ANOTHER Phineas and Ferb Movie (still don't own P&F characters, but I own everyone else...you know what, Disney can have them, too)

Yes, my friends, it's finally starting! The sequel to "A Phineas and Ferb Movie!"

Read and Enjoy,

sanakito _

Episode 0: Prologue

Note: Italics - Isabella's Diary ***Asterisks*** - Music

Sunday, August 31 Dear Diary:
It has been 4 years since the Battle between Good and Evil, and my separation from Phineas...as my boyfriend. Now, we are really close...but not in a boy-girl kind of way. I'm more close to him than my girlfriends. Our first day as freshmen in high school is tomorrow, and we all decided to change our classic clothes into something new for this part of the year.

"Issa, mi hija," Her mother shouted out. "The Mr. and I are going shopping for your new clothes!"

"Did you get my list?" The little girl shouted back.

"Si. We asked your friends' mom next door if you could stay over until we come back."

"Thanks, mom!" She goes down her stairs and zooms out the door before her parents got into their car. "Bye, mom. Bye, dad." She runs across the street to the Flynn-Fletcher's backyard. She opens the gate and notices her two pals resting underneath the very same tree. "Hey, guys."

"Oh, hi Izzy," Phineas said, in a slightly different voice, which Isabella liked. "Heard you getting some new clothes..."

"Yeah. Kinda growing out of these clothes," she said, showing her signature outfit. "What about you guys? You should change it up a bit, too."

"What do you think, Ferb?" He asked his step-brother.

"Well, our clothes were in style...but that was so years ago," he answered. "I'm in."

"Great! We'll tell mom." The boys go running into the house. Isabella rests where Phineas sat, under the tree. 'Phineas...in new clothes...' She could imagine the possibilities, but she was forced to cease her thoughts when two people entered the backyard. "Oh. Baljeet, Buford. What are you guys doing here?"

"Where's red-head and green-dude?" Buford asked.

"In the house."

"Hi, Isabella," Baljeet waved.

"Hi."

"You look...nice." Isabella looks a little creeped out when he compliments her.

"Thanks?" She said. The two inventors went back to the backyard.

"You guys made it. Great! Ferb's got the basketball. Let's get going."

"Huh?" Isabella said. "Wait! What about me?"

"Come with us." She joins the boys.

At Danville Park, Isabella watches as the brothers played against the nerd-bully combination.

"Hey, guys!" Isabella shouted. Everyone stopped and came over.

"Yeah?" Phineas asked.

"You know what could make this game even better?"

"Playing it on the moon?" Phineas said, happily.

"Trampolines?" Buford suggested.

"Gravity boots!" She answered.

"Hmm...you may be onto something. Ferb, let's get the tools." Both boys pushed a button on their watches, which activated their Portable Particle Transporters (PPTs) to teleport from the park back home. Seconds later, they come back with the tools. "Let's get crackin', dang it!"

"Again with the street thing?" Buford said.

"You're not street," Ferb concluded...again.

"Yeah...hey, where's Perry?"

Perry hasn't had a mission for a while, but his alarm goes off. He puts on his fedora and tosses it to a secret button beneath the light switch in his owners' room, triggering an opening beneath him, as his hat comes back on his head like a boomerang. He falls through a tube, landing in his chair. Pushing a button on the machine under the big screen, MM's face appears on the screen.

"Agent P, we suspect that Doofenshmirtz has been collecting all the glass in the Tri-State Area. Honestly, how does he get the money for all of this stuff? Anywho, we need you to get over there and put a stop to it." Perry salutes as he, too received a PPT, and teleported out of the hideout.

As he beamed into...

***Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated!***

Doof stands there shocked.

"How did you..." He asked. "Well, no matter." He bushes a button and traps him in a cylindrical glass container. "Backstory time! You see, Perry the Platypus, back when I was young, after the gnome incident, my family and I went to a carnival. It was my first time at a carnival: rides, cotton candy, corn dogs, even the circus. But what really caught my eyes was the glass blower. He'd just sit there, blowing away on that long tube thing and create the most fascinating things: vases, bottles, and glass bowls. It gave me a sinister idea. As Monobrow has already told you, I've collected all the glass in the Tri-State Area, minus the ones used for windows, doors, etc. Anyway, my plan is simple: With this glass," he showed his nemesis the glass. "I will create a giant dome and place it over the entire Tri-State Area!" He pushes the button on his remote, bringing up his latest invention. "Behold, the Glass-formator...-inator." ***Bum, bum, bananum!*** Perry gives his 'seriously?' look. "Now you're probably wondering, 'Why would he do this? What does he plan to do?' It's easy, really. At each end of the city, I'll have a toll booth. So the only way anyone is leaving is if they pay me $100 per person! Ha ha ha! Including children! Ha ha ha!" Perry's expression doesn't change. "I know, I've tried the toll booth thing before, but this time I've really planned it out."

