I have to put a disclaimer but I'm not sure how to word it… Um here goes nothing. *Ahem* "I don't own Dan and Phil." Yup, I hope that was fairly obvious.

Also spoilers for the 28th episode of Sims4, I'm hoping that everyone has seen it already (It has been like two months). This is rated T, for some minor romance and some swearing (We all know how Dan is)! You have been warned!

In this story, Dan and Phil have just returned from TATINOF USA, but I made it winter for plot purposes... You'll see why a little bit later ;)

Also, one more quick thing before I start, thank you SOOOOO much to my friend Haley (or Amazingladybugisnotonfire on Instgram) this story would not be what it is without your help!

Other than that, I hope you enjoy! ~panicatthetumblr

The cold London winter air wafted through Dan's bedroom as his eyes fluttered open. He gave a small shiver whilst snuggling deeper into his cocoon of warmth. Yet he lay there for a while trying to muster up the energy to get out of bed.

Light footsteps padding down the hall told him that Phil was awake. Reaching over to his bedside table, he began his morning routine of scrolling through every social media app he belonged to. After reaching the bottom of his feed on Twitter, Instagram, Tumblr and Facebook, Dan decided that it was finally time to face the day. He stuck a hand in his closet and pulled on one of his many monochromatic t-shirts before leaving his room and shuffling down the hallway of his apartment.

Dan reached the kitchen and pulled a clean bowl and spoon from the cupboard. Reaching for the cereal box, he felt it was so much lighter than he had left it the previous morning. Opening the box he found only a measly pile of crumbs at the bottom of the bag.

"PHIIIIIIIILLLL!" Dan called out, his booming voice echoing throughout the apartment. His black haired flat mate appeared at the kitchen door.

"What's up?" Phil asked.

Dan twisted a sarcastic smile onto his face, "Phil, have you been eating my cereal again?"

"Uh…" Phil stammered as his eyes shifted to anyplace except Dan, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Phil, how many times do I have to tell you? Do. Not. Eat. My. Damn. Cereal." Dan emphasized each of hiswords increasingly.

"I'm sorry, Dan, I was just craving it last night for my midnight snack. I'll buy two new boxes of it for you the next time we go out."

Dan looked up into Phil's pleading eyes, never being able to stay mad at him for too long, he sighed, "Okay."

Now that the air had been cleared, Phil made his way over to the pot of coffee to pour himself his second mug of the day. "Do you want some?" He asked his roommate. Dan stayed silent completely engrossed in finding a suitable box of cereal, now that his favorite was gone. "Dan," Phil called out again, this time catching his attention.

"Sorry, what?" Dan said looking up, Phil gestured to the still half full coffee pot in his hand, "Yeah, sure." He said absentmindedly.

"You okay?" Phil asked, his concern for his friend expanding.

"Hmm?" Dan looked up, the haze in his eyes clearing, "I was just thinking, you know who we haven't seen in a while?"

"Who?"

"Dil."

Dil Howlter was the pair's Sims child. But because they had just returned from touring in America for three months, it had been a while since they had interacted with their son. Besides there had been a lot of requests from their fan's to make a new Sim4 video soon anyway. Phil's facial expression, matching Dan's, stretched into a slow devilish smile which gave away into a light chuckle, "Is that all? I thought that something was seriously wrong with you."

Dan gave a small titter and shaking his head he returned his gaze to the cupboard, finally deciding on what cereal would be a fitting replacement, he poured himself a bowl. "So do you want to film a Sim video today?"

His roommate gave an enthusiastic nod, "I think it's about time that Dil popped the question!" Dan smiled in agreement to Phil's proposal, "Okay, good I'm going to go get changed I'll meet you upstairs in the office." He was already out and down the hall before he could finish his sentence.

Dan rolled his eyes to no one in particular, he was content with the black striped jumper he had chosen earlier that morning. He climbed the stairs to the office, booted up his computer, and set up the camera as he waited in excitement for Phil to return.

After Phil finished his strange rendition of the wedding march, Dan threw a confused look at the camera and said, "What the heck was that you sang before?"

"I don't even know," Phil stammered.

Before anything else strange could happen Dan gave his usual send off and switched off the camera. "How do you not know what the wedding march is?" He joked.

Phil blushed and didn't reply.

"So, we should get this edited over the weekend and have it out by Monday. Sound good?" Dan asked.

"Yeah, I'll work on the thumbnail too."

The pair retreated downstairs to the lounge, Dan began transferring the video files from his camera to the laptop while Phil switched the TV on and began flipping through the channels. He finally settled on a channel that was showing Finding Nemo. After about ten minutes in, Dan had completely abandoned the task of editing their video and devoted all his attention to the movie playing on the screen.

As the sun sank below the horizon, a roll of low rumbling thunder sounded in the distance. The two thought nothing of it as storms we pretty common in London.

When the movie went to commercial Phil got up and made popcorn for the two of them. But as the night continued on, movie after movie was played, until it was hard for either of them to keep their eyes open and they both drifted off into a relaxing sleep.

A loud clap of thunder shook the building as Dan and Phil startled awake. Phil jumped as the lights in the apartment began to flicker in and out. "Are you okay?" Dan asked him.

He gave a slight nod, "Yeah I'm… uh… okay. I was just startled." He paused for a moment and took a look at their flickering surroundings, "It's just so eerie."

"Yeah, I know." Dan rubbed his friend's arm reassuringly then stood up to bring to popcorn bowls into the kitchen and began to wash and dry them. As Dan finished drying the second bowl the lights suddenly cut out, leaving them in total darkness. Another flash of lightning and crack of thunder came, illuminating their surroundings if only for a brief moment.

"Dan?" Phil's worried voice sounded from the living room.

"Yeah, I'm fine." He called back and by using the flashlight on his phone he slowly made his way back to the living room. He turned off his cell phone light before entering the lounge as to not completely blind Phil. But as he walked into the room, Dan hadn't realized that Phil had been waiting for him at the doorway.

The pair crashed into each other, startled and breathing heavy they grasped each other's arms. Before either of them could say a word, another strike of lightning bolted down from the sky, this time closer than any of the previous ones, they were almost sure that it had hit the building. But this one seemed different, it could almost be felt in the air.

A shocking wave of electricity carried through the floor and between the two, tingles traveled up their spines and all the way down to their fingertips. The air around the two seemed to crackle like it was supercharged. Phil gulped and nodded. He knew he must have looked awful, but it didn't nearly amount to what he had felt, though, Phil didn't want Dan to be even more worried about him.

"Let me at least walk you to your room." With Phil's arm grasping his shoulders and Dan's wrapped around Phil's waist, he was brought safely back to his room with just a few stumbles and teeters. "Will you be okay?" Dan asked from the doorway as Phil sat down on his bed. He nodded in response.

"Well," Dan said hesitantly, "if you're sure. Just remember I'm right across the hall if you need anything."

Phil giggled, "Yes, Dan, I know that. We've lived here for four years."

Dan laughed at Phil's sarcastic reply and rolled his eyes as he closed the door between them. He began the familiar routine of getting dressed for bed but his mind began drifting to the earlier events of the evening. What happened to them tonight?

I'll be updating this once a week! Every Friday!

I just wanted to get the story warmed up and flowing before I got into anything too long. This is my first time writing with Dan and Phil so I'm still trying to get used to them as characters.