Dan sat on his bed and looked around. Everything around him was black and white. The posters on the walls were black and white. The clothes he wore were black and white. He ran his fingers over his black and white duvet, feeling how soft it was.
"What is color?" Dan thought to himself. "Caspar said you could see it. But what is it? When I look around I see only the lightest shade of light and the darkest shade of dark, and the shades in between. This is not beautiful as Caspar said."
Suddenly a door downstairs slammed. Dan jumped because he was the only one home, and his mom would be home late. He glanced over at his alarm clock. The time was 5:36. Quietly, he tiptoed out of his bedroom and down the hall. He heard a noise in the kitchen, and his first instinct was to run, but he didn't. He had a feeling he knew the person in his house. If he was right, they wouldn't cause him any harm.
Dan casually walked through the kitchen door. A boy was standing almost completely inside the refrigerator, trying to reach something in the back.
"Hey Caspar," Dan said, taking a seat at the dining table. "You scared me half to death. I didn't know you were coming."
"Sorry." Caspar found what he was looking for and shut the refrigerator door. He sat across from Dan at the table and started to eat the yogurt he found in the back of the fridge.
"Caspar?" Dan nearly whispered.
"Yea?" Caspar said, licking yogurt off of his upper lip.
"What does color look like?" Dan felt stupid asking Caspar this question. He knew Caspar was the closest thing he would ever have to a best friend, but it still felt a bit weird to Dan.
Caspar put the yogurt down on the table and burried his face in his hands.
"Color," he whispered. "Color looks beautiful. That's the only way I can really describe it."
Dan had no idea how to reply, so there was an awkward silence. He looked up at the clock on the wall and watched the time tick by. Tick tock. Tick tock. This went on for what seemed like years until suddenly music started playing.
"HEY HEY YOU YOU I DONT LIKE YOUR GIRLFRIEND"
Caspar pulled his phone out of his pocket and denied a call. "Sorry about my ringtone. My sister probably did that."
"Who called you?" Dan asked.
Caspar just shrugged and ate a spoonful of his yogurt. "I dunno. It was some random number I've never seen before."
"We should call them back."
"Why?" Caspar raised an eyebrow.
"I might have given Phil your number and told him to call you... So can we please call him back?"
"Fine. But why couldn't you have given him your number?" Caspar asked.
"My phone is broken." Dan replied, pointing to the kitchen counter, where his phone was. It was a phone with a sliding keyboard, and the keyboard had broken off. So Caspar called the number and put his phone on speaker.
"Hello?" Someone said through the phone. "Is this Caspar?"
"Yea," Caspar replied. "And Dan."
"Oh hi guys! It's Phil."
"Hey Phil," Dan said. "I have another prank for Tyler. You in?"
"Um I actually don't think I want to. That kind of stuff isn't my style."
"Fine," Dan said, ending the call.
"Why'd you hang up like that?" Caspar asked. "And why didn't you tell me about the prank first?"
"I thought he would want to help us," was all Dan said.
"But why didn't you tell me first? You know we always-"
"I don't care!" Dan made Caspar jump when he yelled.
"I'm leaving," Caspar mumbled. He got up and threw his yogurt away. Then he causally walked out the kitchen door and left. Dan laid his head down on the cold table. He didn't want to admit that he had taken a liking to Phil.
A/N
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Colors (Phan AU)
FanfictionDan sat on his bed and looked around. Everything around him was black and white. The posters on the walls were black and white. The clothes he wore were black and white. He ran his fingers over his black and white duvet, feeling how soft it was. "W...