A/N: This is the first of my one-shot/songfic requests, I hope you enjoy. See bottom author's note for info on how to suggest ideas for my next one-shots.
Marry Me, by Train. Request by 14AmyChan
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters mentioned, which depresses me greatly. I also don't own "Marry Me" (see? notice that I didn't use the actually lyrics of the song this time to avoid getting into trouble with the site, only the basic idea of it).
Ferb was typing furiously on his computer, searching every key word he could think of that had to do with "proposal" or "hand in marriage". "Don't worry, Vanessa, this is going to be perfect," he muttered to himself, rubbing his aching hands. He had been at this for hours. Ferb was determined that when he asked Vanessa for her hand in marriage, everything would be as memorable as he could make it. He wanted it to be like in the movies—moonlight, a picnic, his arms around her to keep her warm. Ferb had been in love with this girl since he was ten years old, even though she was four years his senior, and now, at nineteen years old, he had been considering popping the question for almost a year now. He even had the ring hidden in his sock drawer.
Suddenly, the door to Ferb shared bedroom burst open, scaring Ferb half to death. "Phineas!" The Brit scolded. "You don't have to push it open that hard!"
"Sorry, bro," Ferb's step brother Phineas answered with a light hearted grin. "But I've had the best night. Isabella and I have been just cuddling on her couch for the past hour, watching one of those great old black-and-white horror films with her mom's old projector. Oh, Ferb, I can't believe I've been with her for seven years! Oh Ferb, I love her so much! When we're together, it's never enough. I have to be holding her, feeling her breath."
"At least you're having some luck with your love life," Ferb sighed quietly, turning back to his computer.
"What do you mean Ferb? What's wrong?" Phineas looked concerned and tried to peek at Ferb's computer. Ferb quickly minimized the tab; he didn't really want his brother's involvement here if he could help it. He wanted to do it on his own.
"Sorry bro," Ferb mimicked Phineas' earlier statement with a smile. "This is mine and mine alone."
"You want to propose to Vanessa, don't you?"
Ferb thought that he probably looked like he'd been slapped in the face. "How did you know that?" He asked incredulously.
"Well, Ferb, you're my brother," Phineas answered simply. "And…I needed to borrow some socks one day and found the ring." Phineas at least had the decency to look embarrassed here. "But don't worry, I can help!"
"Phineas, who have you ever proposed to?" Ferb dismissed the idea of having his romance-impaired brother help him with a problem this big.
"Isabella," Phineas answered immediately. Ferb's jaw dropped.
"You've proposed to Isabella?" Ferb gasped. He figured that Phineas would've told him something this big beforehand, they were brothers after all. Ferb had planned to tell Phineas in a few days.
"Well, not exactly," Phineas admitted. "We we're eight years old."
Ferb looked at him. When Phineas didn't continue, Ferb nudged him with his shoe as the red-haired boy plopped onto Ferb's bed. "Well, go on," Ferb urged. "I've never heard this story before."
Phineas smiled and continued. "Well, we we're only eight," he repeated. "So it wasn't official.
"But we were in the park one day with our moms. You weren't there for some reason; I guess you were with Dad. Anyway, Mom and Ms. Garcia-Shapiro were just sitting on a bench talking and Izzy and I were running around on that big grassy meadow that we use for kickball sometimes.
"We passed this big bunch of wildflowers, and Isabella immediately ran over and jumped in them, scattering the pastel petals everywhere. I took a dive after her, and we just sat in the flowers for a while, stripping them of their petals every chance we got. Finally, Isabella held up a beautiful pink flower of some kind, I'm not a flower expert. It matched her dress perfectly.
"'Phineas,' she said, 'if I can blow all the petals off this flower in one puff, then you have to marry me.'
"'Okay,' I agreed. I didn't see anything wrong with it—Isabella was the only girl I knew, and I didn't really understand the idea of marriage yet. So Isabella took in a big breath of air, and blew as hard as she could. I guess she liked me, even then, because she really gave it her best shot. Every petal blew into the wind, in one puff, just like she said.
"'I guess I have to marry you now,' I told her.
"'Don't you want to?' She asked, tears filling her eyes, mistaking my tone for indifference.
