Adopted by Phan

Chapter 94

Dan's P.O.V.

Mid way through November we started to prepare for Gamingmas, lowering the stress that was on top of us to get a video out every day. I was starting to stress out already, even though we were 4 or 5 videos ahead but I knew the month ahead had a lot of work to do.

Jay had been off school for a few days as she had been quite sick and was struggling to get around without getting dizzy or falling over. She had spent most of her day on the couch or on the floor of our office while we recorded because she didn't seem to want to be alone for long.

At the current minute I was perched right on the edge of the sofa and Jay was laying with her head beside me on her back. She was really struggling to find any position that was comfortable because of her stomach and had decided to hog all of the pillows to rest herself properly.

Phil was on the opposite sofa with his laptop on his lap, probably editing the first of the Gamingmas videos with his head resting in his hands and a frown on his face. It only took a couple of seconds to know that he was indeed editing because he slammed the computer lid shut and fell back on the couch.

"You all good Phil?" I was giggling, being incredibly sarcastic as I knew Phil was frustrated.

"No! This stupid thing won't work!" He sighed, flopping down so his head was hanging off the edge and his feet were over the back of the sofa. I grinned, gently edging around Jay and going to sit on the sofa beside him, running one hand over his stomach.

He smiled up at me and squeezed his waist, sitting the laptop on the arm of the sofa before turning his body so his head was on my lap. I leaned down and hugged him, knowing that he was well done with editing for the day and couldn't be bothered to do any until tomorrow.

"Dan when should we film PINOF? We want to leave enough time to edit it..." I shrugged, it wasn't at the top of my priority list, what with Gamingmas and everything.

"Sometime this week? Maybe Saturday, that way we've got a week to edit it." It was Monday, giving us a while to prepare, ask questions and then film before the editing. I had no doubt that the questions and probably the filming too would be more interesting than normal as we were now out.

I didn't know completely what to expect but I knew it would be different.

"Should I tweet out about questions now? It'll give us even longer to go through them and think." I nodded.

"Yeah, that's a good idea. We'll use the good one and they generally come in later so it'll give everyone a day or so to reply." Phil immediately opened his phone and opened Twitter, typing out a tweet and showing it to me.

'WHO CAN SMELL THE SHARPIE WHISKERS! Tweet us any questions for Phil is not on fire 10 using #PINOF10!' I nodded in approval and he sent it out, waiting for the onslaught of replies and questions.

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"Hmmmm... what about this one?" I looked over at his screen and nodded, grinning. We had so far managed to compile a sizeable list of question that we could do and I think we had already agreed on most of them as they were pretty funny.

To my surprise there wasnt really more than the normal amount of 'make out!' questions and a few more 'kiss!' questions but it was mostly the same ridiculous shit that we got every year. We had shown Jay the questions every now and again just to give her something to do and she laughed at most of them, continuely asking why we did this to ourselves.

It took just over a day before we got all the questions that we wanted. Many of them I was really excited about and couldnt wait to start filming them in the next few days.

We had asked Jay if she wanted to be in PINOF but she had declined, saying that she wasnt quite ready to come out to the world about the pregnancy and future baby boy. We knew that after the baby was born it wouldnt long before someone figured it out or we slipped up in a live stream, but Jay knew that.

She had said that she just needed some time to sort everything out and we were glad to give her that, knowing it was overwhelming.

I pawed at Phil's arm, wanting attention for a couple of minutes as I was getting bored. It had just gone 7 o'clock and we were all seated in front of the television, Jay adjusting her position every few seconds and moving all of the pillows around her stomach.

Phil across at me and smiled, grabbing my hand and pulling me into his side. I sighed, instead accepting it and nuzzling my head into his shoulder, feeling his arm snake around my waist and his fingers trailing down my stomach, gently poking my ribs. He was warm and I found myself falling asleep within a few minutes.

"Are you falling asleep on me Dan?" Phil giggled, poking my arm gently until I pushed him away and rested my head firmly on his lap. Jay was looking across at the two of us with a tiny smile on her face, lying on her side with a pillow now underneath her stomach to help her stay there.

"Yes I am, so stop poking me..." I nosed my face around Phil's neck, attempting to find a spot where it was comfortable to rest.

"We can go up to bed if you want Dan." I sighed, finally nodding. It was early but I was tired and did want to sleep. Phil looked across at Jay and I saw her smile, nodding, before swinging her legs and standing up, stretching and then grabbed her crutches, disappearing around the door and clicking up the stairs.

Phil twirled his finger in my hair and rested his chin on top of my head.

"Come on you, let's go." Phil tugged on my hand and we both stood, Phil pulling me up the stairs and me stumbling tiredly behind him.

I collapsed onto the bed and Phil followed closely behind me, falling onto my back and giggling incessantly. I crawled underneath the bedcovers and curled up into a ball, feeling Phil crawl in beside me and help me pull of my shirt so it was more comfortable. We were both already wearing sweatpants and had slept in them often enough to be fine in them.

I curled up into Phil and then felt his hand on my back, his lips on my forehead. I sighed happily, wrapping my arms around his waist and closing my eyes.

"Love you bear..." I smiled to myself.

"Love you too ya spork."