A/n- hello everyone now please don't come at me with torches and pitchforks, because I have an excuse... I procrastinate. Okay, so, you know how my story is crap? I have decided I am going to edit all of my previous chapters because they are crap. I think I might change a little bit of the first couple chapters because nobody understands it.
Otay back to ze story
Jay's POV-
I poored the cinnamon onto my spoon and looked over at Skylar, who was looking at me with a worried expression. Dan and Phil were staring at us anxiously waiting for us to do it. I smiled then put the spoon in my mouth and tried to gulp down but choked a little, my lungs begging for clean air. My throat burned when a small clump of cinnamon went down my throat. I could feel my eyes water, I felt like I was crying. I looked up to see Phil rush over to me but it was too late, I puffed the cinnamon cloud all over Phil's pizza shirt. Everything stopped right there. Phil looking down at his shirt, Dan looking surprised and Sky had the spoon in her mouth but here eyes were turned towards me. Then, everything went really slowly, Phil looked disgusted, Skylar was shocked and surprised and Dan cringed. I felt very embarrassed until Phil started laughing. Everyone started laughing! It took a while until I grasped what was going on, and then I joined them. All I know is, I'm never having anything with cinnamon in it again. "Do you want a hug?" Phil asked opening his cinnamon-covered arms. I started running down the hallway into Phil's room. He came in and I got to the other side of the bed giggling my head off. Phil slammed the door shut so I had no escape. He started laughing as my eyes darted across the room. Before I knew it, Phil's arms were wrapped around me. We were both panting. "Mama's outta shape." I said between gasps. "Me too." Phil said awkwardly.
Skylar's POV-
When Phil and Jay ran out, Dan and I started laughing about heads off. Then, I said to the camera," We are experiencing some technical difficulties." And then shut it off. But, then I realized I I still had a bit of cinnamon left in my mouth from laughing it all out. I worked up enough cinnamon and blew the cinnamon at Dan. He was turned around, putting the lense cap on but turned around right when I blew it." Aw, man!" He whined. There was still some white from the marshmallow on Dan's shirt, now it was red. I giggled as he ranted about how he'd never get cinnamon AND marshmallow out of a BLACK shirt. "Well, I guess you better get to washing it rather than ranting." I giggled again.
A/n- hello people of the internet, I'm really sorry it took so long, school sucks. AND I'VE BEEN WHATCHING DAN AND PHIL GAMES ER MA GOODNASS IT'S AMAZING!!!!!!! HAVE YOU ALSO SEEN THE DAN AND PHIL SHOP ITS CRAZY BUT I DON'T HAVE ANY MONEY EEEEERRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH
