Chapter 1: In the Fortress
Disclaimer: I do not own P&F
Isabella's heart broke as the group was shoved and pushed down halls full of mutated and disfigured replicas of the classic bathing suit. She couldn't help it, "That's, just so wrong! They're just horrible!" She exclaimed, eyes wide in concern but full of righteous fury. The kids were brought to a halt in a large room and stood in front of Mr. Random, of Random Swimwear (Random Swimwear, Be Wet... Arbitrarily).
"You'll have to excuse me if this device seems incredibly threatening," laughed Mr. Random, "it's only because, well, it is INCREDIBLY threatening!" The kids gasped as Phineas exclaimed, "Klimpaloon!" At the sight of the innocent bathing suit chained to an observation table. Out of the corner of his eyes Phineas saw Isabella's hands fly to her mouth. "As you saw, my previous attempts to create the future of swimwear without Klimpaloon just were not working-" "You fiend!" Phineas interrupted, and in what he thought to be a kind attempt to comfort his shocked friend, reached for Isabella and pulled her little closer to him. Isabella did not quite realize what had happened until the deed was done. It's not that she was afraid, heck she once faced a giant video game villain at least 25 times larger then her with just a camera, but Phineas' gesture was enough to boost anyone's spirits, and, in Isabella's case, melt her heart just a little more. She felt the corners of her mouth tip up, momentarily forgetting their predicament.
"Look," said Mr. Random, interrupting her bliss, "I'm giving Old-Timey here a new twist! 'Flashback, to Fashion- Forward!'" Exclaimed the twisted entrepreneur, "it's a little high concept, but look!" A screen door revealed an indoor pool, and the guards that had previously been hauling them towards captivity proceeded to tear off their dark snow coats, revealing matching Old-Timey Bathing suits that mimicked Klimpaloon's green and white stripes, and therefore ridding themselves of any shred of intimidation the guards had left. The children watched as they arranged themselves into complicated formations and swam around the pool in perfect sync while Mr. Random sang about how he had plans to revolutionize the very fabric (ha, get it?) of swimwear itself. The number finished with a human fountain and the kids stared with obvious indifference. 'Please,' thought Ferb, 'I myself have seen many a musical number, and that was less than average.' 'Agreed,' his mind replied, 'and you've been in just as many, too. Not that you...ever... sing... much...'
Ferb's thoughts derailed as the number ended and Mr. Random expectantly waited for praise. "Pretty catchy, dontcha think?" He said, after some time had passed. No one answered until Buford said, rather insolently, "if by catchy you mean, 'sucks-the-life-out-of-the-room-and-makes-me-wanna-puke,' then yeah." Isabella couldn't help but smirk. Even in the most dire situations Buford was still just as rude and candid as ever. Isabella had always had a soft spot for the brute, she knew deep down, like waaaay down inside, Buford felt a brotherly sort of protection towards her, and in the same brotherly way, never forgot to remind her daily that she was a girl, therefore unable to keep up. His constant taunts only motivated her to prove him wrong, and she found a weird sort of comfort whenever he called her, 'girly.' Mr. Random rushed to cover Buford's comment, "anyway, now that I have the original, I can figure out what makes him tick. Which brings us back, obviously to the incredibly threatening machine, so it's, uh, time extract Klimpaloon's life-force, and then, of course, infuse it into my latest swimwear line."
The kids watched with wide eyes as Mr. Random activated the machine, a loud buzzing began that drowned out Klimpaloon's repetitive, "nyang, nyang, nyang..." Isabella's heart was pounding as Phineas yelled over the noise, "We have to do something!" 'He's right,' thought Isabella, and she began to panic. She looked at the helpless form of Klimpaloon strapped to the table and she snapped. "How about this?!" She shouted. She could hear only the buzzing of the machine and Phineas' muffled cries of, "NO! Isabella!" as she hurled her body on top of the unaware swimsuit. She felt a shock as the ray of light hit her, heard the gasp of the kids in front of her, and a pitiful wail from the boy she loved. She locked eyes with Phineas one last time, and blue crashed into blue. She gave him a smile that said, 'Don't worry, I know you will fix me,' and then felt herself fade into nothing.
Hello! So this is my first fanfiction ever, and I hope you guys enjoy it! The more responses I get the faster I'll update, and I would love any pointers! Criticism, tips, praise I would love any of it, and thank you for taking the time to read my story! What do you think happens to Isabella? What do you think her life force is made of? Well, wait until the next update to find out! -Carleybee123