I was in a serious phan mode and my brain just exploded this drabble, so I thought I'd share it with you guys.
Enjoy :)
-Cheshire
The camera view shook as Phil crept slowly to Dan. After checking to see if he was completely asleep, he assumed the straddle position over his oblivious roommate.
"So a lot of people on Twitter were asking how to wake up Dan in the morning, and I just decided to show you," he whispered, a devilish smile plastered on his face. Phil then started poking Dan's face repeatedly.
"Dan."
"Dan."
"Dan."
Nothing.
He Obi-Wan beard stroked himself before a lightbulb seemed to pop above his head. "Maybe I should Shia LaBeouf him!" Phil cried.
Setting the camera on the nightstand and making his best Shia face, he tried again.
"JUST DO IT!"
No response.
Phil turned to the camera again. "Times like these call for desperate measures."
And then he unleashed the ultimate, most terrifying, excruciating alpacalypse that only Daniel Howell could wake up to.
"Dan. The internet is gone."
Dan shot up, knocking Phil onto his butt and rattling the lamp next to him.
"The internet is WHAT?"
"Good morning, Dan."