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Phil's POV
"Amy? Dan?" I called, looking around in the cabinets. It had been two weeks since the hearing. We were due to hear the ruling any day now... Dan and I convinced Amy to stay with us until then. She put up a bit of a fight, but not a big one. She's gotten used to being here. "Do you just want take away? There's literally nothing to eat!!"
"Ooh! Can we get Chinese?" Amy said, popping her head in the kitchen.
"Amy, you HATE Chinese!" I frowned.
"Who told you that?!" She demanded. "I love Chinese!! It's the best!!!"
"Something's wrong with you..." I laughed, shaking my head. "But I can order Chinese if you like."
"Yay!!!" Amy grinned, running to kiss me on the cheek. She had her cast taken off a few days ago, and she rarely ever sat down any more. Her ribs are all nice and healed now. She's happier than ever. Except she's somewhat sick... She's still throwing up and she's complaining about being bloated and to be honest, she pees A LOT. She won't let us take her to the doctor though... "Love you!!"
"Love you too." I laughed. "Now go find Dan, ask him what he wants."
"Will do!!" She said, hopping away. She sang his name as she went throughout the flat. "Daaaannnnnn Dan Dan Howeeellll. Daaaannnnn where aaareee youuu?"
I smile to myself, looking around to find the number for the Chinese takeaway place down the street. I heard Amy open the door to Dan's bedroom, then a giggle. No doubt Dan had his headphones on and couldn't hear her. I didn't hear anything for a few seconds, then I heard Dan scream and Amy running. Within seconds, she was hiding behind me, Dan right behind her.
"Phil help he's gonna eat me!!!" Amy squealed, clinging to my shirt.
"What did you do?" I laughed, trying to look at her.
"She bloody molested me, that's what she did!!" Dan yelled, though you could see he was holding back a smile.
"Amy, did you touch Dan's neck?" I grinned, walking forward in an effort to get her to stop hiding behind me. She just followed me, her face buried in my back.
"Maybe..." She mumbled. "But in my defense, he honestly shouldn't be wearing headphones to wear he can't hear people and sit with his back to the door with me in this house."
"That's true." I nodded, grinning at Dan. "She's almost as big of a prankster as you are."
"Oh you just wait..." Dan scowled. "I'll get you back."
"Oh I can't wait." Amy grinned, finally stepping out from behind me.
I finally got Dan to tell me what he wanted from take away, and we all played Crash Bandicoot in the living room while we waited.
"Phil, you suck at this!!" Amy laughed. "You're supposed to get all the wumpa fruits so you can get more lives!!!"
"Okay, what the FUCK is a wumpa fruit?!?!!" Dan laughed.
"The little appley peachy thingies that Crash eats all the time!!" Amy said. "They're called wumpa fruits!"
"Well if that's not the weirdest thing ever, my name is Danielle." Dan laughed.
"Guyyys." I whined, jerking the controller back and forth as if it would help me. "Shut uppp. You're making me lose."
"Phil, honey, you would lose if you were by yourself in a sound proof room." Amy giggled, placing her hand on my knee just as there was a knock at the door.
"I got it!" Dan said, jumping up. I sighed, handing the controller to Amy when I rolled off of a ledge. Dan came bag with a paper bag, and Amy immediately crinkled her nose and ran out if the room.
I sighed, knowing what was going on. She's gotten to the point where she was carrying a hair tie on her wrist at all times. Still, I followed her into the bathroom, rubbing her back and she wretched into the toilet.
"Gahhh..." Amy groaned, sitting back on her heels. "This is killing me."
"Are you sure you don't want to see a doctor?" I frowned, helping her up and handing her the bottle of water she kept on the sink at all times.
"No, it's probably just PMS or something..." She sighed.
"Two week long PMS?" I frowned.
"It's happened before..." She said, sighing. "But literally the smell of that food... Euch."
"Amy, you're the one who wanted Chinese." I laughed.
"Well, my nose doesn't like it!!!" Amy pouted.
"Come on." I said, taking her hand. "Breathe through your mouth."
"Fiiine." She whined, though she was smiling. We walked back to the living room, where Dan was already eating. He had put the tv on Master Chef.
Amy ate mechanically, and she had this expression like she was in deep thought. She spoke to Dan and me, but I don't think she was really paying attention.
"Oh!" She shouted, nearly spilling her food when she stood up.
"Amelia?" I frowned, confused. "Are you alright?!"
"Oh umm..." Amy faltered, pushing her fringe out if her eyes. "Yeah, I'm fine."
"You sure?" I frowned more. Something was up. She didn't even wince when I called her Amelia.
"Yeah, perfectly peachy." She grinned. "Hey Dan, mind coming with me to the shop? I totally forgot, I have to get something."
"Um..." Dan frowned, looking about as confused as I felt. "Sure!"
"Good!" Amy smiled.
"You want me to go with you?" I offered.
"Oh no! No no no!" Amy shouted, her eyes going wide. She took a second to collect herself before speaking again. "No, you just stay here... Dan and I will fine, won't we Dan?"
"Sure we will." Dan laughed, raising his eyebrows skeptically. Amy grinned and ran off to get her shoes.
"What the hell..." I muttered, staring after her.
"I have no idea..." Dan sighed.