Drunken Noodles (Phanfic)

Drunken Birthday

Dan was just sitting in his normal couch crease when Phil walks into the room. Today was a pretty special day, it was Dans birthday. Phil had decided to take Dan out the the local pub for a birthday gift.

"Oi! Dan get up I'm taking you somewhere special!" Phil calls out

Seeing as if Dan didnt have anything important going on, he gets up and heads to his room to get dressed. While Dan was busy getting around, Phil took the time to fix his hair to make sure it was perfect. Afterall Phil wanted Dan to have a fun birthday.

"Alrighty, you ready?" Dan says stepping into the room.

Phil looks over to see Dan in his normal clothes, black shirt and black jeans. Typical Dan attire, but thats how Phil liked it.

"Nice, alright lets head out." he smiled.

As they were headed down the stairs of their flat, Dan interrupts the thick silence.

"Hey Phil, where exactly are you taking me?"

Phil stops and turns around.

"No questions, just follow."

Dan doesnt question the weirdness, instead he turns his attention to his phone. After a little bit of walking, not paying attention to his surroundings, Dan looks up to see a bright neon sign.

"We are here! My favorite place! Lets go in." Phil says while opening the glass doors.

As they walk into the pub, Dan notices the music playing in the background.

"Toxic? Wait, how?" He asks Phil.

"I got a few friends here, one of em is the dj." Phil answers while taking a sip of his water.

They sit at the bar, only because there were no booths left. It being his birthday, Dan decides to order a few shots of some fancy drink. Phil wasnt drinking knowing that he would have to take care of Dan later.

"Oh Philly! Did I ever tell you that you have pretty hair?" Dan slurs.

"Only 15 times so far. But thanks" Phil said trying to not be annoyed.

It was an hour or so and Dan was already wasted. Not relizing that Dan was getting up from the bar, Phil turned only to be grabbed by the collar of his shirt and lead to the dance floor.

"Come on pretty boy, lets dance!" Dan laughed.

As they reached the lit up dance floor, Dan breaks out his robot moves, while Phil stands there akwardly. Though Dan was drunk out of his mind, he noticed and grabbed his friends hand and made him dance. Phil took this as a hint to start enjoying the night. Both danced for more than an hour, a mix of laughs and stubbed toes left them tired.

"Alright Dan I think its about time to head back to the flat." Phil said while looking at his phone.

Dan whined a little bit, but decided that it was a good idea. Unlike other drunks, Dan could function perfectly fine, though he didnt think about what he was doing. While walking home he had fallen onto a bench and twisted his ankle.

"Really? We were literally ten feet away from the door Dan! And you twisted your ankle?" Phil said with a laugh, but with a mix of irritated.

He lifted Dan up and helped him to his room. Dans room was cluttered with clothes and video equipment strood all about. He sat the drunk down on the bed and went into the kitchen to get a ice pack. When he returned Dan had passed out, with his mouth wide open. 

"Oh Dan, cant you stop being cute for one minute." Phil laughed to himself and put the ice pack on Dans ankle.