Lydia's POV
Carmen and I had just arrived at Dan and Phil's flat. Our arms were overloaded with bags from shopping as well as our bags we'd brought along with us since we were staying there that night.
The boys came up with the idea for us to have a Christmas Eve Eve sleepover at their place. We would all be leaving the next day to head up north for Christmas.
"What did you two do? Buy everything?" Phil laughed as he and Dan took the bags from us.
"Yes. Everything," I laughed. "No. We got Christmasy things!" I said excitedly. "We got the stuff to make cookies, brownies, eggnog, hot chocolate and burritos because of reasons."
"Because burritos are so festive," Dan laughed as he sat the bags he'd taken from me down on the table. "I'm actually excited about all of this food though. I love Christmas."
"Well, we figured that we'll be overdosing on Christmas food for days because of leftovers so we tried to think of something yummy and random. The lovely Carmen suggested burritos and then my stomach agreed so that's what we're making," I told them as I slipped off my jacket.
"Yup," Carmen spoke up as she pulled her hoodie over her head. "I fucking love burritos. Maybe we're half Mexican?" she suggested, glancing over at me as she laid her hoodie ver the back of their couch. "It would make sense."
"You're basing your ethnicity off of your love of burritos?" Dan looked at her and started laughing. "That sounds like something you would do."
Carmen rolled her eyes. "Not just my love of burritos. When I actually introduce myself to sunlight I turn brown. There's no burning process. I just get tan."
"So do I... Does that mean I'm Mexican?" Dan folded his arms.
"Yep. A very tall, mean mexican," I laughed and winked at him. "It could mean that we're Italian too. Or Greek," I offered.
"I think you're both just beautiful," Phil said as he walked over to Carmen. He leaned down and kissed her cheek and I attempted not to have a little fangirl moment.
I shipped them so hard.
"Phil speaks the truth," Dan said as he looked over at me and grinned. He put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me against his chest, hugging me and rubbing circles against the middle of my back. "What are we cooking first?" he asked me.
"We're making a video first," Carmen informed him.
Phil whined quite loudly. "But we're hungry."
"I'm sorry Phil. I'm lost in Dan smells orgasmic land," I told him in a dreamy sounding voice as I hugged Dan back. I forced myself to break away from him but not before I kissed his lips quickly. "We figured you'd be hungry. Your favorite chips, I mean crisps are in one of those bags."
"Oh!" Phil grinned at Carmen and then at me. "We have something to show you two first."
Carmen and I looked at each other and then at the two of them. "What is it?" we asked at the same time and then started laughing at the same time.
"That's not creepy at all," Phil laughed as he took Carmen's hand. "Come on. We'll show you."
Dan took my hand as well and I looked up to see the cutest excited look on his face. "What the balls are you two-"
I stopped speaking abruptly when we got to the doorway of the living room. The boys had managed to transform the room into a tent. An actual tent and it was pretty big. It basically was as big as the entire room.
"We thought it'd be fun to make a sleep over tent," Phil said as he walked over and pulled back one of the sheets to reveal the inside of the tent.
The lights in the room were off but when the sheet was pulled back we could see that they'd hung clear Christmas lights along the ceiling of the tent and the entire floor was covered in pillows and blankets. It looked so cozy and just perfect.
"Oh my God! This is amazing!" Carmen said as she stepped inside of it and spun around. She stopped once she was facing all of us and she had a huge grin on her face. "We should do our video in here!"
I let go of Dan's hand to go inside with her and it was even better inside the tent. I was starting to wonder when these two were going to stop being so damn amazing.
"Holy shit, that's a good idea!" I said as I plopped down onto the floor which was so comfortable because of all of the pillows. "Oooo. I want a nap," I said as I laid on my back and wiggled my body around to get myself burrowed into the pillows.
"I'll go grab my camera bag!" Carmen told then started skipping, yes, skipping, out of the makeshift tent.
Dan fell to his knees and curled up beside me. "I could use a nap as much as I could use some food right about now," he said as he wrapped his arm around me.
I rolled onto my side and wrapped a leg around his hip to pull myself closer to him. "Mmm. Nap. Yes. Want."
"No naps!" Phil's voice scared the hell out of me and I looked up to see his face hovering over us. "You can't nap during a sleep over. Not allowed. Plus, you have to be in a video," he informed me before he made his way out of the tent.
"Maybe we can sleep for like 20 seconds," I laughed as I closed my eyes and snuggled my face against Dan's shirt. "Your cologne makes me want to get naked," I told him, my voice muffled because of being smashed against him.
"Why do you have to say things like that?" he whined, but started laughing. "I can't handle those thoughts. That's why we decided to make this thing."
