Sun

"Look! Dan, look! Sun!" Phil exclaimed, running up to the window and staring out over the town. "Do you want to go outside?"
"Um... yeah, sure." Dan gave in, shaking his head at Phil's enthusiasm. He didn't want to admit it, but he was incredibly happy himself that there was finally some sun in normally grey England. He grabbed his sunglasses and both boys walked over to the little park near where they lived.

Dan fell over and hit his head, because it was too bright to see where he was going. He didn't like the sun so much after all.


Rain

Phil sat in the living room, listening to the pounding of the rain against the windows and fuming silently. He and Dan rarely fought, but this had been the biggest one they'd had in the last year. It had been over something really stupid as well; Phil had borrowed Dan's shirt without asking by mistake and it escalated very quickly into a vent and rant session, concluding with Dan storming out of the house into the rain. Phil didn't know how long he sat in stiff silence, but he heard the door open and Dan enter. A few minutes later, the boy in question walked into the room, sopping wet, drenched through with rain and looking thoroughly miserable.

He saw Phil sitting exactly where he'd left him over two hours ago and sighed. "Okay, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for overreacting and blowing everything out of proportion. I'm sorry for being a prick and saying stupid things. I'm sorry, okay?" Phil simply nodded and left the room. Dan sighed again. Phil didn't have short bursts of anger like Dan did; his were more cold and silent. But when Dan walked out of the shower twenty minutes later and found a cup of coffee on his bedside table, he knew he was forgiven.


Wind

They had very different opinions on wind.

Phil loved it because (like the child he was) he wanted to go out to fly kites and run around in the swirling leaves.

Dan hated it because it messed up his hair.


Snow

"Dan! Dan, it's snowing! Dan! Dan! It's snow-"
"I know, Phil. What do you want me to do about it?"
"Nothing! I love it! Let's go outside!"
"Phil..."
"Dan...!"
"Phil!"
"Dan!"
"Phil..."
"Please?"
Don't give in, don't give in, don't give in, don't give in, don't give in...
"Fine."

(Hello again! Um, so yeah. I hope you like this next one :P Special thanks to Potatoes-are-not-for-sex for the lovely comment left on the last chapter ^_^ I think you're the only one reading this... so yeah. This is a note specially for you. xxx)