Okay, I have this idea for a Dan and Phil book and yes, it will make Phan shippers happy and non-Phan shippers happy.

Here we go.

Dan groggily sat up in his bed, not even opening his eyes. He managed to get to the bathroom and stand in front of the mirror.

Dan opened his eyes.

"PHIL!!!"

"WAIT, DAN, IM COMING."

Phil flailed up the stairs and burst into Dan's room.

"Where are you?" Phil asked, spinning around. "Are you in the toilet?"

"Phil, do not come in no matter what," Dan's voice came from what sounded like cupped hands around his face.

"I wasn't exactly considering it, but okay."

"I'm coming out, just-" he sighed,"just don't freak out."

The door swung open and out stepped a teenage girl with messy brown hair and Dan's pajamas on.

"WHAT TH-"

"PHIL, IT'S ME," the girl yelled in a higher, more feminine tone of Dan's voice. "Oh my god, I feel so short."

"I am one hundred percent sure that Dan is not a teenage girl."

"Well, that's what I thought too. But here I am, a teenage girl with no bra."

"But that makes no sense!"

"I hadn't noticed," Dan replied, walking back into the bathroom. "D-do I have acne?! Am I doing this again?!" He- um, she picked at one of her pimples.

Phil stood there staring at the wall, trying to take in what the heck was going on.

"Well, it seems that I've gone insane. Either that or I'm having a really realistic dream," Dan muttered. "I suppose we should eat breakfast."

Dan awkwardly sat at the table at a hight she wasn't used to. She ate half a bowl of cereal and then retreated to her room.

When Phil knocked on her door later, he found her Googling "help ive been turned into a teen girl."

"What else am I supposed to do?!" She yelled at Phil.

She had changed into a pair of her tiniest skinny jeans and a sweatshirt to hide the fact that Dan Howell doesn't own any bras.

Well that's as far as I've thought out and that was like five minutes of thinking so.