And what on earth are we supposed to do with two chairs, none of which we actually want to keep and one of which we can't even get out of the apartment because it's too freaking big?!

This Phil thought to himself as he stood in the lounge of his and his best friend Dan's shared flat. They had talked about getting a chair for the room for quite some time when they finally decided on and ordered a bright red, modern looking piece. However, when they got it home and they tried it out it turned out to be really uncomfortable. Not suitable for slouching in all day playing video games. Not acceptable at all. Plus Phil thought it looked like satan.

Then they got the chair of death which looked ok in the catalogue but was humongous in real life, like a chair for freaking giants. Sure, he and Dan were both fairly tall guys but come on this was just ridiculous. Why make it so big? Was it a mini sofa? Was it a chair for two? Maybe for lovers, Phil thought. Or maybe.. Yeah now he could see it!

He sat down in it, leaned back and spread his legs, like how he imagined a king would when sitting on their royal throne. Yeah! It was a freaking throne! Only with more cushioning...

Obey me peasants! He thought, smiling to himself, clutching an imaginary scepter. He then, somewhat unsteadily, stood up in the chairand pointed down at his invisible subjects.

"Kneel before your king!" He said out loud in his best impression of a deep kingly voice.

It was at that moment that Phil noticed his flatmate standing in the doorway, looking mighty amused, and wearing that sassy smug expression of his. That expression that always made Phil feel slightly inferior. Phil froze in position and felt his face become warm. "Oh, erhm Dan –" He slipped on the leathery cushion he was standing on and bounce-glided down onto the floor, hitting it bum first with a loud thump.

"Whoa, careful there snowflake!" said Dan, amused but with a tiny hint of worry in his voice. Phil looked up from under his tousled fringe, flustered, and found that Dan was somehow standing right next to him. Had he come running when he saw Phil falling? Oh no, this was embarrasing. His thoughts were interrupted by a sudden realization.

"What did you just call me?" He asked Dan with a flat and unintentionally high pitched voice. He tried hard to ignore his current vulnerable position and looked up at Dan's face, into his dark brown eyes.

"What?" Dan faked innocence and confusion, touching the back of his head and shrugging, but Phil just stared him in the eyes.

"You called me snowflake, Dan." He said as calmly as he could, and slowly as if he was speaking to someone of below average intelligence.

Dan was trying hard not to laugh now, Phil could see it. He was confused; was Dan mocking him? Was this some sort of joke he had missed? Snowflake wasn't another word for gay or something, was it? That would be bad… He swallowed and decided that it couldn't be too bad because Dan was never mean to him, well maybe for fun but not in an actual hurtful way.

"Come on Dan, what have I missed? Tell me!" He tried to sound curious rather than worried.

Dan was no longer holding back his amusement. Actually, by now he was literally rolling on the floor gasping with laughter. Phil did however manage to pick up the words "might want", "check" and "wikipedia page" between his laughing fits.

That was enough information for Phil who had already left his gasping friend on the floor, gotten onto the sofa, and opened his laptop. Within seconds he had typed in his own full name in the google search bar and clicked the top result which brought him to his meager-but-official wikipedia article. His eyes swiftly scanned the text but he could find nothing about snowflakes.

Dan stopped laughing and sat up, watching his friend to catch his reaction. He did not want to miss this. He saw Phil's blue, somewhat panicky eyes scan the laptop screen. Any second now…

Phil's eyes widened when he saw it. In the info box someone had added an other names section with the names phil and-

"Precious snowflake? Precious- Whaat?!"

Dan started to giggle again. This was just too much fun. Whoever thought of putting that there was a genious. He had found out about this new nickname when he was browsing the amazingphil tag on tumblr the day before. He sometimes did that, just to stay updated on how popular his best friend and fellow youtuber was in comparison to himself and also, even though he would never admit it to anyone, to make sure there was no Phil hate going around. If he ever saw something that could hurt Phil he always tried to keep it him from finding it out.

This precious snowflake business however, he judged as innocent and in addition, completely and utterly hilarious. Of course, it was funny because it was true. Phil was always so innocent and so.. well, precious. Compared to himself, anyway...

Dan's thoughts were interrupted when something hit him in the head. It was a large totoro plushie, thrown by a alarmingly furious-looking Phil.