Rewind: Means to Flashback/go back in time

Fast forward: Means to go forward in time (or go back to the present if it is used after a "Rewind")

Pause: Everything pauses except for Dan and Phil

Play: Ends the Pause

-Dan P.o.v-

I try to hide my proud smile as I constantly glance at our love meter; it only used to have a single strip of pink but it was now three quarters full thanks to our consistent flirting. This meant that now I had many options to experiment with Phil as a result of us now officially 'dating' in the game. However, I was a bit bitter that we only got a silver medal for our date, since we would've gotten gold if only ELIZA didn't pop out of nowhere and start talking to us before I even had enough time to select the option [Kiss] to complete our list of objectives. Phil was too polite to stop talking to Eliza and I ended up missing the opportunity to brush my lips against his. Dingus. This is your fault entirely.

I look up at my status bar to see how my body was doing. It felt useful to have something tell me how I was, since I tend to ignore what my body needs and focus more on what it wants, like Malteasers for example. Everything was green except for the hygiene bar, which was currently orange on the brink of turning red.

I head over to the bathroom and opened the door, only to be greeted with Phil's fully naked body covered with a set of pixels through the glass shower window.

"D-Dan!" He choked out before coughing as soon as he accidently swallowed some water.

"I-I-I'm so sorry!" I stuttered out while trying to awkwardly cover my eyes.

I had forgotten one very important detail to Sims games, and it was that literally none of the rooms had door locks. What made this situation even more embarrassing for me was that not only could I feel that my face turning bright red but also that I probably had the words 'Dan Howell is embarrassed' hovering over my head.

So in an attempt to turn around and get out of the bathroom while my hands were still over my face, I got up and slipped across the tile floor. And not to mention, queue the embarrassment, I did it again. I looked so pathetic trying to get up on my own two feet that Phil literally had to get out of the shower, still naked and help me get up. In the process I wasn't expecting him to help me up, so when I took my hands off my face to actually see where I was going, I ended up staring directly at his pixelated groin. So completely ignoring my hygienic needs, I stood up, turned around, and ran straight to my room red faced.

I rearrange my room and place a huge shelf in front of the door so that nobody could go in anymore and collapse on my bed. I groan for a good few minutes until I tap on myself and select the option [hide from everyone].

"Dan! Let me in!"

I rolled over and didn't respond.

"You're not the only one who wants to hide from everyone you know!"

That was true, but right now I felt so embarrassed that I obviously didn't have the mental stability to care about other people's emotions right now if I couldn't even manage my own. I then heard the sound of something heavy being placed on the ground and a door being opened. Shit. I'd forgotten that Phil could rearrange the house at his own will. I heard his footsteps become louder as they were gradually getting closer to my bed but he didn't say anything and then left.

If I were to be completely and utter honest, a part of me was a bit disappointed that he ended up not saying anything to me.

Fast forward

After a few hours of hiding from the world under my bed, I decided that maybe I should get this over with and just confront Phil already since I couldn't avoid it forever. I huffed in a deep breath.

"Phil?" I called out loud.

"If you're looking for Dad, he's at work."

I turned to see Dil playing games on his phone as he rapidly tapped at the screen. Phil and I usually hog the computer, so the only way Dil could fill up his Fun meter was through his phone.

"Oh…" I let out a breathy sigh, not sure whether Phil not being here was a good or a bad thing.

Remembering that I still had hygienic needs to take care off, I went into the bathroom and took a quick shower to turn my bar green again. I looked down at the mosaic floating above the lower half of my torso. I remember that Phil said something about Sim bodies being exactly like mannequins, so even if me and Phil did Woohoo how exactly would that work? Would we just collide each other in bed? Or would we have to be creative as a result of our biological disadvantage? I look above my head past the green diamond to see the words 'Dan howel is flirty' in the box. Urgh this is embarrassing. I quickly ruffled my hair through the sprays of water and got out of the shower.

I looked around to notice that Dil was missing because he probably had to go to work by now. It was disturbingly quiet without the two of them around for me to yell at Phil for constantly snacking on my food and at Dil for leaving his plates everywhere. Speaking of food, they'll probably be hungry after working, so maybe I'll cook them something.

-Phil P.o.v-

When I entered the room, I couldn't even see Dan, his entire body was covered by a blanket which gave me the message. I reached out to do something, like pat him on the back or tell him that he's seen me shirtless countless times before, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. He was much more bothered about what happen than I was, so I decided to leave him alone for a bit.

Work starts in a few minutes, so I spent that time having a quick meal to fill me up before heading off to wherever work was. Usually this was where the player no longer saw their Sim character so I wondered what I would see through the eyes of a Sim.

First, I was driven to work through a Cab and then taken to a huge business-ny looking building that I didn't recognise as a part of the Sims 4 world map. This was probably a place that not even the game developers knew about, as it was run by Sims with their own will almost. I tugged on the tie wrapped around my neck; I was automatically changed into something more formal for this job as opposed to my usual outwear of a pixel yellow shirt and jeans.

"You're the new employee, yes?" An unfamiliar Sim asked me.

I nodded, and they lead me into a room full of mini televisions, each with a view of every household in the Sim world. I recognise once of the rooms and notice that it's our kitchen and I watched it for a while as it flashed me live footage of Dan struggling to cook a meal. I chuckled out loud.

"Mr Lester?"

"Ah- Yes."

The Sim took me to an office with several other Sims around and allowed me to sit down on an empty spot. I turn on the computer and was greeted with a screen full of jibberish code and I sigh. This was going to be a long day. I tap on myself and selected the option [take it easy].

Several times during the day I often had to walk back and forth the corridor to ask for help on what I should do so I would pass the TV screen that showed the insides of our house a lot. I promised myself that I wouldn't look at it since it would make me more motivated to work until I could see Dan again. Even though I was still embarrassed about what happened, there was no use in avoiding him forever. I mean…He was going to see it eventually anyway. Just thinking about it made me feel my face heat up as I tried to distract myself by tapping rapidly on the keyboard. It was a lot emptier than I expected it to be without Dan around or having the ability to tweet him occasionally. I lean back on my chair and reminisced on our first date to help time flow a little faster.

A wave of relief overflowed me when I realised that everyone was finally allowed to go home. I turn off my computer before calling a cab to get myself back to the Howlter household.

As soon as I walked into the lounge room, I notice that it was dead silent. The radio wasn't playing on it's on again and the TV was turned off, an unusual sight in the household. There were unwashed plates in the kitchen; Dan probably lazed out on the household chores again. Patches of black ash smothered the oven; which still had flames hovering over it, so I put them out with a few splashes of water from the sink.

An out of place golden coloured vase sat next to the kitchen bench; Dan always did have a weird way of decorating. I force a stretched smile across my cheeks. I tap on the vase and select one of the four options.

[Mourn Dan]

A/N: Happy New Years everyone, this was meant to be a two part chapter but I decided to morph it together XD This Chapter is long overdue, but now that's released, I can finally work on my animation :'D Hope you enjoyed it! P.S I guess the problem with Dil having to mention which Dad he's talking to won't be an issue anymore…