"Aww. I'm sorry." I pulled back to look at him and saw that he was in full pout mode. I leaned in and kissed his bottom lip. "I'll be a good girl for the rest of the night."
"Yes, you will. No sexy times during the sleep over," Phil said as he crawled back into the tent.
"Phil, is there a sleep over handbook that I am unaware of?" I asked him after I sat up again.
He laughed. "Yes. I wrote it. It's very important to follow the handbook's rules."
"Is there anything in it about a sleepover handjob?" Dan laughed.
"Handjob?" Carmen said as she came back in. She'd obviously missed the conversation. She plopped down beside Phil and started to open up her camera back. "I just realized that Carmen and camera are spelled a lot alike," she said randomly.
I cracked up laughing. "Phil said that he wrote a handbook which has the rules for sleepovers in them," I told her. "Dan is wondering if handjobs are allowed."
"In the event of an emergency handjob the two parties involved must leave the sleepover tent and perform the procedure in private," Phil said as he pretended to read from a book.
"Well, we better go then," Carmen pretended like she was about to get up while she tugged on Phil's arm, then she started laughing at herself. "Just kidding... Or am I?"
"Uh oh. Carmen is being saucy. Tsk Tsk. Better watch out, Phil. She's trying to seduce you with a handjob offer." Dan teased.
"That's not what I use to seduce him, thank you very much. Although, my current means of seduction aren't working, so maybe I should give that a go," she nudged Phil playfully.
"It's working pretty bloody well!" he defended, laughing. "My penis absolutely hates me for denying it what it wants."
"Obviously we're in the same boat, sister of mine," I sighed and looked over at Dan before sticking my tongue out at him. "How did this end up so fucking backwards? You guys are supposed to be begging us for tickets to our vag shows."
"We're not like most guys. We actually care about you two," Phil said as he wrapped an arm around Carmen and pulled her against his side.
"Mhmmm," Dan nodded, grinning at me with his eyes closed. His dimples were showing so it made him look 900% cuter than normal. "You two are like taking on the role of the guys who just want to use us for sex," he chuckled. "You'll shag us and leave us."
"That's not true!" Carmen laughed. "I wouldn't leave Phil. I would keep coming back for more."
"That's very good to know," Phil grinned as he moved closer to her to kiss her cheek.
"Okay, okay. No more sexy talk," I laughed. "Let's do this video so we can cook for these hungry babies," I told Carmen as I patted Dan's stomach.
After the boys left us in the tent we got everything situated and started filming. The video we were shooting was going to be the one that went on Carmen's channel to introduce me to her fans officially. We spent most of the time laughing and saying crazy things. I hoped that the people who watched her videos were as silly and random as we were because otherwise they were going to think we were totally nuts.
Of course we told the entire story of how I discovered her and important things of that sort as well.
When we were done with that we were able to have some fun with the boys who were still whining about being hungry even though they ate while we were filming.
"Fapping around the Christmas tree," I heard Dan singing as Carmen and I walked into the dining room where he and Phil were sitting looking pitiful. "Have a fappy holiday. Everyone's fapping merely, in the new old fashioned way."
"What exactly is the new old fashioned way of fapping, Dan?" I asked as I made myself comfortable by sitting on his lap.
"I was wondering the same thing," Phil laughed as he reached out for Carmen's hand and pulled her over to where he was sitting before leaning his head against her stomach. "We need food and attention."
"Aw," Carmen ran her fingers through Phil's hair. "Shall we start dinner?"
"That would be ideal," Dan said, wrapping his arms around me and resting his head against my chest, looking up at me with his bottom lip poked out, pouting.
"Must you pout like that?" I laughed as I leaned down and pressed my lips against his forehead. "Come one, little babies. If you two want food so badly then you can help out and these will get done faster."
"Then we can make cookies!" Phil said quite excitedly. "I'll help," he said as he stood up and started rolling the sleeves of his jumper up.
We'd bought all of ingredients needed to make chicken burritos and beef burritos. All of us were standing around in the kitchen doing different things and of course having a glass of wine.
We drink a lot of wine if you haven't noticed.
"We should make this more interesting," I suggested as I hopped up on the kitchen counter next to where Dan was chopping a green pepper. "How about we play a game?"
"What kind of game?" Phil asked before taking a sip of his wine.
"It's called 20 questions or the question game. I'm sure you've heard of it. We basically just ask each other random questions but it's more fun if you make it sexual. So, of course I want to make it sexual," I laughed.
He rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Of course you do. Make the sexless sleepover harder to handle, Lydia. Nice job," he laughed.
"You made a rule in the handbook that we can have emergency handjobs if needed, Phil," Dan informed him knowingly. "I wanna play," he looked over at me and grinned.
