Mini Phil Flashes

<philsnip>
"Even the midget in there can tell there is something going on and trust me, you came VERY close just now to getting your love spuds removed and you being made to eat them back there. So I'm giving you a choice. Nice and calm. Just me and you talking here"
</philsnip>

Alex’s eyebrows knotted and he covered himself. More spud-damage? At the thought he accidentally made unsettling eye contact with Mini Phil.
'Something going on'? He supposed maybe that was something to do with Cass yelling at Boyd… And the looks Katrina had be-

Ah, yeah. That.
Love triangle. His fuzzy mind prompted him. Yeah, maybe he shouldn't be provoking Jay right now.
He was about to mumble his agreement but MP’s eyeballing unnerved him, and he didn't have the chance, before Phil carried on:

<philsnip>
"The shit you are taking..stop it...now..no special drinks..no more relaxtion medicince...trust me on this one..if you don't get your shit together like, right now..well, just ask the rest of the crew about what happened to Tara.
</philsnip>

Even Antisocial Alex knew what had become of Tara. His Adam’s apple bobbed nervously and he wondered if Phil was threatening to put him in a giant blender. He scratched the back of his neck, and frowned, wondering also if he should put a supportive hand on Phil's arm. Before he had chance to ponder it further, though, FeBuggure was off again...

<philsnip>
I can help you, but you have to help me help you...fucking hell that was cliched...you get my point..I can help..or I can make you wish you was never born...it's your call"
</snip>

Al’s frowning face softened in surprise. It sounded like… in his Phil-way... the GELF was offering to help him get clean.
Usual-Alex would've been a bit more withdrawn, irritable, and ashamed, but Mrs Narita's special blend had lowered his inhibitions. (Must’ve done – he’d never have told the others he was ‘daddybroody’ if he was in his normal frame of mind.) Mellow-Alex however, was kinda touched that someone wanted to help, and he opened his mouth to reply with something like: That’d be... good...

... Unfortunately, Phil's face to his groin, and Jay bursting in, startled him into silence.

<philsnip>
"When you two are quite finished, we have to get moving.."
</snip>

There was a FLASH as MP snapped a photo of the moment, capturing it in all its glory.

“Where did you get that camera?” Phil demanded.
MP shrugged.
He must have nabbed it off Artemis when the scientist was too out of his skull being a Judge to notice.

What would The Missus make of that holiday snap?

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