and her friends usually sat, I crossed to the opposite side. I needed my space today.

My first class was History. Linkas, and Mrs. Smith. I wasn't even sure I could deal today, my day had just gotten worse. Sitting down, I pulled out my work, deciding to only focus on Mrs. Smith and my class work today. Of course that's not what happened. "Alright class, settle down, the bell rang. Today we will be starting a new project. You will work in groups of three according to seating." She put us into groups, but by the time she got to the back it was just me and Linkas. "Lucas, Alana, you two will have to just work together." I nodded. Mrs. Smith clapped her hands, "alright, the project is to pick a person in medieval times and right a historically accurate diary from their perspective. It is due three weeks from today, and I expect at least 20 pages. Okay, you can start now." I turned my chair to the side, sticking my legs out in the aisle and crossing my ankles. Linkas didn't look up. "Erm.. Hello? We have to do a project together?" he turned his head slightly, sighed, and took off his earbuds. "So I guess we could do like a knight or something? I'll just do it and get back to you when I'm done, I guess?" "Why would you do that?" I shrugged. "I don't know, I guess I just assumed-" He cut me off. "Yeah, you assumed, again. Can you just fucking stop doing that?!"
I looked down at my nails. "Yeah. Sorry."

A/N: I'm sorry about not updating, but do you really care? As I said, there was writers block, so, you know.