Dans p.o.v
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When we were back inside it was already 8:00pm! "Alright Phil..." we should get to bed soon.." I sighed. "You mean shut down!" Asked Phillip. "In a way..." I said tilting my head slightly. "Well goodnight Daniel" Phil said sitting down on the ground. "Phil? No get up you have a bed!" I laughed as I reached out my hand. Phil looked more clueless then ever. " a bed?" He asked. "Follow me.." I signed. As I started to walk upstairs. When we got upstairs I went to Phil's room and opened the door. The room was left Untouched and it was exactly the way I left it. Phil cluelessly entered the room. "It's that thing in the middle of the room" I said as I pointed to the bed. Phil slowly touched it with one finger before saying "hmmm soft". He slowly sat on it and nodded his head. He slowly rested his head on the pillow. His robotic eyes glowed for a minute and he froze. "Phil? PHIL?!" I said rushing towards him to see if he was okay. Just then he swiftly sat up and looked around. "Hey, this is my room!" He cheered. "My lion!!" He cheered again as he petted the stuffed animal. "Oh,Phil..." I gasped. "You remember?" I cheered. "Daniel Howell, I think I am starting the process of remembering. All I remember is I am from here! I may have not been born here BUT I am starting to remember living here!" Phil explained. "Yay!" I yelled hugging Phil. Phil froze up again and was confused for a second. "Dan? Are you attempting to attack me with your arms?" He asked. "No..its called a hug Phillip!" I laughed. Phil still looked confused. "It's a sign of friendship..." Dan sighed still hugging Phil. "Oh okay! Your my friend?!" Asked Phil. "Why wouldn't I be?!" I asked breaking away from the hug. "Wow thank you Daniel!" Phil said hugging me. I hugged back and smiled.
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Kidnapped | Dan and Phil
FanfictionA normal night for dan. Computer,computer, phil, and now shower. He wakes up at 3:06am hearing glass breaking. Dan later comes to find out phil got kidnapped and cant live without phil and desperate times call for desperate messures. What will dan d...