I JUST ATE A WHOLE PACK OF SKITTLES SO IF THIS IS WEIRD YOU KNOW WHY.

Phil's POV

Since Valentine's everything had been going great. Dan's family had been helping so much with the wedding and we were on our way to order a cake.

"Daaaaaan?" I asked in a babyish tone.

"What?" he asked laughing at me.

"Can we have cat whiskers on the cake please?" I asked smiling.

"Of course, anything you want," Dan said and I smiled widely.

We drove in silence to the cake shop. It wasn't uncomfortable. We were just sat enjoying each others company. Even being in Dan's presence make me happy. He had that effect on everyone.

We pulled up outside of the cake shop and got out of the car. We walked hand in hand into the shop only to be greeted by the brightest smile and the best moustache I had ever seen.

"Hello young grasshoppers," he said excitedly and me and Dan laughed. This man was seriously the best cake person I had ever met and let me tell you. I have met many cake decorators in my life.

"What cake can I bake for you?" he asked.

"Chocolate?" we both asked each other in perfect sync.

"Yes," we high fived.

Dan's POV

I was the happiest I'd been in a long while at the moment. Phil was so happy and beaming with the cake maker. I had come to this place because I knew how much Phil would love the owner. He was just like us. You know, slightly strange.

You might want to know how I've been helping with the wedding. I haven't. That might sound crazy but I've been more into planning the honeymoon. We are going to go to Japhan because I know how much Phil loves the idea of it. It would make him so happy when I announced it on the wedding day and i had taken so much time to make sure that when we actually got there he wouldn't feel let down.

He had been happy planning the wedding alone but I am kind of scared that our ring bearer will be kitten or something. Not that i don't like kittens it just wouldn't really work you know because they're not like dogs. You can't tell kittens to sit or stay or anything like that so it would probably be a bad idea.

Back to now. The cake man had sketched out our cake and Phil looked at it with pride. I just needed to make him happy and if he was happy with this cake.. "it's perfect," I told the owner.

"Then it shall be ready for your special day," he said.

"Thank you," I told him.

"No problemo now so long muskamigo's," he said. We laughed and walked out the shop.

"Thanks Dan," Phil said randomly.

"For what?" I asked him with a hint of confusion visible on my face.

"For making me happy," he told me. I smiled widely.

"Thank you for doing the same," I told him.