"Does that clause in the handbook include handjobs for us?" Carmen asked seriously. "You'd call it a handjob, right?" she looked around at each of us.
"I've never really thought about that but I guess it works," Phil laughed. "And yes, that clause includes handjobs for you." He winked at her and then kissed her cheek. "I'll play. I'm sure it'll be interesting."
"I'm in then," she smiled.
"Okay, I'll go first. Everyone has to answer my question and I'll answer it last," I explained before taking a sip of wine. "Hmmm. Let's see," I tapped my chin as I thought. "Okay! First question. What makes you the absolute horniest?"
"Carmen," Phil replied quickly and laughed. "When a girl is really, really wet. It drives me absolutely mad in the best way possible."
"Phil!" I laughed. "You're such a minx."
"Are we all answering these?" Dan asked and I nodded at him with a smirk. "Being teased.. these last couple of weeks have been torture but a bloody great kind of torture. I didn't know I could be this horny," he laughed.
"Awwww," I laughed. "I'm sorry. Poor baby." I grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him between my legs before kissing his lips. "Oops. Sorry."
"Hey! Focus!" Phil said before I saw a tortilla shell flying towards the back of Dan's head.
"No abusing the food!" I laughed, pointing at him. "Carmy? What gets you going?"
She looked up from the cheese she was shredding and tilted her head in thought. "Ummm... Honestly? Really simple things. Like when Phil touches my hands- screw off Dan, stop laughing!" she laughed too. "You have loads of nerve endings on your fingers!" she defended. "I also like neck kissing and biting."
"Same here!" I agreed. "The neck kissing and biting drives me crazy." I pushed Dan away before he could come at me with his mouth like I saw him doing. "Definitely nipple touching, licking, or sucking. That's always good," I nodded. "And when a guy like creeps up your thigh with his hand. Love that."
"Creeps?" Phil laughed.
"Yes. Creeps," I nodded, laughing.
"My turn," Dan raised his hand into the air. "Has anyone ever walked in on you fapping?"
"Almost," Phil shook his head while looking really horrified. "Thankfully I was under a blanket so my Mum couldn't see me lying there with my cock in my hand. It would've been bad if it hadn't been winter time."
"That would suck so bad," I laughed. "No one ever caught me. I was literally all the way across the house from my parents. They hardly ever walked down to my end of the place. I could've run around humping my entire school in my room and they wouldn't have known."
"My roommate at uni walked in on me once. Luckily she was drunk so she didn't know what I was doing.. but I was completely naked so I had to lay in bed like that until she left the next morning for class. That was.. awkward," she shook her head.
Dan looked between us and blinked. "Am I the only one who has been caught?" he waited a few seconds for a response but didn't get one. "What is my life?" he sighed and continued chopping the green pepper. "My creepy uncle walked in on me while I was staying at my- you guys are assholes!" he dramatically slammed the knife against the counter because we were all laughing at him.
"You know you would laugh if any of us told you that story!" I told him while still laughing at what he told me. The mental image was just far too hilarious. "Poor baby." I managed to stop laughing to poke my bottom lip out at him.
"My turn, my turn!" Phil spoke up as he calmed himself down from the laughing fit we'd all gone into. "What is your favorite thing to masturbate to?"
"Ooo. That's a good one. Umm. Well, I do love porn but I use my imagination more often. I tend to think of a guy jacking off while he's watching me get myself off," I answered and looked over at Dan with a huge grin on my face.
He stared at me and blinked a few times before a grin that mirrored mine curved his lips. "I think that might be my favorite thing to fantasize to, too," he answered without looking away from me.
"I use my imagination most of the time too," Carmen spoke up, looking at Dan and I before glancing over at Phil. "I like to think about being tied up and having really.. rough sex.. like being choked and stuff."
"Jesus Christ," Dan laughed.
Phil had the most hilarious look on his face. He was just standing there with a spoon in his hand gawking at Carmen. "Bloody hell," he finally said before glancing at us and then back at her. "Is it early enough to throw out the rule about no sexual activities at the sleepover?"
"Nope," I laughed.
"Well," he cleared his throat before turning back to the stove where he was cooking the chicken for the burritos. "I like to think about tying a girl up and having really rough sex. Like choking her and stuff," he said before glancing over his shoulder and winking at Carmen.
"That's odd, because you're the one I picture doing all of that stuff to me," she smiled at him. "It's my turn isn't it? Hmm." Carmen started to pile the cheese onto a bowl. "Okay, boys, what are some kinky things you've done and liked? Lydia and I can just name things we'd like to try since we've done next to nothing but fapped."
"I let a girl suck chocolate and whipped cream off of my dick once," Phil informed us without even turning around from the stove like what he said was completely normal. "I really liked that."
