Fluffed Up Phanfic

The Black Parade Fic

Dan slipped on the black leather jacket over his My Chemical Romance shirt. They were visiting America for their tour. They were currently in Denver Colorado and Phil said he was going to explore tonight. That left Dan alone. 

But secretly, Dan made plans. In Denver Colorado there was a thing for Emos of all ages to gather around and do this party rave like thing while listening to bands like My Chemical Romance, Panic! At the Disco, Set it Off, Starset, And others. 

Dan was looking forward to Denver since they landed in America. Why? Because for one night and one night only he can be Emo again. He wasn't lying in his stop emo shaming video. He did just want to be emo one last time. It was kinda fun. It would be more fun with Phil but he wouldn't approve. He knew that.

Dan finished straightening his hair. He got the fake nose ring and lip rings from the punk edits video he did on Phil's channel. He put them in accordingly and got some eyeliner. On his phone the uncensored version of I Write Sins not Tragedies was blaring in the bathroom a small he does his makeup. Dan was singing along.

Before he knew it, Dan had eyeliner  eyeshadow, and lipstick on. What Color? Black of course! He even got some black hair dye for the tips of his hair. He was going all out tonight. Tonight was supposed to be really fun!

Time Skip.

Phil didn't want Dan to know he was going to this party. He really didn't. The party? Well, the local Americans call it the Black Parade. There was a teenage girl who helped him get ready after she heard him talking to himself about it. She said her clearly wasn't good enough to get in. Long story short, the teenage girl was a huge fan of him and Dan and got him in for free.

The Ballad Of Mona Lisa was blaring on the speakers as everyone was talking and drinking either wine or vodka. There was some blackberry punch for those underage, but nobody gave a damn. Red and blue lights were flickering and it was like a normal rave. 

Phil had his hair straightened again, his old hair style. The girl gave him a Panic! At the Disco shirt to keep. He was wearing black skinny Jeans the girl had to go out and buy. He had a fake skull tattoo on the back of his hand. He was given black eyeliner and red eyeshadow. Like, really really dark red. He was given lipstick of the same color and red goop similar to the blue ine rom the punk edits video with Dan to match. You could barely recognize him.

So he was drinking some of the punch, not being an achohol guy, when he noticed a really hot guy walking in. He had brown hair with black tips, brown eyes, and straightened hair. He wore black lipstick which made his own lips purse with interest. His blue eyes couldn't rip away from the guy. He looked around, fixed his jacket and had this smirk on his lips. 

Phil pulled the Denver girl over, who was put even the least hit tipset after three red Dixie cups of Vodka. She must be really hardcore. She just simply looked at Phil with a sweet smile underneath all that goth like makeup.

"What's up Phil?"

Phil was glad she didn't call him dad or anything, but now want the time. Phil pointed to wear the hot guy was. After he knew she saw him, he turned back to talk to her. She live down here, she had to know him.

"Who's that?"

The girl looked back at the guy, unable to identify him from afar. She took another deep swig of Vodka, almost ruining her own black lipstick and hair extensions. She placed the Cup in a nearby trash bin before replying to Phil.

"I can go ask."

Then she was gone before Phil could protest. She walked over to the mystery guy. Normally she knew every emo in the city. But this guy was new, kinda like Phil. To be honest the girl never expected Phil out of the two to want to go to the Black Parade. This happens once a year in Denver. Special time.

Dan was looking around  and having a blast. After The Ballad Of Mona Lisa was Light Em Up by fall out boy. He was certainly happy. That's when a girl started to approach him. Oh no, she knew who he was didn't she? It was over.

"Hey! Uh, my friend wants to know your name. He thinks you're hot."

She was a little bit tipsey, but she was standing up straight and speaking without a slur so that hadn't to be respectable. Should Dan just say his name or completely make up a new one? He didn't want to blow his cover here. The phandom would explode to hear he went to the Black Parade for real. Or straightened his hair without it being on video. 

"My name is Darek. Darek Striker."

Well, Phil's rubbish last name did come in handy. The girl looked like she didn't believe hi, for a second, looking in his eyes quizzically and persistently. She definitely recomgnized him. Oh god. That's just perfect.

"No, you're Dan Howell aren't you?"

Dan was caught red handed. He sighed and nodded, holding up his hands with an awkward smile playing at his lips. He had to be honest and on the bright side, it was kinda nice to know that his phans still like the emo bands. And that another guy found him hot. That was always a bonus for a bisexual dude. But he happened to have a current crush.

"Yeah. You said a guy said I was hot?"

The girl smirked. She looked like a devious child playing matchmaker with two of her best friends. Or as if her OTP was about to come true. She simply lunged for his hand and started rushing him across the Black Parade.

Phil was nervous and watching the girl talk to the guy. But then she grabbed his hand and started dragging him over here. Phil jumped, not knowing what to do. His eyes were glued on the hot guy. Then their eyes met. A wave of realization sprung through Phil. He knew why he was attracted to this handsome stranger. He knew why he was absolutely smitten.

The girl brought Dan over to him. Dan stood up and recomposed himself before looking at Phil. He had a look of surprise and even took a step back. Phil coudlnt keep his eyes off of Dan. The girl was watching and drinking another cup of Vodka.

"Dan, what are you doing here?"

Dan didn't expect Phil to even know about the Denver Black Parade! Of course this was a huge surprise for him! He took a moment before recollecting himself, taking a deep breath, and drinking in Phil's emo look. He had to admit, he was pretty damn hot. In the background, the Piano version of This is Gospel started playing. Perfect shot rave.

"Phil, you look... uh..."

He didn't want to say sexy as fuck, but he did at the same time. So he didn't say anything. Phil's Yes were locked in his, then on his lips, then on his clothes, then on his hair, then on his eyes again. He was also taking in Dan's emo look. It made him feel a little awkward and antsy at the same time. 

"Dan... you look awesome."

Wait a minute, the girl said a guy called him hot, right? So Phil thinks he looks hot like this? Dan smiled, the black lips stretching to show his white teeth. He then reached for Phil's hand. He didn't notice that the girl had her phone out and was recording every second of this.

"So do you. Now, why don't we have fun together while we're here?"

Phil grinned, like Dan was. He just noticed that his hand was entwined with Dan's. It felt so nice and so right. He then reached in his jean pocket for his phone and handed it to the nice girl who lended him literally everything. She took the phone and waited for command.

"Take a few photos of us?"

The girl was never more eager to take a few photos.

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