CHAPTER 1
Yay! First ever Phineas and Ferb and Austin and Ally crossover! I love both shows, and thought that it would be fun to write a story for them. The only problem was coming up with the idea…
I don't know where this one came from, but I really like it, so I hope that you guys do too! (It's really random)
This all occurs before Kira Starr comes in….so, everything before Ferris Wheels and Funky Breath. As for Phineas and Ferb…eh, we'll just say that it comes after the episode Primal Perry, but before anything else after that episode.
I know I should be posting my sequel to The Tail of Gravity Falls, or at least putting up the last chapter to that (LOL) but I needed a break from mermaids.
I don't own Phineas and Ferb or Austin and Ally!
GENERAL POV
"Man, am I bushed," Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz muttered to himself as he slumped into his penthouse apartment at almost one o'clock in the morning. "Why must LOVEMUFFIN parties get so crazy?" the evil scientist groaned as he shut his door behind him, rubbing his eyes to get used to the dark room in front of him.
"Light switch, light switch," the doctor mumbled, fumbling his hand along the wall to find the switch. His fingers brushed over the surface of a switch and he flipped it up.
Almost immediately, a beam came from one of the –inators sitting on the balcony.
Heinz frowned, and then shrugged. "Oh well. At least it was pointing up," he muttered as he gave up on finding the real light switch and stumbled to his bedroom, tripping over several pieces of machinery in the process.
He flopped face down onto his bed, and without bothering to put on pajamas, started snoring like there was no tomorrow.
"Wake up Ferb!" Phineas Flynn yelled brightly at 6:30 that morning, jumping on his step-brother's bed. "It's a brand new tomorrow!"
Ferb rolled his eyes and sat up, shoving Phineas lightly onto the floor. Phineas just grinned good naturedly and bounced back to his feet.
"Come on, bro, did you forget what we're doing today?"
Ferb frowned for a moment, racking his brain, and then his neutral face broke into a smile and he hopped out of bed with as much energy as Phineas. Said boy grinned. "Awesome! Come on, we can't throw a benefit concert in our pajamas!" he said, skipping out of the room with Ferb following him.
"Well, we could," Ferb pointed out, "but it would be awfully odd."
Trish De La Rosa stormed out of Meat Me in St Louis, the deli she had been working at for the last two hours, and spun around, chucking her ham salad hat on the ground. "You can't fire me because I quit!" she yelled into the store.
Before anyone from inside could respond, Trish stomped away and flopped into a chair at the mall food court.
It was currently 9:30 am, and Trish honestly couldn't believe that she had already been fired from this job. Then again….she had made ham and cheese rollups and eaten all the salami.
She sighed and leaned back in her chair, wondering what on earth to do now.
The sound of chair legs scraping on the cement across from her made Trish look up to find a girl from school sitting down with a stack of waffles. What was her name….? Oh, right!
"Um, hi Jordan," Trish said with a nod, recalling that Jordan was in several of her classes, along with Austin, Ally, and Dez.
The blonde haired, hazel eyed girl looked up with a smile. "Hi, Trish. Sorry, were you saving this table for someone? I saw you sitting here and was like, 'Hey, I know her; I'll go sit with her.' Should I leave?"
Trish shook her head. "Nah, you're fine Jordan."
Jordan grinned and sliced into her waffles. "Thanks. What are you planning on doing today?" she asked in a chipper voice. Obviously a morning person.
Trish shrugged. "Well, Ally, Austin, Dez and I are getting together for a Team Austin meeting later."
Jordan looked up and swallowed. "Who?"
Trish rolled her eyes. "Dez. You know, tall, obnoxious, great filmographer...and no, I don't think that's a word."
Jordan shook her head and looked at Trish curiously. "No, I know who Dez is. I mean duh, he's my lab partner. No, who's Austin?"
Trish laughed. "Oh, ha-ha very funny Jordan! That's a good one!"
"What's a good one?" Jordan asked, looking very confused.
The dark curly haired girl frowned slightly. "Saying you don't know who Austin is. Come on. You guys are in band and chorus together."
