A/N: Ok, here is my second fan fiction, a series of anecdotes. Enjoy! I would appreciate reviews.
Meeting Ferb
As told by Phineas
Mom was wearing a simple, silky white gown, and a beautiful white wedding-veil. Dad was wearing a white shirt, a neat black suit, and a red bow. Nine-year-old Candace was with them. She was a bridesmaid, wearing a frilly, sky blue coloured frock, and a hair band held her shoulder-length hair back in place. Their wedding had just finished. I was four then. I smiled up at Mom and Dad as they came over to me.
"Don't you want to meet Ferb?" asked Dad, ruffling my hair. I was excited, because I knew I was going to have a new brother. "Yeah," I said. "Me too," said Candace. Dad and Mom smiled. "I'll get Ferb," said Dad. He disappeared into the dispersing crowd.
Ten minutes later, he was back, with a small kid, looking a lot like him. He was a little taller than I was, and had untidy green hair. I stared at him with big, curious eyes. Candace smiled. He came over to us shyly.
"Hi," I said.
"Hello," he said, rather shyly. "What's your name?" asked Candace, in a friendly manner.
"Ferb," he said. "I am five,"
I smiled at my new stepbrother. He smiled, too. He looked quite nice when he smiled.
"I am Phineas, and this is Candace," I said happily.
Ferb's smile turned into a wide, mischievous grin. My smile became wider. Mom ruffled his hair affectionately, and he looked up at her curiously. She smiled kindly, and nodded to me persuasively. I didn't hesitate, and took his hand, as we walked down to the car. I had a feeling we were going to like each other a lot.