"'Of course I do,' I said immediately. 'You're the prettiest girl in the world." I dug around in my pockets for a moment before pulling out something hard and plastic. It was just a cheap plastic ring with a fake diamond on top. I guess I had won it in a gumball machine or something. But I slipped it carefully onto her hand, and it sparkled in the sunlight.
"'Are you really gonna marry me one day, Phineas?' She looked at me.
"'Yes, yes I am," I replied solemnly. Eventually, our mom's called us back over to go home.
"'Mommy, Mommy!" Isabella cried. 'Lookit Mommy, I'm getting married!' She proudly showed off her new ring.
"'Aw, did Phineas give her that?' Ms. Garcia-Shapiro asked, smiling. I looked at my scuffed sneakers and blushed.
"'That's so sweet,' Mom cooed, ruffling my hair. I don't really remember anymore after that, I guess we all went home. I wonder if Isabella still has the ring."
Ferb smiled a bit and flicked his brother. "So you liked her even then," he prodded.
"I supposed so," Phineas answered. The boy had been digging around in Ferb's sock drawer, and he finally pulled out a glinting object and tossed it at his green-haired brother. Ferb's quick reflexes allowed him to snatch it out of the air, and he turned up his palm to examine the shiny thing.
It was the ring he had picked out for Vanessa. Gold and shimmering, it had cost Ferb all the money he had been saving for a trip to visit his cousins in England. It was small, measured to fit Vanessa's slender hands, and had only one jewel on top; a stunning perfectly-clear diamond, a little smaller than a dime—meaning pretty big, at least for a diamond. Ferb had prided himself on finding the perfect ring, and it had taken him days of wading through jewelry stores.
"I still plan to deliver on that promise to Isabella one day," Phineas gave Ferb a lop-sided grin as he grabbed his cell phone from his nightstand and headed for the door. "But I believe it's your turn today, bro." Phineas winked, and with that comment, he slipped out of the room. Ferb just sat staring at the ring.
Suddenly, Ferb had a moment of clarity.
He didn't need the perfect night, or an expensive tux. He didn't need to spend hours combing the internet. He didn't need to over-think this Big Idea.
All he needed was Vanessa.
And with that, Ferb grabbed his cell phone from the space next to his computer, and quickly pushed his first speed dial. "Hello, Vanessa?" Ferb said as soon as she picked up. "I need you to meet me at Danville Park at eight PM, in that grassy meadow we used to use for kickball. Just look for the wildflowers. I have a surprise for you."
A/N: Okay, that was my first ever request. Not too shabby, huh? Anyway, here are the rules for requesting (please request, I like your ideas more than mine sometimes, my fellow PnF-obsessed fans)
Rules:
1) I only accept requests for Phinbella, Ferbnessa, Fermily, Candereremy, Montnessa, Stacetrane, and maybe a few others. If you have a pairing you think I'll like, give it a shot. Nothing gay or lesbian, I don't write those. I'll also accept friendship and stuff like it (see rule 6) for Phineas and Ferb, Candace and Stacy, Ferb and Candace, even Doof and Perry...just little moments between friends and family.
2) Please make sure you specify whether or not it's a songfic. I need to be able to look up the song if I don't know it.
3) If it's not a songfic, than send me a subject, maybe a few words long (ex: ice cream, dark, in the waves). Make sure you specify that it's NOT a songfic, so I don't try and look it up.
4) Please don't make multiple requests. I'm only one fangirl. Wait until I've written your other requests before reviewing me with new ones.
5) Keep it K+ and below, please, nothing too adult or inappropriate for someone around my age: a young teen (13-15 yrs)
6) Make sure you add something like friendship, romance, hurt/comfort, tragedy... The same kind of things you use when you're picking genres as you post a story
Ex of review with request for fanfic: Water, with Phinbella and Fermily, romance, request by phinbella-luvr22
Ex of review with request for songfic: Over the Rainbow, from Wizard of Oz, Candace and Stacy, friendship
7) Try to keep it light. I don't want a bunch of stories about car wrecks or whatever like some people write, and remember, if your request is deemed to sad by the powers above (me), then it may not be interpreted the way you thought it would be.
Well, that's it guys
Ciao!
-Cutie