Thanks to Isabella's idea, everyone is now up in the air, literally, but they're not playing basketball.

"Guess we forgot to alter the gravity of the ball," Phineas concluded. "...Oh well. Let's go have some fun." The 5 kids start running, shocking all those below them. They stop when they approach a tall building. "Hey, watch this." He said, jumping onto the building. Now he's sideways, walking on the building.

"Cool!" She said, joining him.

"Great idea, Issy."

"I know, right? But I'm curious..."

"Yeah?"

"How long does this last?"

"Ferb knows."

"Approximately 4 hours," he answered.

"Guys..."

"Oh, no..." Baljeet said as Isabella looked at her watch. "Don't tell me..."

"It's been 4 hours!" As if on cue, the boots' gravity power vanished...and everyone started to fall...about 50 stories high. "AHHHHH!"

"Guys! Listen!" Phineas shouted. "Click your boots together!" They heard him and did as instructed. Clicking their heels together, their gravity boots became...flying boots? Everyone safely lands on their feet. "You guys Ok?"

"Yeah." Baljeet said.

"That was gnarly!" Buford shouted.

"Yeah! Let's do it again!" Phineas said.

"No!" Baljeet quickly declined.

"I suppose you're right. Our parents are probably back with our clothes anyway...plus, there's something that I want to do." Phineas agreed. "C'mon, guys. Later Baljeet. Buford." The three kids head home, when Ferb receives a phone call. They could hear his 'Phinendroids and Ferbots' ringtone.

##
"Hello?"
"Hey."
"Mary."
"Can you come over today?"
"Sure."
"'K. Bye!"
"Later."
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"Sorry, guys," Ferb said, "Gotta run...or fly." He said, flying off in the opposite direction.

"Guess it's just you and me, huh?" Phineas said. They walk to his home, talking about a time when Izzy's hair was all frizzy. "I thought it made you look...funky. In a good way."

"Thanks...I didn't notice it until now, but your hair has gotten longer."

"I know. How does it look?"

"Nice."

"Have you ever thought of braiding your hair?"

"Braiding this?" She said, holding her hair. "Never..."

"I don't think it's such a bad idea. When we get home, I'll show you a simulation of how your hair would look braided. At least take a look at it."

"Ok."

Back at DEI...

"Now, Perry the Platypus, watch my foolproof plan...in action!" Before he did, he gave his usual speech, causing the glass to crack and eventually, break. Doof pushes a button on the machine, firing it at the glass. They both watch as the glass was formed, but to Doof's disappointment, it only formed a giant vase. "Aww, dang it!" Perry, seeing another failed attempt of city domination by his nemesis, teleports. "Curse you, Glass-formator...-inator!"

Phineas and Isabella make it back to his house. They go upstairs to his and his brother's room. Inside, he pulls out a laptop. He uses his camera on the very top of his laptop to take a picture of her.

"I hope you got my good side," she said.

"What good side?" Phineas joked. She pouts.

"Hmph!"

"You know I'm kiddin'. Come here. Check it out." She joins him. "Here's how your hair would look braided." He shows her the picture. "What do you think?"

"I look bald!"

"Ok, we'll adjust the hair a bit so it doesn't look that way." He changes the picture up a bit. "How about now?"

"It doesn't look...me, you know?"

"I guess it doesn't. How about a ponytail?"

"Yeah. I can do that."

"Maybe I should put my long hair in a ponytail, too, huh?" She blushes when he mentioned that. It instantly popped into her thoughts. 'Wow...he's gorgeous...'

"YES!" She shouted, then restated, "I mean, it would really suit you."

"Ok. I'll do it..."

"Phineas? You mentioned that you wanted to do something else. What is it?"

"Sorry, Izzy, that's a secret. You'll find out tomorrow." 'A surprise! Ahh!' Then, she hears his parents.

"Isabella, your mother is here!" Mother Flynn-Fletcher called out.

"Be right down!" She replied. "Gotta go. Expect a surprise from me as well..."

"Can't wait..." She leaves. His mother walks up the stairs to the boys' room. "I'm ready, mom."

"You sure you want to do this?" She asked, a little worried.

"Yeah. They won't even suspect it."

"Ok..."

Next day...

Monday, September 1 Dear Diary:
Phineas is going to reveal his secret today! I can't wait! I hope my new clothes are as good as his surprise...

Somewhere in Danville...

"We're finally here," A boy with dark purple hair said. "Guess we should certain people a visit, huh sis?"

"Yeah. I can't wait!" A girl with light blue hair replied.

TBC...

Who are these two? And who are they to visit? You probably know, but for those who are wondering, I won't reveal it until next episode. This was just the Prologue: a part of the story that happens before the real story actually begins (I think). Anyway, next installment should be in a day or two. Also, look out for my new story, "The Story of Ferbessa", as a special request from a certain person (you know who you are). Gimme a few days, 'k?

sanakito