we had walked atleast a kilometer and weren't there yet. they told me one thing.
"my name is dan" the one guy said sounding very posh.
the other said
"hi i'm phil and this is the house!" the other one said very kindly.
i asked very softly
"what day is it?
dan said "january 11th 2012"
"today is my birthday!" i said anxiously.
"how old are you?" phil asked.
i said "eight!"
●Time skip to January 11th 2017●
"HAPPY 12TH CORD!" dan and phil screamed into my ears as i woke up
"mmmrrph " i replied
"come on we have to make a video for your and our channels!" dan said
dan swooped me out of bed and ran me to the couch in the bright light. i ate my corn pops while straightening my curly hair. corn pops was phils cereal but i didn't care. i whacked on an mcr t-shirt and some black skinny jeans.
we went into phils room i quickly grabbed my uke and filmed my video.
i waved to the camera and did a 123 check and started my song.
"happy birthday to me! i'm one hundred and three i look like a monkey and smell like feet!
dan and phil stopped recording and announced my limted editon merch. blah blah bleh.
We started Phil video with a fringe check and started the hello internet when chris, pj, and louise come busting in the door. singing happy birthday and then i hid my face. i walked up to them and played my uke while it was plugged into my amp and chris fell over from being startled by it.
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Adopted by Phan👥
FanfictionI was sleeping on my haystack of a bed out on the street at the age of 7 years old. Until two grown men changed my life. [trigger warning swears and general triggers]