"Because that's kinky," Dan laughed at Phil and rolled his eyes. "I went down on a girl while she was driving once. Not the smartest idea as we almost wrecked a few times, but it was saucy I think. It was also in the middle of the day, so people passing could see my ass pressed against the window while I did it."
"I want to have sex in public," I blurted out after taking a sip of my wine. "That sounds like such a rush. I have to do that one day."
"Me too!" Carmen said excitedly. "That would be so hot. I also want to try role play. And being blindfolded! Oh and I want to make a sex tape and then play it while I have sex and-"
"Okay, calm down," Dan held his hands up, laughing and looked over at Phil. "You need to give this bitch the D already before she explodes."
"Bloody hell, Carmen," he laughed as he turned around from the stove and looked at her while grinning. "I think you've got a lot of plans for your future sex life. I hope I can be in it." He leaned down and kissed her lips quickly.
"I think my sister is the minxiest minx of all of us," I laughed. "My turn again. Do you like to be the dominant one during sexy time or the submissive one?"
"I like both," Dan answered quickly. "Being in control is ideal but I think it's really fucking hot when a girl takes control," he informed us.
"It might sound crazy but I actually like being the dominant one," Phil answered. "Not in a creepy rapist way or something but yeah. I mean, if a girl wants to then yeah, it's hot. But my first instinct is to always be the dominant one."
That actually did shock me but things about the two of them shocked me everyday it seemed.
"I think I'd like being the submissive one but of course, I can't really be sure until I've been in the situation a few times," I told them.
We looked at Carmen and she shrugged. "I just said I wanted to be tied up and choked. What do you think?" she laughed and adjusted her glasses.
"My turn," Dan spoke up, leaning against the counter. "What's one thing about the person you're into that turns you on?" he asked with his eyebrows raised. "For me, it's the way you look at me when you tell me you want me," he told me, and visibly trembled a little. "I cannot."
It took a lot to make me blush but for some reason that did it and I covered my face with my hands as I started laughing. "Oh wow," I sighed as I moved my hands away and looked at him again. "A lot of things about you turn me on but one thing that turns me on a whole bunch is this certain look you get in your eyes right before you're about to kiss me or touch me in any sort of intimate way. It's very hot."
"The sound of Carmen's voice when she whispers things that no virgin would be expected to be whispering to me," Phil responded before picking her hand up and kissing the top of it. "She sounds a certain way that can make me hard in seconds."
"Nice to know, Phil," I raised my glass towards him and laughed.
Carmen's cheeks turned a light shade of pink as she grinned up at him. "Everything about you turns me on," she told him. "But since I can only pick one of those things, I'm going to have to say the way you touch me. It doesn't even have to be sexual, but it's just perfect."
"Awww. You two are so sweet and sexual," I laughed. "Your turn, Phil."
"Alright," he said as he poured the cooked chicken onto a plate. "Do you like it when someone is vocal or talks dirty during sexual adventures? Because I do."
"Oh yes," I answered quickly while nodding. "That shit is hot."
"Who doesn't like that?" Dan laughed. "It is hot. I've not had a lot of it in my experience, but what I have had was always enjoyable."
"I liked it too, the whole one time it's been done to me," Carmen agreed.
"Good to know," Phil grinned and winked at her.
"Let's get all this stuff moved to the table before Carmen asks hers," I said as I helped Dan put the stuff he'd chopped into their bowls.
We got the chicken and beef Phil cooked and all of the other ingredients like peppers, lettuce, sour cream and cheese and took them all to the table before sitting at the table to create our burritos. I grabbed the extra bottle of wine as we were all taking our seats.
Dan and I sat on one side of the table while Carmen and Phil sat across from us. We had candles set up all along the middle of the table and the kitchen lights were off so it was very pretty in the room.
"This smells orgasmic," Phil said as he began putting beef on top of the pile of chicken he already had on a tortilla.
"Your tummy is going to hate you," I laughed. "Okay, Carmy question time."
"I've been thinking this whole time and I'm like out of sexual questions to ask," she told us as she rolled her burrito up. "I mean, there are more, but none that apply to us," she motioned between the two of us. "Plus, I'm getting turned on by thinking about all of this stuff."
I cracked up laughing because I had been thinking the same thing. I wasn't sure of how I was going to continue to control myself and be expected to lay next to Dan without touching him inappropriately later. "I'm with her on this one," I added as I picked up my entirely too full burrito and attempted to take a bite out of it which turned into me dropping a good portion of it onto my plate.
"Here," Phil laughed as he reached over the table and handed me a fork. Apparently he was having the same issue.
"Oh shit. We are like burrito wizards. This is so good," I told them as I pointed towards my plate with the fork.
