Back In Time (Dan And Phil FanFiction)

Chapter 4: Back to the past

August 16th 2025
Dan's POV

We got back to the apartment shortly after spending some time at the beach where Isabelle continued playing her imaginary games. It has always fascinated me how much imagination that child has, she has always been talking to herself and making up people and places, like when she was 4 she made up a place called sugarland and she claimed that she visited the land with her imaginary dragon named cleo. Jess was often worried about her and her fantasies but I always told her not to worry and it was just a way she adapted to society and other people.

Also she absolutely loves watching Disney movies every since she was a baby. Her favourite movie was Toy story and every so often I would catch her speaking to her toys and telling them about what she did or the new things she learnt at school. I always found it sweet and cute that she would copy things and make up stories and different worlds. I remember when she actually thought that the hundred acre wood from Winnie the Pooh was real and all the characters lived there.

Which made me laugh. I was exactly like that when I was young, which mainly resulted me being picked on my other children but I soon learnt to ignore them and continued playing make believe with my friends which is all I hoped for Isabelle to do.

As soon as we got home Isabelle ran through the hallway excitedly and rushed to her room (which was our old gaming room and office but we turned into Isabelle's room whenever she came to stay) it was decorated with yellow wallpaper  and plush toys everywhere not to mention the Disney and Winnie the Pooh  wall stickers that where put on the wall when she was born and me and Phil where designing her room, originally we wanted to paint the room pink as soon as I found out She was going to be a girl, but Jess and Phil both thought it may be a bit too tacky so we stuck to yellow wallpaper instead and put up loads of Winnie the Pooh stuff in there. We where actually quite proud when we finished even though it wasn't amazing at all.

Then Isabelle rushed back out as I was talking to Phil about a video we recently made and she looked up at me taking my hand and pulling it slightly to get my attention.

"Daddy can we have pizza for dinner please?" Isabelle asked me. "I don't see why not" I said picking up my phone. "pepperoni! Pepperoni! Pepperoni! please please please!!!! She jumped up and down and I laughed "okay sweetheart".

I called the pizza place and we all sat down to eat at our dining table, Isabelle sat between me and Phil eating a pizza that was far to big for her while she was swinging her legs back and forth because she couldn't reach the ground which made us laugh even more.

Soon after we ate and put on toy story for Isabelle to watch and it was time for bed. "Isabelle bed time!" She pouted slightly "But daddy I'm not sleepy yet!" She folded her arms and pulled a sad face. "Come on missus, bed, I'll read you a bed time story. Come on." She got up from the sofa and ran to phil's room, who was busy editing his new video in his room and asked not to be disturbed. She knocked on phil's door to say goodnight to him. He opened the door and saw Isabelle standing there smiling away and she hugged his knees.

"Night night uncle Philly." She said as he lifted her up. "Good night sweetheart sleep well." He was about to put Isabelle down but then stopped at his tracks.

"WAIT!" Phil suddenly shouted, Isabelle and I looked at him. "Phil what's wrong? Are you okay?"I panicked, he shook his head tutting silently I was really confused at this point. "No no no. Isabelle cannot go to bed yet." I suddenly realised what he was doing and decided to play along. "Ah yes Phil, why is that?" I asked him. Isabelle looked at Phil, "why uncle Philly what's wrong?"

She tilted her head slightly. "Because a little girl named Isabelle Madeleine Howell hasn't gotten a visit from someone yet."

Poor Isabelle was confused as ever and she asked; "who's the special surprise?" "MR TICKLE MONSTER!!" Phil yelled and started tickling Isabelle uncontrollably, she squealed in surprise but started giggling like mad.

I started joining in as Phil placed her on the floor on her back as she squealed and kicked her little legs begging to be stopped. "DADDY ! UNCLE PHILLY! STOP I CANT BREATHE!" She laughed out, "say uncle Philly is the best." Phil laughed, "you can't make a seven year old say that Phil!" I protested "oh does Dan want a visit as well?" Phil stated tickling me under my armpits where I was extremely ticklish "Phil I will punch you!! STOP IT!" I squealed but he carried in doing and I fell to the floor. "Tickle daddy tickle daddy tickle daddy!!!" As Isabelle chanted as she hopped on top of me and started tickling me too. "OKAY! OKAY! TRUCE TRUCE! I gasped.

They where both laughing and I pulled an annoyed face at Phil. "I will get you back!" I warned, Phil just laughed "ohhhh can't wait, are you going to expose me on Twitter?" Phil asked. "Maybe" I said chuckling. "Again again again!" Isabelle said hopping up and down. "No no time for bed now Isabelle, come on sweetie say goodnight"

Phil kissed her on the top of her head she then ran to me as I scooped her up in my arms and carried her to bed.
She put on her bright blue unicorn pyjamas and I tied her hair into a ponytail as she got into bed.

She grabbed her stuffed toy and her favourite book which was rapunzel, she had always liked that book every since she was a baby when I used to read it to her. I took the book from her, " I've read you read this book a million times honey, don't you want a different one Isabelle?" She shook her head "I like this book because rapunzel has long hair and the handsome man climbs up it to save her!" She exclaimed. "Okay then if that's what you really want sweetie." She nodded her head "Its my favourite book daddy!" I nodded and started reading.
It was the same old book you know, rapunzel gets saved by this guy who climbs up her hair and near the end ends up cutting it to save her life or something like that.

After reading her the book, I was about to say goodnight when she sat up and said; "Daddy, how did you meet mummy?" I looked at her, she had never asked me something like this before. "And how did you meet uncle Philly?" She added.

I was incredibly surprised that she asked this, whenever she would ask me something it was always something to do with fairy tale stories or nursery rhymes never about reality. Maybe my little girl was growing up.

"Why do you want to know darling?" I asked her curiously, she shrugged. "Because I want to know the story, can you please tell me daddy?" She begged "Maybe another day sweetheart you need to sleep." I told her but she took my hand and played with it nervously.

"Please daddy, I really really want to know! Pleaseeeeee???" She gave me those puppy eyes and I just chucked, I took her under her arms and sat her on my lap as she looked up at me. "What do you want to know first?" I asked her, she smiled at me for a second but then thought hard for a moment and then said; "How did you meet uncle Philly daddy?" I smiled at my daughter. That's a story I haven't re-lived in a very long time. "Do you really want to know?" She nodded rapidly "Yes please! Please tell me the story daddy!" She said looking at me while smiling.

"Well. It all started when I was just 18 years old.........."