nerd//phan

two//Deathtouch

Deathtouch: Any amount of damage this deals to a creature is enough to destroy it

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Phil had never been more determined ever in his life.

The fact that some snooty professional could come in and ruin his night was just the reason he didn't  care to much for the human race. He had spent more time with Danny and Craig over the week and they were teaching him a lot. Danny even gave Phil his goblin deck, which Phil very reluctantly accepted.

This week, Phil was ready to kick ass. He was ready to win that first place spot. He was ready to fight.

Phil and Danny came together. Craig said he would be late, he had a problem with his car and was waiting on Pat to pick him up. Phil was kinda upset though, he really liked Craig. Danny had promised to keep his seat warm, to which Craig responded with a "I'll cut you if you touch my seat."

When the two entered the building there were pizzas on the closest table to  door. This was the first time Phil got a genuine look at the store. A glass counter to his right with cards of all types and RC car parts that sat behind it. Looking forward he noticed all the science and paint materials and on the left were puzzles of all kinds. It really was a hobby shop. They seemed to cater to every level of nerdiness.

Danny led Phil to his table on the back corner but not without each of them grabbing pizza first. 

Jack was sitting at the furthest corner from Phil, but his conversation seemed to be happening at the table next to him. Sitting at that table was Buddy, Matt, this skinny guy with a beanie, and, of course, Dan Howell. Dan didnt actually seem intrested in their conversation, he was just playing Buddy. Every now and again he would look up or nod.

Dan looked up when Phil walked in, Phil looked at Dan, they made eye contact. Phil felt his face go hot. No no no no no no. Phil though. Don'teven try it with him.  Phil didn't realise that they'd been caught staring at each other.

"Howell, come on. It's your turn." Buddy said, snapping both of them out of their thoughts and back to what they were doing. "You some type of fag now?" Buddy asked with a laugh.

"Whats it to you?" Dan asked with venom. He violently played a string of cards, whipping Buddy's tail.

"So the fag is all upset now, huh?" Buddy asked, scooping his cards. He received a slight chuckle from the beanie kid. Other than that no one found this amusing.

"Buddy, no need to be a dick dude. Because this is my store and I have zero problem kicking you out." Matt said. Matt looked at Dan with a sympathetic smile. Dan smiled back, and Phil, who had watched this whole thing unfold, felt his heart melt at this smile.

Phil had just confirmed that Dan's smile could probably cure cancer.

"Yo, what up?" Craig said as he entered with Pat in tow. He didn't really notice the slightly awkward silence. "Oh shit, is this 'za? I'm down."  He grabbed a peice and too the only other seat at the back table. Pat sat next to Joe Ray and Darga, who were sat at the table next to the pizza one.

Phil check his phone; 7:54. He almost wanted to groan in anticipation, but thought that would be disrespectful.  Instead, he settled on walking up to the counter. There was a short-ish ginger up there with a taller brunette. They seemed to be stocking up the glass counter, while also cleaning.

"Lookin to buy something?" Asked the red-head. "I mean you might as well. We close the register at eight." She seemed very bright and colourful and Phil was almost immediately drawn to her.

"Um, yea. What do you recommend?" Phil asked pulling out his Pikachu wallet.

"Sara, look at his wallet." Said the taller brunette. The red head, Sara, looked over at Phils wallet and basically screamed.