Ok, so this was 3 story's that I had an idea for, the combined them all into 1. Please Review! I like to know what people think of my stories and if I should keep writing. :) I'll post chapter two soon!
Isabella's P.O.V.
I walk over to Phineas's house finding the will to ask him to the dance tomorrow. I stop in front of the house rehearsing it one more time. I wanna start out normal so he doesn't suspect anything. "Hi Phineas, What'cha doing?"
I here a car door slam and turn around to see Miss. Flynn pulling out of the driveway. She waves as she drives past. I wave back and open the gate forgetting that I was practicing. Ferb is sitting there reading with a bored look on his face.
"Hey Ferb. What'cha doing?" I ask.
"Well," he says in his British voice. "We were going to make a portal to the other side of the world, but Phineas is sick today."
I gasp and put my hand over my mouth. "He hasn't been sick all summer! Is it bad?"
"Well, mom says it's just the common cold. I looked online at symptoms of a cold though, and I beg to differ. This is no cold. So Phineas drew me some blueprints an I built a sick-away thing. Now he will be better in two days, instead of 3 weeks.
I blink. "You know I've never heard you talk that much. Ever." He shrugs. "So can I see him?" I ask eagerly.
"Sure. Mom said to keep it down though."
I practically run into the house, but then tiptoe into there room. Phineas smiles as he sees me.
"Hey Isabella." He says he voice all scratchy.
"Hi" I go over and pet Perry who is sitting on the edge of his bed. Then, I go over and sit on the floor. "What's up?"
"I dunno, Mom says I have the cold, but I believe what Ferb said, This is not the cold." Phineas squeezes his eyes shut and pulls his blanket up to his mouth and coughs for a long time. After about a minuet, he stops.
He sighs sadly and looks up at the roof. Then he gives a little smile. "Today was supposed to be the best day of the summer. And look at me now. Stuck in bed with the only company all day is you, Ferb, and a platapu- Hey where's Perry?"
Perry's P.O.V.
I fittle with my tail waiting for Major. M. to tell me what to do. About a minuet later he finally appears.
"Morning agent P. How was your night?" He says, trying to make small talk.
I don't have time for this. Phineas must be missing me already. Poor little guy. I put on my mad face telling him through my chatter that I'm in a rush.
"Ok, Ok. "We've been getting reports that all the Pizza ingredients in the Tri-State area are gone. This has Doofinsmerts written all over it. You know what to do."
I salute him and jump into my hover jet. My roof opens up and I fly through it.
Vanessa's P.O.V.
I roll my eyes as my dad recites his "Evil" plan to me.
"Dad, why can't you tell this to your little platypus friend?" I ask. Then look at my watch. "I have to go in 5."
"What platypus friend? What-what are you talking about?" he says.
"The one who you always trap, he ruins your plans then you always say 'CURSE YOU PERRY THE PLATYPUS!' and then you blow up?" I say.
"Oh, Oh you mean PERRY the platypus, well he should be here any second, and THEN, I will explain it." He folds his arms and grins.
"Whatever."
I run down the street with my hair blowing in all directions. Looking at my watch I realizing I'm late. I stop in front my favorite restaurant, The Enchanted Pizza and look around. Closed. The sign says. That's strange for a Saturday afternoon. I call Jamie. No answer. Brad. Nope. Jacob? Nada. I close my phone and look around. Well now what?
I skate down the street trying to find something to do, when I see some one with green hair sanding on the side walk. I stop to see who it is.
"Ferb?" I ask amazed that we once again crossed paths.
"Vanessa?" He replies with the same tone of voice.
"What, what are you doing here?" I asks getting off my skateboard.
"The question is, what are you doing here. Because this is where I live." We sit down on the curb.
"I was just, skating around..." I say awkwardly.
The silence between us is to long for me, so I say what's been on my mind all afternoon. "Are you going to the falling stars dance tomorrow?" He looks surprised, but then shakes his head no.