Illusive (phan)

Chapter XVIII - Tolerable

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Chapter XVIII - Tolerable

[Benson's house, London, 7:02 pm, SU 04/12/16]

DAN: (as they approach doorstep) "I still can't believe you're making me do this."

PHIL: "Oh shut up."

DAN: "I'm being serious!"

PHIL: (rings the doorbell) "Rhia's really ill. I think I gave her my cold. It's the least I could do."

DAN: (scoffs, mutters to himself) "Babysitting..."

PHIL: "It'll be fun! She said they're adorable. And they're twins, more to love."

DAN: "More to hate. Kids are annoying."

PHIL: "No, they're not. They're lovely."

[Benson's house, London, 8:35 pm, SU 04/12/16]

PHIL: (beau is standing on the kitchen counter, phil is desperately trying to get him down) "No, no, Beau, be careful, no, come here, Beau."

BEAU: (dancing on the table) "I'm taller than you!"

PHIL: "Beau, you could fall."

BEAU: "I won't fall, I'm really good at this!"

PHIL: "Beau, your mum will not be happy to hear about this."

BEAU: (spins on the counter, proud of himself) "I don't care. Screw you."

PHIL: (gasps) "What?"

BEAU: (proudly repeats) "Screw you. Finn taught me what it means."

PHIL: "Oh my God." (realising he needs help) "Dan?"

DAN: (walking into kitchen, holding blaine's hand, laughing) "No way! You should've him what Lucy said, honestly what a," (pauses to censor himself) "meanie."

BLAINE: (shy laugh) "I know."

DAN: (lets go of blaine's hand, phil gestures at beau who is still dancing around on the countertop, silently begging dan to get him down) "Beau, what are you doing?"

BEAU: "I'm being tall. I can touch the ceiling." (stretches, can't quite touch reach, jumps a few time, finally, his fingers brush the surface, proud to have proved his point) "See."

DAN: (laughs) "I can touch the ceiling without standing on anything."

BEAU: (spiteful) "Screw you. Show off."

DAN: (laughs, before asking) "How about this, Beau? You want to fly?"

BEAU: "Yeah, I want to fly! I can be like Peter Pan or... or like Superman."

PHIL: (giving dan an unsure look) "Um..."

DAN: "Well, you can fly for a few seconds."

BEAU: "Make me fly!"

DAN: "I'll only make you fly if you promise to go to sleep straight after."

BEAU: "Screw you! Mum said our bedtime was half past eight."

DAN: (laughs in delight) "It is half past eight."