It's A Wild Cruise Ride!
Chapter 1: The Invitation
Okay, so I was recounting the fact that one of my stories was over, and I was thinking up new topics to write about to remain this popular on fanfiction. So I came up with this. THE CRUISEINATOR! You see, when I was a small boy, my parents would never let me go on a cruise-.
"NO, NO! WE DO NOT HAVE THE TIME TO LISTEN TO AN EMOTIONALLY SCARRING BACK STORY FROM THE AUTHOR!" Francis Monogram said coming onto the screen.
FINE! I'll tell you my story later… But until then, it was a good thing I created this, so I DON'T HAVE TO!
BEHOLD! THE DISCLAIMERINATOR!
See? See? I'm a genius!
Disclaimer made by the Disclaimerinator: Myron Greenleaf does not in any way, shape, or form, claim any characters or previously thought of ideas. Now it is Muffin Time!
Really? I'll need to fix that…... Oh well, until that happens, enjoy the story!
Isabella's Point of View:
"Isa, dinner time," my mom shouted from the window of the house over to the Flynn-Fletcher backyard was, which was where I was finishing up the day's activity.
"Okay mom, I'll be over in a minute," I shout. "Sorry guys, I gotta go to dinner now, see you guys tomorrow." I said the last part before exiting the backyard through the gate in their fence. I rush over to my house, open the door, go to the bathroom, wash my hands, and go to the dinner table where my mom was holding an envelope out for me. "What is it?"
"Well, judging from the return address, it is from the company that you submitted a raffle to for two free luxury cruise tickets, you remember those, don't you?" my mom asked.
"Oh those, yeah, I had thought my raffle submission had gotten lost or something," I said excitedly. "Well, time to see if I won or lost."
I opened the package and there sat two tickets for the cruise plus a letter from the man who ran the company's raffle competition.
Dear Isabella Garcia-Shapiro
I am pleased to announce that you have won this years raffle competition for two tickets on board a luxury cruise for a cruise trip around the world. All expenses for this trip will be paid for by the company (which includes the tickets, meals, and any entertainment, plus a $2000 allowance for personal spending per ticket). Congratulations on winning the raffle. I wish you well with whomever you choose to take on this cruise.
Please remember that the cruise leaves at seven am sharp this coming Sunday (08/08/01). Please do not be late for you WILL be left behind if you are.
Once again congratulations in winning.
Herman Shortez
Company Raffle Bureau
"Hey mom," I said really excitedly. "I won." Both my mom and I were so estatic about it. So we contemplated who I should pick. I wanted to ask my neighbor and my long crush Phineas Flynn, but my mom wanted me to take one of the Fireside Girls. I had to admit that both were good ideas, but I was firm in that I wanted Phineas to accompany me and declared that only if Phineas couldn't/wouldn't go with me on the cruise would I choose one of the fireside girls.
I ran over to the Flynn-Fletcher house and rang the doorbell. I was answered by Mrs. Flynn-Fletcher. "Oh hello Isabella, what brings you here at this hour?"
I look at my watch. "Oops, sorry Mrs. Flynn-Fletcher, I was wondering if Phineas was able to go on a world wide cruise with me this Sunday?"
Linda seemed to consider it for a minute. "Sure, he's available, I haven't seen him or Ferb do much this summer, so it'll be good to go out and see the world. Oh, come on in and extend your invitation yourself. He and Ferb are upstairs with Perry."
"Great, thanks," I said before going to the stairs and running up them into Phineas and Ferb's room. I knocked on the door, heard a 'come in' and opened the door to see Phineas in his PJ's, Ferb too but was having a staring contest with Perry. Phineas had a stopwatch in hand which was at 5 minutes and neither Ferb nor Perry had blinked yet.
"Oh, hey guys," I said wondering what they were doing. "Whatcha doin'?"
"Oh, don't you only say that once in an episode?" Phineas asks jokingly.
"Yeah, but it is nighttime, much past when episodes are done recording, so it is free for all," I counter smartly. "Which reminds me, I won this raffle where I got two free (all expense paid for) tickets for a cruise that went all around the world, and I was wondering if you wanted to be the person that I get to bring along.
Just at that moment when Phineas was opening his mouth to answer, Ferb blinked. "Hold that thought Isabella, and FERB LOSES ANOTHER STARING CONTEST TO PERRY! And both hadn't blinked for ten minutes. Congratulations both of you," Phineas said before turning around to talk to me again. "I'd have to check with mom, but I see no problem with it."
I giggled. "Already checked, a Fireside Girl is always prepared. Would do no good if I asked you first then found out from your mom that you weren't able to go."
"Good point, great, when should I be packed?" Phineas asks.
"By Saturday night, we leave by five in the morning on Sunday to be at the docks before it leaves," I say. "Well, anyway, see you tomorrow, which is also the day that you need to... be packed... oh well. Bye." I said before closing the door behind me and going out the front entrance.
"Oh hey, Isabella," Linda called from the kitchen. "When should Phineas be packed?"
"By tomorrow night, we leave at five in the morning for the port," I repeat. "Good night Mrs. Flynn-Fletcher." I closed the door behind me silently cheered myself for getting that done, and raced back home to pack everything I would need for the cruise.
Great, Francis is gone. So I can tell you my back story now for the Cruiseinator. Well, this machine creates a cruise. So I plan to shoot this machine into the story and create a cruise, but because Francis stopped me from doing it, it already happened. See? Isabella already has her tickets, Phineas is eager to go, and Ferb lost to Perry in a staring contest at ten minutes of no blinking. Congratz Ferb. Alright. Night Everybody.
Next Expected Update: 8/8/11 Around 3:30 - 4:00pm (Eastern Standard Time).
Perry turns on his communicator hologram watch which shows Major Francis Monogram taking a shower. OH! OH GOD! PLEASE TURN THAT OFF!