"It's because you're Mexican," Dan said with his mouth full.
"Damn straight we are, senior," Carmen said just before taking a massive bite from her burrito and started chewing. "We shouv haf gotten crisps and salsa."
"We have chips and salsa!" Phil said as he hopped up from his chair. "I totally forgot about it."
"Heck yes," I did a little dance as I picked up my burrito to attempt to take another bite. I failed again and just decided to depend on the fork.
Phil came back with a giant bag of tortilla chips and a huge jar of salsa and sat them down on the table before walking back to his seat.
"Bloody hell, Phil," Dan looked at the bag of chips with wide eyes. "How many people do you think live here?" he asked, laughing. "I don't understand why you get copious amounts of food like that."
"Uh, because you two eat like obese women who are pmsing?" I suggested while laughing at myself. "Plus, Carmen and I eat here a lot now too so it makes sense to get noms in bulk."
"Ha!" Phil clapped his hands. "It's so nice to have someone on my side for once. There's nothing wrong with having more than enough food."
"I appreciate your stocked cabinets," Carmen told them as she helped herself to some salsa. "I always raid them because I never have food at mine."
"That's why I never come to your house," Dan laughed. "Well, and I'm lazy."
"There's always food at my house because my Mom breaks in randomly and supplies my cabinets," I rolled my eyes as I took a sip of wine. "Which isn't really anything to complain about but ya know. I am 22. I can feed myself."
"Ugh, I know," Carmen rolled her eyes. "Mum doesn't get to do it much to me because she's not very close but she still does it every now and then. You were there when she stopped by the other night. It's annoying. Cut the bloody cord already. I mean-" she paused and laughed dryly. "Oh wait, there was no cord."
Dan, Phil and I all paused and looked over at her. I think we were unsure of what our reactions should be. Actually, I knew I was unsure. The expressions on the boys' faces said they were as well.
"Hey! I wonder if we shared a cord or how the hell that works," I spoke up to break the uncomfortable silence.
"That's a good question," Dan added, picking his phone up off of the table. "I'm gonna google that."
I looked over at Phil and Carmen to see Phil sit his fork down and lean over to kiss her cheek quickly. "Do you want to try a bite of my chicken, beefy, cheesy, peppery burrito?" he asked while gesturing towards it with his hands like it was a masterpiece of some sort.
She looked at him and smiled, but it looked very forced. "Sure," she leaned over towards him and cut off a piece of his burrito with her fork.
Even though she was smiling I could tell that it was forced. It's pretty easy to notice those sorts of things when you have the same face as someone else.
"Ya know. It probably wasn't the greatest idea for us to make burritos knowing that we're all going to be sleeping close to each other. It could end up really smelly," I laughed.
"We know who to blame it on now if it happens since you mentioned it first. Do you have gas issues, Lydia?" Phil asked me before taking a sip of his wine.
"I do," Dan looked up from his phone. I bet you anything he's scrolling through twitter. He leaned to the side and scrunched his face up like he was straining to fart. "Silent, but deadly."
"Dan," she made a disgusted face and chucked a tortilla chip at his face. "That's so nasty."
I leaned towards him and sniffed. "He didn't really do it but you better prepare yourself for later cause he dutch ovened me the night after the party and I think I blacked out for a few minutes because of how horrible it was."
"Dan, you are so bloody disgusting," Phil said, laughing as he shook his head.
Dan rolled his eyes. "Whatever, Mr. Courtesy-Flush. You've stunk up the whole flat before with your massive dumps."
Carmen cleared her throat. "Who wants to talk about something else other than bowel movements and turd burps?"
"Wow," I laughed. "I wish I would've been making a video of that lovely conversation. Fangirls would've had a field day with those gems of info."
"Everybody poops!" Phil announced as he picked up the bottle of wine.
"More wine please, sir." I held my glass out towards Phil and he refilled my glass.
"Would you like some more, beautiful?" Phil asked Carmen after he was done with my glass.
She picked up her glass and offered it to him. "Please."
Dan finished his off and pushed it towards Phil as well, waiting until after he refilled it to make a comment. "You're such a peasant."
"Okay, I am done with my noms," I said as I stood up from my chair with my plate. "Can we change into our pajamas?" I asked while shaking my ass for shits and giggles.
Dan had pushed his plate away which I knew meant he was done eating because I was a creeper and heard him say it in a video and remembered it. I leaned over him and picked it up before kissing the top of his head and walking towards the sink with them.
"Why didn't we get our plates taken and a kiss on the head?" Phil asked sounding highly offended.
I laughed as I turned around from the sink and saw him and Carmen poking their bottom lips out.
