Paul and Dean are a newly engaged couple. They have a house together, they have decent jobs. Life just seems to be going great for the two. Paul's week gets even better when he finds a stray black cat on the street. Black cats are said to be bad luck, but Paul doesn't believe in superstitions. Maybe he should? DISCLAIMER: This used to be a Dan and Phil fanfiction and I thought it would be hilarious to continue the story but I'm a respectful person so I'm changing the names and this is no longer about Dan and Phil.
5 parts