Based off the DanandPhilGAMES video with the always fun Can Your Pet? Also, thank you kymberleycool for following and favoriting! ~gum wrapper.

I don't own Danisnotonfire, Amazingphil, or Can Your Pet? … Oh well!


Why Was This Game Invented?

"Hello, Dan and Phil Games pumpkin patches!"

"Yes, we're here for day three of spooky week and today, we're playing… actually I don't know what we're playing." Dan says turning to Phil.

"I thought we could play a cute little game I found online." Phil says with a quick glance at the camera.

"That's not a video game!" Dan protests fixing the hood on his "spooky" sweatshirt.

"Come on, I think you'll like it!" Phil says with a smirk. He opens a tab and starts typing on the computer. "I watched a video where they played this."

"Okay, we are playing… C-Can Your Pet?" Dan looks up confused. "What the hell is Can Your Pet!? What does it mean, Can Your Pet? Am I supposed to figure out what the pet can do?"

"I guess we'll unravel those mysteries Dan and I think you should control this one."

"Okay, um, I have to name it." Dan says still uncomfortable looking. "Susan 4," Dan laughs quickly, "no. Okay… um, Tweety. The least creative bird name ever."

Phil starts typing. He misspells tweety with far too many w's.

"Yes, blame the keyboard." Dan says rolling his eyes as Phil retypes blaming Dan's keyboard.

"Okay, Oh, hello.." Dan says as the chick appears in the small graphic room. "Aw, he follows the mouse!"

"Dan, you can now accessorize him." Phil says moving things along.

Dan finds some messy hair and big round eyes. He gives Tweety a Wildcats shirt and then a scar because it is spooky week after all.

Phil continues to educate Dan on the game and soon Dan's playing a little game of header with a football (or American soccer ball).

"I think you're supposed to ride the bike." Phil says biting his tongue.

"I don't want to do any exercise… even though this game we've got going on is rather like exercise."

"Yes, well, what if he needs it?" Phil says urging Dan to press the button.

Dan moves so the mouse is hovering over the icon. In a quick second Phil gives a smirk to the camera and then a slightly worried glance at Dan who has become quite involved in the little chick.

Dan clicks without another thought. A tiny smile on his lips. And then the bike flips over. The wheels transform into spiked blades and Tweety falls onto them. Tweety comes out as various chicken parts.

Phil is still smirking a little but Dan's eyes get big. He watches in silence. "What." Dan mumbles.

Phil smiles and his tongue goes to the corner of his lips. Dan unfreezes and suddenly time catches back up.

"What was that?! What the ever loving fluff was that?!" He rounds on Phil. "You knew that was going to happen! You let me spend enough time with it to get attached!"

Phil laughs. "Well it is spooky week, Dan."

"I forgot there were decorations behind us! I thought we were just playing a nice game and you were like 'press the bike' and 'he needs to ride the bike.'"

They finish their video and then Dan scowls. "You are the reason Tweety is dead."

"I am not! You clicked on the button!"

"Why was this game invented?" Dan asks leaning his head on Phil. "It's horrible."

Phil can't tell if Dan is being serious or not so he just laughs and says "It's only a game, love."