"You guys kill me with the pouty face stuff." Of course the faces worked. I walked over and picked Carmen's plate up, kissed the top of her head, then picked Phil's plate up and kissed the top of his head. "Everyone happy?" I asked as I sat their plates in the sink as well.
"I'd be happier with some cookies and brownies," Dan told me as he leaned back in his chair and put his arms behind his head.
I put my hands on my hips and attempted to look very upset. "My kisses aren't good enough for you?"
"Oooo. Dan is in trouble," Phil chuckled as he stood up from the table. "I'm going to go change into my pajamas."
"Can I watch?" Carmen look up at him and asked.
"Uh oh, Carmen is like some savage jungle beast on the prowl for your penis, Phil," Dan commented. "And I get called the disgusting one," he rolled his eyes.
"You're just jealous that I have more seduction skills than you," Phil said as he leaned down and scooped Carmen up out of her chair into his arms before literally running out of the room and down the hall with Carmen squealing the entire time.
I stared towards the hallway in shock for a few seconds after Phil's door closed and then walked back over to the table to pick up my glass of wine. "Well, I think the handbook rules aren't in effect anymore," I laughed before sipping my wine.
"Phil!" Dan shouted. "If I'm not allowed to be saucy neither are you! It's in the bloody handbook!"
"We're not being saucy!" Carmen shouted back at him. "And I never read anything in the handbook about nudity!"
"Oh? I'm sleeping naked then!" Dan called out to her before picking up his wineglass and laughing to himself.
"Yay! That'll make it even easier to molest you." I reached out and patted his shoulder while I stood up to walk out of the room. "I'm going to go get naked in your room now. Be right back," I called out as I walked out of the room then down the hallway.
"Batman pajamas or Mario pajamas?" I could hear Phil asking in his room as I passed by. I had to admire them for their self control.
I went into Dan's room and got my pajamas out of my bag before slipping my jeans off and putting them on. I took my sweater off and was about to put on my own t-shirt but then I realized I was in Dan's room where Dan's t-shirts were.
Jackpot!
I opened his wardrobe to see that it was like an abyss of clothing. He wasn't lying when he said that his idea of cleaning was shoving clothes and things in random places. Half of his stuff was piled at the bottom of the wardrobe.
I started sifting through all the stuff to find myself a shirt to wear. There was something about wearing a dude's t-shirt that was so much better than wearing your own.
I heard the door opening and glanced over to see Dan looking at me with his eyebrows raised. "Should I just get used to seeing you half naked in my room then?" he asked as he walked towards his dresser and opened up one of the drawers. He moved a few pieces of clothing before pulling out a pair of pajama pants.
I grinned at him as I picked up one of his t-shirts. "Or you could get used to seeing me in your room completely naked," I suggested as I pulled his shirt over my head. I was greeted with the lovely sight of Dan in his underwear when I was done. "Ooo! Baby, do a dance for me!"
He started moving his hips like he does for the sexy endscreen dance in his videos. "Those knobby knees turning you on? Oh yeah!" he licked his lips and smacked his ass with his pajama pants.
I started doing a slow clap. "Oh yes. Yes. I am so turned on. I feel my loins quivering. I better change these panties because you just destroyed them."
"Cookies!" Phil yelled in the hallway which obviously meant he and Carmen were ready to make them.
"We'll be out when Dan is done dancing for me!" I yelled back.
"Yeah, this is getting hot," he yelled as he wiggled his hips and danced towards me. "I've got some moves. Can't wait to show them off at the new years party."
"Everyone is going to be so jealous of me since you'll be my date." I flipped my hair over my shoulder and sighed. "Peasants."
"Coooookies. Cooooooookies." This horribly sad sounding whine came from the outside of Dan's door.
"Phil, we are coming. Calm down." I laughed.
"I WANT SOME BLOODY COOKIES!" he yelled in a demonic sounding voice.
"You're gonna have bloody cookies if you don't stop bugging me because I'm going to use your ripped off penis to mix the cookie dough!"
Dan looked at me like he was terrified and slowly backed away from me with his hands held up- then darted towards the door.
He opened it up and I heard a thud against the floor before I heard Dan running down the hall screaming something about a broken penis.
I walked towards the door to see Phil sitting on the floor looking up at me with his bottom lip poked out. "I just want cookies and you're being mean and Dan ran me over," he informed me sounding like a very sad little boy.
"Awww. I'm sorry Phil," I said as I petted the top of his head. "Want me to give you a piggy back ride?" I laughed.
"Yes," he smirked as he moved to stand up. I turned around and bent down so he could hop onto my back. "Shit!" I screamed and held my hands out to press them against the wall because I almost toppled forwards when he jumped on. "I got this!" I laughed and then literally started skipping down the hall with Phil.
