Phil woke up covered in sweat and screaming. He wiped his muscular brow as he got out of bed. That nightmare had been something else.
   "Weird." He said as he did his morning routine of three hundred sit ups. Dan was already in the kitchen making a delicious breakfast of bacon pancakes with extra maple syrup.
   "Oh hey, D-slice." Said Phil, backflipping into the room and high fiving his friend in midair. Dan looked horrified.
   "What's wrong?" Phil asked as a bead of sweat dripped from his forehead and bounced off the mutant finger perturbing out of his body.
   "Your body! There's something happening to you!" Said Dan. Phil looked down in horror to see a human hand was starting to grow out of his chest, just below the nipple. It wasn't just growing. It was moving. In shock, Dan dropped his syrupy spatula onto his leather jeans and ruined them forever. No more leather jeans for Dan.
   "We need to call the army!" He told his raven haired friend.
   "Dan, no! They'll experiment on me! I don't want to die!" Phil said as he let out a single tear, not being afraid to show emotion in front of his true best friend. They decided to keep it a secret.
   Over the next few weeks the hand grew and grew. Phil continued to make YouTube videos, he just wouldn't film below the nipple, he had to keep this a secret from everyone. Dan and Phil even taught the hand some of their secret best friend hand shakes. It was responding to the fun. When they watched Game of Thrones the hand even started twitching with glee.
   Later that month, something unexpected happened. Dan and Phil were finishing another pancake session when the hand started violently vibrating.
   "Dan! Help!" Phil screamed as the hand started gesticulating wildly. Dan could only stand and watch as the hand started to extend out of Phil's chest. The hand was reaching for Dan. Instinctively, he started pulling it, as something happened that none of the British boys would ever expect. After a few pulls, there wasn't just a hand. There was an arm, an elbow. An entire human was being dragged out of the inside of Phil. He was giving birth. There was a giant wet explosion.
   All that was left of Phil was a lump of skin. And there, standing in the kitchen, was a completely naked Harry Styles. Dan gave him a pepper pot to cover his modesty.
   "Thanks for pulling me out there, mate." Said Harry as he grabbed a pancake from the pan and walked out of the door. Dan looked into the middle distance. His face was no longer filled with confusion. It was no longer filled with horror. It was filled with revenge...
TO BE CONTINUED... (maybe)