Lollipop
So, this is it, the last Sequel to The Fault of being Guilty. I originally want not to make it this way and make this Story to a nice K rated Thing, but now it is going to be a better T rate. I do not own anything except the Story. If you read, I dare you to give me an review, I NEEEEED Feedback. And Yes, yes I will continue with a new Story, I have a pretty good idea of unknown length ^^
It is a cold and windy day. A group of several People is walking on Danville Graveyard towards an snow covered Tombstone. A Woman come loose and brush the snow from the stone. She sighed, when she read the name:
Phineas Flynn
Born: ../../..
Died: 09/../2012
Mystery Woman´s POV
It had been ten years, ten and a half years to be exact. It had been ten years since I last saw him. It had been ten painful years since i lost my beloved son Phineas F. Flynn after a terrible accident. He left me and my Family much to early. Now, I´m Standing here, right in front of his Grave, like every year. My Husband and my Daughter are the only ones who are not here right now. Ferb and his Wife Vanessa are here, together with Thomas, their beautiful boy. Jeremy is here, together with his Daughter Amanda and the Twins Fred and Xavier. Buford and Millie were here with their Daughter Alexis, Baljeet and his Wife with their Twins, also the former Fireside girls troop 46321 with their husbands and Childs. It might be perfect, when I would not miss my Phineas from being here right now.
Amanda´s POV
Aunt Isabella, do you remember what you promised me on my birthday party?
What do you mean, Amanda?
You promised me to tell us how you fall in love with Uncle Phineas 25 Years ago.
Did I? So, then I had to do what I promised. I remember it, like it was Yesterday. It all started with my Dad.
Isabella´s POV (Flashback)
When I was four, I walked into our house in Denver, Colorado. I wanted to show my daddy the Leaf I found outside. I was a multi colored leaf, with red, green, brown and orange. When I came into the Kitchen, I could here my father yell to my mother at the floor.
How did I deserve a woman like you, you are the catchiest woman alive.
Don't you dare to talk with me like that, you drunken fool. Do you ever think what you will do to your daughter with your behavior?
That? That brat is much to catchy to be Mine. It might be the one of the mailman or the milkman!
How could you! You insane bastard dare me to be infidel? You, who got your own coffee cup in every brothel in this rotten city?
Yeah. Maybe I go there sometime to get the love and passion you were not able to give me. You know, I will leave you alone with your brat, I will go to a friend, until our divorce is official.
I heard the front door slam. Than, I hear my mother running through the Bedroom and slams the door behind her. Quietly, I reached the Bedroom and opened the door. My Mother was laying on the bed, crying her Heart out. When she notice me, she looked up, directly in my horrified eyes and sobbed. My Hija, from now on we are two, ok?
I could not stand her upset view and run to my room. I throw myself on the bed and started to cry. I know it, from that moment on, I know it. All men are heartless dirt bags. The next couple of weeks, I let nobody close to me, when a boy in Kindergarten started to razz me that I did not have a father, I finally ticked out. After what I heard later, he was able to eat liquid foot on his own again after just two month. After this, my mother decided that I need space to our old life. She told me would move to a city called Danville. She told me she lived there some years before I was born.
Past Phineas POV
Oh man, that house across the street is empty for so long now. I hope there will move somebody in soon. Maybe a little family with some kids in our age.
Past Isabella´s POV
Finally, we reached Danville. It was a small town. I heard from my mother that they had a Little Sparks Group here and she just signed me in. So I might get some friends. Only Girls, for sure. Boys are Dirt Bag.
Past Vivian´s POV
I´m very worried about my Hija. I hoped the move would bright her mind and let her smile again. But she still decided to lie in her room. And she still marks every boy as a living devil. I had to do something. Suddenly, the doorbell rungs. It was a young, Orange haired Woman with a little, roundabout 8 Year old Girl and an nearly 4 year old boy.
Past Linda´s POV
"Phineas, Candace, would you please come downstairs now? I want to Welcome the new neighbors with me"
Sure mum.
Like a flash, my Kids was behind me. When we went across the street, Phineas prayed.
Please have childs in our age, please have childs in our age.
After I rung, a young, Hispanic looking woman with raven hair opened the door.
"Hello, welcome to our neighborhood, I´m Mrs. Flynn, Linda Flynn"
Hola, I´m Mrs. Garcia Shapiro, Vivian Garcia Shapiro. Nice to meet you. Would you like to come in?
"Sure"
And who are you, my little friends?
That are my little angels, Candace is 9 and Phineas will turn 5 next week.
Hola Ninos. That means "Hello childs" on Spanish.
So, have you Childs, Vivian?
Yes, I have a little Hija, a little Daughter, she is 5. But I hope to be Mrs. Shapiro soon, I am in divorce with my Ex right now. Because of it, it is not easy for her right now, she had a little fight with a boy back in Denver because of her daddy leaved her and said some not s fine thinks, she started to thing that all Boys are …
Past Isabella´s POV
I heard the doorbell. I was curious who it might be, so I silently went downstairs. When I reached the Kitchen, I see my Mother talk with another woman. By her side there were a older Girl and an … "DIRT BAG! " Afterwards, I run upstairs, stomping and slamming the door to my room.
Past Vivian´s POV
Ai, that was a bad timing. I looked at a confused and shocked Linda and restart to say: "Like I said she started to violate every boy, just because of my ex Husbands Treatment.
Past Linda´s POV
Oh, that is sad. I wish I could help her. But her daughter should not judge every boy for nothing. My Phineas is very handsome for his age. Well, I decided to leave, I would invite her and her daughter an other day.
"It was Nice, and itr is nice to have you around, you might come over to Phineas Birthday next Wednesday"
For Sure, we will be proud to come. See You soon.
I left and go to my House with my surprisingly silent child's.
Past Phineas POV (Thoughts)
Poor Girl. She seems to be so upset. She will need some friends. I will make her my friend. She is sweet.