"Ha! I got a piggy back ride!" Phil announced as I carried him into the kitchen where Dan and Carmen were. "Be jealous."
He slid off of my back and I stood upright again before twisting my back to pop it. "Jeez. You tall people are hard to carry."
"What the hell? You just said you were going to rip his penis off! That's so bloody-AH!" Dan screamed again and jumped away from Carmen, putting his hands behind himself and over his ass. "What the hell was that?!" he shrieked.
"What was what?" Carmen was looking around at all of us like she was confused. "Ohh," she said slowly then held the dough roller up. "That was me poking your bum with this because I can literally see the whole bloody thing in those!" she pointed it at him.
"I adore this woman," Phil said as he held his hands out towards her.
"Look at our matching pj pants!" I said as I walked over to stand next to Carmen. We'd bought a bunch of Christmas pajama pants on one of our many shopping adventures and planned to wear them on the same nights during Christmas. The ones we had on that night were green and had Rudolph all over them. "We are sexy."
"I'm jealous. I want Rudolph pajamas!" Phil laughed. "Those are awesome!"
"They are awesome," Dan commented as sat down and started to shove his foot down the pajama pants he'd carried out with him when he decided to be dramatic and run out of his room.
"Too bad the front of those weren't see through," I commented as I watched him put them on. "Okay boys! We are making sugar cookies and we got stuff for us to decorate them with," I told them as I started taking the ingredients out and sat them on the counter.
"This is going to take sooooooooo bloody long," Dan whined. "You have to mix everything up then roll the dough and cut it and roll it again and cut it again then mumble a Satanic chant and sacrifice a virgin-" he paused and tilted his head like he was wavering something. "-at least we've got two of those handy."
"How about we sacrifice your bum to the almighty dough roller again?" Carmen laughed as she started towards him with it held out in front of her, jabbing it at him as he jumped around the kitchen shielding his ass with his hands again.
"No! No! No! No! Carmen!" Dan squealed. "You'll never take me alive!"
"Fine, I'll kill you then!" she moved her arm to act like she was going to hit Dan in the head with the roller but he jumped and smacked the side of his face against it.
"Oh my God!" she gasped and dropped the roller. "Are you okay?!" she asked worriedly, checking his face for blood before she started laughing.
"Jesus Christ, Carmen!" Dan shrieked, holding his hand out to keep her from getting any closer as he held the side of his face with the other. "You're dangerous."
"I didn't mean to!" she ducked under his outstretched arm and latched onto his side. "Forgive meeeeeeee," she acted like she was crying as she rubbed her face against his chest.
Phil and I were both laughing uncontrollably. I would have given anything for someone to have been filming what just happened. "Aww, she didn't mean to, Dan!" I told him through my laughter. "Forgive the poor girl."
"I have failed this friendship," she fake sobbed. "I don't know how I'll go on with my life. Pleaseeeee, let me have another chance. I promise I won't try to stick anymore foreign objects in your bum!"
Dan sighed loudly. "Fine. You're forgiven," he told her then moved his arms to wrap them around her from where she was still latched onto his side. He gave her a really tight hug. It was so cute. How could any one person look THAT cute hugging someone?
"Now I know how we look when we hug," I grinned. "We're cute."
"Me and Carmen are cuter." Phil bumped his hip against mine and laughed.
"We're all cute. How about that?"
"Okay. That works," he smiled as he held up a little bottle of green sprinkles and started shaking them around.
"Let's start with these cookies so we're not up 'til 4 am trying to get them baked," I suggested as I walked by Dan and pinched his ass.
"Damn it, Carmen!" Dan shrieked.
"That wasn't me!" she defended as she stood back up from picking the dough roller up off of the floor.
"Oh," he laughed, looking at me as I smirked at him. He moved past Carmen, plucking the roller out of her hands as he did so. "You lost your roller privileges," he informed her as he reached out and nonchalantly pinched my ass.
I squealed and grabbed my ass where he'd pinched me. "Hey! You've got massive man fingers. Be careful with those things," I laughed.
We finally got started on making the cookies and of course the boys came up with the most ridiculous things to make their cookies look like.
Okay so maybe we had a bit of fun with that too.
Phil had a lion, a jellyfish, a set of boobs, a C, a P, and a hamster. Dan had a llama, a unicorn horn, a flame, a Harry Potter lightning bolt and something that he swore was a snowman even though all of us said that it looked like a set of balls.
Carmen made a bunch of rectangular shaped cookies that she said were piano keys, an oval shaped cookie that she decorated to look like Juneau, a cookie that was supposed to be a paw print, and a big D that she wrote "Phil's" across.
