dark devil ; phan sequel

xvii; flash forward

a/n          is at the top, because i know you'll read it that way.    

 yes. this is the end.   my life is   o  v e  r    now. 'it sucks.   i'm going to miss it.   

but this was all i had planned.  look, this chapter doesn't even get arrows, or a quote! 

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Dabbing a cloth across his nephew's knuckles gently, Phil didn't even look up. There was blood on them, some fight at his school, and... Well, his and Benji's adopted kids walked home together, so naturally, Wade had come to him with bloody knuckles and a bruise on his cheek that was just getting darker. "Dad's gonna be mad at me." Wade whispered quietly, and Phil offered him a smile.

"Your dad'll be proud," He told him, because Dad was Benji, and Benji would never disapprove of a fight, although he was becoming what Phil called a mom. They'd split it due to Dick's French background, which earned him 'Papa', because he thought it was cute, and Benji only agreed because... Well, he didn't know the entire story. He did jerk up in surprise though when he felt the couch dip next to him, felt someone rest their head in his neck, arms looping around his neck.

Winston, his own son, at age seven.

Christopher was only two, although still both his and Dan's, and he was still next to Elliott and Peter, who were trying to sing 'The Wheels On The Bus' as fast as possible, both six. They weren't his kids.

Benji and Dick had adopted Wade, who was now aged at eight, and Analise had acted as a surrogate for both Elliot and Peter. Hayley had defended it was only fair, since she'd decided to have their daughter, who wasn't around currently, but was named Rachel, as a nod to Richard, her brother. Technically, his name was Richard Karter, but that made everyone feel uncomfortable, so everyone stuck with Dick.

Basically, Benji and Dick had the most kids, and they just seemed to naturally fit in raising them, because... Well, their kids were not only adorable, but they were nice, usually. Wade and Peter were good brothers when it called for it, and Elliott, although the smallest and the only female in her family, was willing to beat up anyone who threatened her brothers.

Him and Dan? They had two sons. Christopher and Winston, because his husband had to have names after his favourite childhood show. Plus, Phil had offered Galileo, and he was honestly happy that it was turned down when it came down to it.

The door swung open, and Joey wiped the rain from his eyes, at age twenty-something, home from college for Christmas.

Yeah, it was Christmas Eve.

"Daniel, don't forget the dogs!" He exclaimed over his shoulder, and there was a muffled 'of course not!' before the door shut behind him. He hung up his coat quick enough that when all the kids made their way to him, at their own paces, he could crouch down and wrap them all into a hug. "Hi guys!" He said brightly, and lifted Christopher in his arms, who was wearing a Winnie-The-Pooh onesie.