Little Wonder (Phan)

Forty-Seven.

Where did the years go, it was already 2019. "Are you sure you wanna go, Dan? We haven't been gone for so long since TATINOF." He was currently zipping up one of the many bags we had started to pack last night, looking up at me with those ocean eyes of his, concern pooling from within. Why was he so worried about this trip, we've gone on plenty before. Well, this was going to be the first time we were going to be away from home for a couple of weeks with Winnie in tow, this was going to be an all new experience for her. Nodding to assure him that I was good with this, that there was no going back, I zipped up the bag that I had been working on for quite some time. "I'm sorry -- you know I over think things, I'm just a little -- worried."

"Phil, this is her first big trip, despite the trip to America and Japan, this'll be the longest she has ever been gone from home, don't you want her to have a good trip? Stop worrying and just help me get the rest of these bags packed." Our flight was in a couple of hours, but we'd gotten up early to finish the packing we'd abandoned last night. I'd been rubbing off on Phil lately and he has been getting barely anything done. "Besides, I want to still travel before you age even more, look at yourself Phil! You are already 32 years old, before long you won't even be able to move!" I gave a mock gasp, squishing my cheeks, and poking his forehead. "I don't want an old man slowing me down." Besides the fact that I was almost 27, he was an old man.

Scoffing at my words he gently swatted my hand away and turned away from me, but not in anger, he was just placing the bags by the door so we could grab and go. Me and Winnie's bags were packed, Phil had just finished, but that was just clothes. We still needed some stuff to come along with us. "At least we don't have to pack your straightener anymore. That was a huge hassle." He gave a gasp of his own and snickered when he saw my pouty face, wrapping his arms around me and pecking my forehead. "I love you anyway, you know that." His words were a whisper in my ear, and I loved how genuine they sounded. He was always so genuine. "Do you want to get her up, or do you want to do the honours?" He was offering me a choice, get breakfast ready, or get Winnie ready. I was going with Winnie for once. It's not like I didn't like getting her up or seeing her in the morning, but Phil had always been better at that stuff.

"I've got Winnie, make sure she has something to place in her belly before we take off, I don't know if we'll have enough time to get something at the airport, and plane food isn't always the best." Pecking his nose I left the room without another word, not having to walk very far until I reached Winnie's room, knocking once before slowly opening the door. But to my surprise she was already up and struggling to get dressed. It almost looked like she was trying to be up and ready to surprise us, but she'd gotten stuck. Again. "Are you sure you want to wear that, cub? We're going to be on a plane for a while, it's 5,000+ miles to LA." Leaning against the doorframe of her bedroom, she nodded, stubborn to keep the clothes she had on. This was why I always carried around spare clothes, just in case she'd dressed herself and regretted it.

Holding up my hands in a defensive manner, I walked over and helped her pull her shirt over her head, and now that I got a better look at it I realised it was a pretty comfy outfit. Almost like mine, sweatpants and a baggy shirt. I wasn't going to be uncomfortable on a plan, no matter how much my image mattered to me. Not that it was the main focus of my existence, but I did find it very important most days. To go back to where we were headed, we were going to LA again, not really to see Mark, it'd be cool if we could pop by again and visit, but there was also a convention for YouTube for a couple of days, and then we were going to have our own family vacation, no matter who sees us, and no matter what we do. I was determined to have fun no matter what. I could already smell Phil working his magic in the kitchen, quick breakfasts, he was the best at those. They were quick, small, but they filled up your belly way quicker than you'd think. "How about we go and eat quick." Holding out my hand for her tiny one, I smiled as it fit in mine almost perfectly. I had a feeling this trip was going to be perfect.