(Dan's POV)
I wake up on our bed. Then it all comes rushing back. Our YouTube selves. We aren't from Manchester. It was a dream. Our cat Dil didn't bring us to an alley. I bet Phil is going to love hearing my dream. He is up. He isn't in bed and I hear pans rustling. "Good morning." I say getting up. "Morning. I'm making pancakes." Phil says from our kitchen. "What time did you wake up?" I ask looking at the time. It's 13:28 (1:28 pm) at the moment. " I woke up at 13:19 (1:19 pm)" he answers. I nod. Then he announces "They are ready to digest." In an announcer voice. "Wow Phil. Good way to ruin an appetite. But I'm still hungry." I say. "Also I had the weirdest dream last night. I think you may laugh when you hear it." I add. He nods and gives me my plate of two pancakes. Delia Smith. "Thank you my good sir." I say in a fake posh accent. "Ah your welcome monsieur." Phil says in a fake French accent. It was terrible but funny. Reminds me of my teacher all those years ago with the dog biscuits. And the mugs. "So tell me about your dream." Phil says. "Alright so, me and you met in school on the first day, then we became really good friends I told you I was gender fluid and you told me you were gay. We both were supportive. The next day you gave me three rings. One for each pronoun, a pink one for she/her and it had she/her engraved in it, a blue one for he/him and it had he/him engraved in it, and an alternating of blue and pink for they/them pronouns and it had they/them engraved in it." I explain and keep going and telling him.

(Phil's POV)
<*13:19 (1:19 pm)*>
I wake up. I remember my dream. That was so weird. Then all my memories about YouTube came back. I'm not from Manchester.
<*13:35 (1:35 pm)*>
Dan tells me all of his dream. When he finishes I then realize. "Danny boy. We had the same dream last night." I say in shock. Then I see a snow globe of Manchester. I see three rings next to the snow globe. One pink. One Blue. The other is alternating pink and blue. "Dan look." I point.
"It wasn't a dream." Dan whispers as if someone will hear. "I like you. And I'm so glad we are getting married this year." I whisper to my self thinking he didn't hear me. "Really? You like me? I'm glad too." He says. I then kiss him.

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