*So this story was not planned. I was just going to write the second chapter… But then I wrote the third… So I decided to write the first. This is dedicated to 14AmyChan where the second chapter was inspired from. That was a fun conversation. I know they are REALLY short chapters but, hey, enjoy! A three-shot! Surprise! Happy Holidays!*
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Isabella rolls over to the side of her bed and attempts to turn off her alarm. She stops half way noticing that her alarm did not go off. It was winter break, Christmas Eve in fact. Isabella brushes the hair from in front of her face and rolls out of bed. She walks to her closet and pulls out her now signature outfit for winter. She picks up her pink sweater and jeans, with pink boots. She brushes her hair and clips her bangs to the side with her pink bow clip. She opens her door and heads to her kitchen.
"Merry Christmas Eve, Mom."
"Merry Christmas Eve, Isa." Her mom smiles.
Isabella grabs an apple from the bowl on her kitchen and starts to head to the door. "Mom, I'm going to head to Phineas' and Ferb's!"
"Wait Isa!" Her mother calls suddenly.
Isabella turns to face her mother. "Yes, Mom?"
"Can't we… uh… have breakfast together? I mean it is Christmas Eve." Her mother stutters, slightly.
Isabella raises her eyebrows. "Sure, I guess."
Isabella pulls out a chair and sits down. Her mom and she have small chit chat as they munch on their food. Isabella watches her mother suspiciously; her mother is obviously keeping her, but why? Her mother stops talking and looks at her watch, she jumps up suddenly.
"Well! I'm full!" She grins. "I love you, mi hija. Have fun at Phineas' and Ferb's!"
Isabella watches her mother walk quickly out of the room. She shakes her head. That was weird… Isabella stands up and pushes in her chair. She grabs her coat and walks out of the door. She crosses the street and soon gets to the Flynn-Fletcher backyard. She pushes the gate door open.
"Hey Phine-"She stops, there sitting under the tree is Buford. No Phineas, no Ferb. "Um, hi Buford." She says walking. "Why aren't you with Baljeet?"
"He's with Ferb."
"Ah. And, um, where's Ferb?" Now she was getting suspicious, but she still avoids saying Phineas; she knows that Buford will make fun of her crush.
"He's inside getting some parts."
She takes a deep breath. "Where's Phineas?"
Buford smirks. "I don't know."
Isabella looks at him suddenly. "What do you mean?"
"I ain't aware of where he is." He says still grinning.
Isabella glares at him. "Really?" She steps closer. "You have no idea?"
He grins. "Nope."
She steps closer to him; she knows something is up now. "Whatever you say…"