PJ practically skipped into school the next day, he was so excited for filming. His bag was filled with powdered dyes and he was hoping the school wouldn't mind if he used a green screen or a white sheet and covered it with colour. Nobody else really filmed, after all, so they should have plenty of equipment to spare.

He heard someone running up behind him and he turned, spotting Phil Lester sprinting towards him. "Peej!" he called.

"Hey, Phil." PJ smiled at his friend, who was looking tired already. "What's up?"

"Okay, so this might seem really really weird, but I need your help with this thing," Phil burbled, looking around him nervously. "But there are a lot of people here and I really don't want them to hear any of this yet."

PJ laughed at Phil's nervousness. "We've got art second lesson, right? Can we talk then?"

"No no no." Phil shook his head vehemently. "We need to talk soon and get this plan into action."

Rolling his eyes fondly, PJ led Phil to a tall oak tree on the edges of the school grounds. "Is here quiet enough?"

"This is great," said Phil, sitting down and leaning against the trunk. PJ followed suit.

"So, what do you want to talk about?"

"Right," Phil began, pulling a crumpled sheet of paper out of his bag. "This is a long story. Prepare yourself." When PJ had settled himself against the tree trunk, he continued. "So, in piano yesterday, there was this really cute guy, and I heard him play and we talked a bit and I found out he's a Non-Master." He paused, waiting for PJ's reaction, but PJ just shrugged, smiling. "Aren't you surprised?"

"Dan Howell?" PJ asked, smiling. "He's in my badminton class."

Phil looked faintly annoyed that his big surprise had been spoilt. "So you know him... Well, he's cute, isn't he?"

"My heart belongs to one and only one, Philip," PJ said, laughing slightly. "Carry on."

"Right. Anyway, I was performing after him, so I did some quick thinking and I decided that he'd remember me if I failed at playing, so I messed up the entire piece and everyone judged me and stuff but nobody said anything, so I went home thinking 'right, how do I turn this into something that can work to my advantage?'"

PJ nodded, hoping this story ended with a positive. "So how did you?"

"Ah," Phil said, looking pleased with himself. "Now, this is where it gets good. I invented something called an Inability." Seeing PJ's confused look, he started to explain. "It's basically the one thing that a Master can't do. So mine is piano!"

A slow smile spread over PJ's face. "That's good, but how's it going to help you with Dan?"

"Well, Dan's an amazing pianist, right? So if I ask him to teach me piano, 'cause he knows what it feels like to have to learn, he'll be flattered, and he'll see my magnificent reasoning, and he'll teach me piano, and then we'll spend time together and he'll slowly fall in love with me and then we'll get married and have lots of little piano playing babies."

PJ stared at him. "Other than the last bit, Phil, that's bloody brilliant."

"I know!" Phil squealed, waving his arms excitedly. "But now I need your help."

"What with?" PJ was sceptical. Phil's schemes had a habit of being completely insane and rarely helpful to his social life.

"I need you to spread the word. Make sure everybody knows about this Inability thing, and make sure they've all decided what their own Inability is going to be. Get teachers involved, if you can. Just... I need this to work. I need Dan to believe me."

P laughed. "Why me?"

"Because everyone knows you," Phil explained. When PJ raised an eyebrow, he continued, "They don't all like you, sure, but they know you."

"Fair enough," PJ said, grinning. "I'll spread the word." He checked his watch. "We should probably go to registration."

Phil leapt up, looking happier than before. "Thanks, Peej! Take care of your brother, yeah?"

"See you in art," PJ called, watching as Phil waved and ran off across the playground. He shook his head, smiling, and murmured to no one in particular, "You can say what you want about Phil Lester, but he is a genius when it comes to ideas."

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