Hey guyssss! This BSM was requested by my good ol' friend and amazing writer, TiredOfBeingNice. I thought I needed to write a fun one as well, since the last few BSMs have been kind of serious.

Anywho, I hope you enjoy and I OWN NOTHING EXCEPT THE PLOT!

"Okay, ready?" My older brother, Phil asked me, as the two of us, plus his best friend/flatmate, Dan, got ready.

"Hell yeah!" I beamed, causing Dan and Phil to chuckle. They were taking me to the carnival for my sixteenth birthday.

"Okay, let's go." He said. The carnival was only around the corner, so we walked, much to Dan's dismay.

"Ooh, can we get some cotton candy? And then can we go on the ferris wheel? And then the drop tower? And then the tilt-a-whirl? And then-"

"Are you sure you're sixteen?" Dan teased. I stuck my tongue out at him. I couldn't help it; the carnival brought out my inner-child.

"Dan, don't put her off! I want her to stay this way forever." Phil said. I rolled my eyes.

"Right, we'll go on some rides first, then we'll get some food, that way we won't end up throwing up on the rollercoaster." Phil said.

"To be honest, I won't need any food to make me throw up if we go on that thing." Dan said, looking up at the rollercoaster just as it did a loop-de-loop(sp?).

"Fine, stay here then, Scaredy-Cat." I said playfully, dragging Phil over to the ride.

After going on pretty much all the rides, we went to get something to eat. We went over to the food stand, and got a hotdog each, as well as some diet Coke for me, Sprite for Dan and regular Coke for Phil. We found a bench and Dan and Phil sat one side, while I sat on the other side, next to the big bear that Phil won for me.

"And over here you can see [Y/N] devouring a hotdog," Dan said, pointing his camera at me. He'd been vlogging the whole day, not that I minded. I just smiled with no teeth and waved, face full of hotdog. Luckily, I've gotten so used to the fans and everything that I don't really care about looking like a total idiot in front of them.

We finished our food, and decided to have one more look around, before we decided to head home.

Once we were home, Dan wasted no time before assuming the 'browsing position' on the couch, while Phil and I went into the kitchen to make a quick dinner, despite the fact we'd just stuffed our faces with the hotdogs...

"So, [Y/N], have you had a good day?" Phil asked me, getting out some bread to make the exquisite dish of beans on toast.

"Yeah, I did. I had an amazing day. Thanks, Phil." I said sincerely, smiling widely. Phil smiled back, pulling me into a hug.

"No problem, Munchkin. Happy birthday." He said, kissing the top of my head.