I had a Christmas tree, a star, a mushroom like the ones from Super Mario Bros., an attempt at Harry Potter's glasses, and one in the shape of a penis because I'm a lady like that.
"I've got Phil's big D in my hands," she informed us after we'd all settled into our giant makeshift tent. "I can't wait to have Phil's big D in my mouth. It's going to be so good."
Dan facepalmed himself with one hand and held the other out towards her. "CallmeCarmen, ladies and gentlemen," he shook his head and laughed.
Phil cracked up laughing and I nearly choked on the cookie I was taking a bite out of. "You are the best woman I have ever met. I swear," Phil chuckled as he leaned towards her and kissed her cheek.
I realized as we were sitting there that it was the first time I had ever done something like that. I'd never made Christmas cookies or really did anything that made it actually feel like Christmas around Christmas time.
"I'm so glad I came here," I told them out of nowhere. "You all are seriously just the most amazing people ever. I feel so lucky to have my sister now and two of the greatest friends a girl could ask for." I sighed happily. "Okay, sorry. I needed to have a sappy moment."
"Hey!" Phil looked offended. "We're not just your friends. We're your bestest friends in the whole world. Duh," he laughed. "We're glad you came here too though."
"Yeah we are," Dan nodded, smiling at me as he brushed his thumb across my cheek.
The only person who hadn't said anything yet was Carmen, who was staring down at the plate of cookies as she chewed. She glanced up and cleared her throat. "Totally," she finally spoke up, smiling at me.
I kissed Dan's cheek quickly before crawling over to Carmen. I took the plate of cookies off of her lap before pouncing her and hugging her. "I have the best twin everrrr!" I sang as I rolled around on the tent floor with her in my arms. I could tell something was on her mind so I decided to try to make her smile.
She started laughing and kicking her legs beneath me. Luckily her legs were short, or else she probably would have given Dan another facial injury from the flailing. "Be careful!" she squealed. "I'm going to break Phil's D!"
"Oh God! Please don't break my D!" Phil yelled behind us.
I leaned down and kissed her forehead before climbing off of her and over to Dan so I could climb onto his lap. "Santa Dan, I want the Batmobile for Christmas."
"Sorry Lydia. You've been naughty this year. You're getting a lump of coal," he told me as he slipped his arm around my waist.
I wrinkled my nose. "Well, you're not a good Santa at all. I guess I won't be giving you your gifts on Christmas," I sighed before picking up a cookie and taking a bite.
"I'm a good Santa," Phil said as he looked over at Carmen and patted his leg.
"Just because you eat so many cookies that one day you'll be morbidly obese doesn't make you a good Santa, Phil. Your facial hair grown in in patches. You'll never have enough beard for that job," Dan teased him as Carmen crawled over to sit on Phil's lap.
"We'll see if he's a good Santa," Carmen said before turning to look up at Phil. "I want a pony, and ballet slippers, and an entire pumpkin pie to myself, and sex. Lots of sex," she told him as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Hmmm." Phil wrapped his arms around her. "Well, I can get you the pumpkin pie and give you lots of orgasms. Is that good enough?" He grinned at her before leaning down and kissing her lips. "I can give you lots of those too."
"Way better Santa!" I held my hand out towards Phil while looking up at Dan.
"And you can't grow a beard either," Phil informed Dan while rolling his eyes. "I can grow more of one than you. I win."
"Clap clap. Good for you," Dan pushed his lips out and made a duck face at Phil, clapping his hands together.
Carmen was very obviously trying not to laugh at Dan but she couldn't stop herself. "Sorry," she shook her head. "I think they're both crap Santas. Dan won't give you a batmobile and Phil won't give me sex.. At least I'll have pie to help me through the disappointment."
"And our awesome cookies," I replied while holding mine up. "At least they're our Santas though." I patted the side of Dan's head before kissing his lips.
"I think we're awesome Santas," Phil shrugged. "Well, I am anyway. I said I'd give orgasms."
"I was only kidding!" Carmen made a pitiful face at Phil. "You're the cutest, sweetest Santa ever and I love sitting on your lap," she said before pressing a kiss against his cheek and holding her cookie up. "Here let me feed you cookies."
"You can't do that! Phil, that's cannibalism!" Dan gasped, because Carmen was trying to feed him the D she was still holding.
Phil let out a hilarious squeal before putting his hand over his mouth. "Not that one!" he mumbled behind his hand.
I facepalmed myself while laughing. "Phil does not want the D."
"More D for me then!" Carmen shoved the rest of it in her mouth and picked up the C from the plate and waved it around in front of him. "Haf the C," she said as she chewed. "It'll ve life eafing me."
"Oh God," Dan started laughing as he pressed his face against my shoulder. "We're all so damaged. It's beautiful."