Let's Be Friends Again {Dan Howell x Female Reader}

Chapter Two: Let's Be Chefs

A/N: Woah, I didn't think people would actually like this :P. Anyway, here is chapter two. It's a bit short but oh well. There was supposed to be more to this chapter but it needs a lot of editing so it will be part of chapter three.

If you guys want more then please leave some comments/reviews! Enjoy!

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Chapter Two

 

The camera was on, ingredients were lined up on the counter, you were out of frame, and everything was prepared.

 

“Hey there Internet! So I’m here with Phil for a baking video! Oh, but who else is here?” Dan said and turned to you.

 

In your socks you slide across the floor into frame. “Hi guys!” you said.

 

“This unfamiliar face is (y/n)! She’s an old friend of mine that I recently have been brought back into contact with so please treat her nicely while she is on my channel.” Dan said. “And without further ado, let’s begin.”

 

You guys filmed the list of ingredients quickly and then began cooking. The kitchen was filled with small dances as ingredients were mixed.

 

“Now for two chicken fetuses!” Dan yelled and smashed an egg harshly into the edge of the bowl. You laughed and put your hands under Dan’s to prevent dripping.

 

“Aw, Dan. Really?” Phil questioned as you laughed playfully at your friends.

 

The batter had been finished and Phil was getting out a baking tray from the cupboard. In his distraction you grabbed the whisk used to mix the batter and scraped some of the mixture off with your finger.

 

“(y/n), what are you--” Dan began to question before you dotted his nose with batter.

 

“Really?” He said angrily but you could see his faint smile and laughed.

 

Phil set the baking tray down on the counter. “I think you should keep that look, Dan.” He said and grabbed the whisk from you. He went to dump it in the sink but Dan stopped him and scraped off some batter. He launched at you and dotted your nose with batter but you just laughed. He grabbed you and pressed his cheek to yours.

 

“Twins!”  You said, your faces pointed to the camera. “Phil, do you think we’re going to start a trend?”

 

Phil opened his mouth to speak but Dan spoke first. “Of course we are!” Dan exclaimed.

 

Phil laughed. He grabbed the bag of chocolate chips and put one on Dan’s nose and then yours. The chocolate stuck to your nose with the help of the batter. You were all cracking up.

 

The three of you got back on task and put the batter on the tray to bake a total of about 14 cookies. You put the cookies in the previously preheated oven. Dan turned off the camera as you three waited for the cookies to bake.

 

After another few rounds of that Street Fighter rip off, the cookies were ready. Dan turned the camera back on and Phil took the cookies out.

 

“And that’s it! Leave a like if you enjoyed and comment if you think (y/n) should be on my channel more.” Dan said, a couple of cookies stuffed in his mouth as he spoke.

 

The three of you lined up and waved at the camera. “Bye!” you all said together, Dan was slightly behind in his farewell. He turned off the camera and put it by his computer.

 

You had already started to help Phil clean up the mess from cooking. Dan was uploading the footage from his camera onto his computer but had come back to help out.

 

“It’s 9pm already. Want to stay over tonight?” Dan offered.

 

“Yeah sure.” you replied awkwardly. You always felt weird when you stayed over.

 

Phil had now decided to chime in. “How about you sleep in Dan’s bed?”

 

“That seems rude to take his bed. I will just sleep on the couch.” You said.

 

“You wouldn’t be taking it. You’d just be sharing it.” Phil said.

 

“You mean share a bed with him?” You said Dan’s face was red as Phil nodded his head. “I’m sorry but no. That seems awkward. I’m fine on the couch.” You said.

 

“We wouldn’t be good guests if we let you sleep on the couch.” Phil insisted. “Plus, Dan is perfectly fine with sharing his bed with you. Right, Dan?”

 

“Um, yeah.” Dan spoke awkwardly. “There’s nothing wrong with that.” he said, his voice was desperate to not sound sarcastic.

 

“Okay. If you guys really want I will.” you said hesitantly.

 

“Why don’t you take a shower and get the cooking mess off of you? There’s already a towel in there that you can use.” Phil suggested and you nodded. You walked off to their bathroom.

 

You quietly walked back to the kitchen when you realized you had picked up Dan’s phone instead of yours. You paused as you heard your name. Around the corner you listened to their conversation.

“Phil, why’d you do that?!”

“I’m sorry, I thought you would like sharing a bed with your future wife?”

“It’s not like that. She doesn’t like me like that. I know that much already.”

“Well, I wouldn’t be so sure about that.” Phil finished.