"Are we?" Jordan's eyebrows crinkled together, and Trish was starting to freak out. Had Jordan hit her head or something? But then why would she know Trish and Dez? "Funny, I don't know an Austin."
Trish stood up quickly and nodded. "Well, I got to go, Jordan. Enjoy your waffles."
Jordan waved, still looking confused as Trish darted off towards Sonic Boom.
Several times on the way there, Trish stopped people she knew and asked them what they thought of singing sensation Austin Moon.
No one knew who she was talking about in the slightest.
Ally Dawson sighed and handed over the bag with the guitar pick and harmonica over to the young woman who had purchased them. "Thanks for shopping at Sonic Boom, ma'am. Have a nice day."
The woman nodded and left, holding the door for the mailman as he came in with a handful of things for Ally and her father.
"Thanks, Marcus," Ally said as she tipped the mailman and took the mail from him. "Have a good day."
"You too, Ally," said Marcus with a tip of his hat.
As soon as he was out of the store, Ally squealed in delight and found the Cheetah Beat magazine she had been expecting. Austin was supposed to be featured for a couple of pages on the inside, and she couldn't wait to read what Megan had said about him.
She flipped open magazine to the pages that Megan had given her and blinked, startled. All three pages were completely blank. Just…nothing. Only the page numbers in the bottom corners were there.
"Ok…" said Ally slowly. "Obviously some kind of printing error."
She tossed the magazine into the recycling bin and was about to go out and buy a new one when Dez, Austin's best friend and video filmer, ran in clutching his laptop and looking panicked.
"Ally, we have a problem," he said, setting the computer down on the counter and frantically typing at the keys.
"What is it Dez?" Ally asked. "I was about to go buy a new issue of Cheetah Beat. The one we got didn't have anything about Austin in it like it was supposed to."
"That's just it," Dez said anxiously. "There's nothing about Austin. At all. Look at the website."
He spun the computer to face Ally and the girl jumped. The page was completely blank, with nothing but the categories at the top and blank videos littering the screen. Dez's name was written in the corner of the screen, and Ally was listed as the songwriter, but there was no mention of Austin anywhere.
"What the heck is going on?" Ally asked. "Did all information of Austin get wiped out for some reason?"
"It's worse than that," Trish said, coming into the store in time to hear the last sentence, a worried look on her face. "No one knows who Austin is. Not even some of our friends."
Ally blinked and looked at Dez. "What do you mean?" she asked nervously.
Trish sighed. "I mean, everyone I asked had no idea who Austin was. Not even Jordan from Biology."
Dez frowned. "She's my lab partner. She should know who Austin is!"
"Exactly what I'm saying!" Trish cried, throwing her hands into the air and walking over to the counter. "Why does no one know who Austin is, but we do?"
"Hang on," said Ally slowly, "are we sure it's just us? I mean, the whole world can't have forgotten about Austin."
At that moment, Austin burst into the store, a terrified look on his face. He looked like he'd been crying, and Austin Moon did not cry. Ever.
"Austin, what's wrong?" Ally yelped, not yet ready to tell him if he didn't know.
"Nobody knows who I am!" Austin yelped, pacing the store anxiously and running his hands through his hair. "I woke up this morning and went downstairs for breakfast, and my mom and dad flipped out, thought I was a burglar. They said…they said they never had a son."
Ally winced and walked over to Austin, giving him a gentle hug.
Dez looked up from the computer grimly. "It's official, Austin. I don't think anyone in the world knows who you are."
Austin gulped, his Adam's apple bobbing. "How do you know?"
Dez sighed. "I just emailed my cousin Aya in Japan. I have her go over a lot of your videos before I post them, because she's got a really artistic touch when it comes to technology. I asked her what she thought of you as a singer. She had no idea who I was talking about."
Austin groaned and sank to the floor, dropping his head into his hands. When he finally looked up, he found his friends all looking at him in concern.
"So…if no one else remembers me, than why do you guys?"
Ally shrugged. "I have no idea, Austin. But it's a good thing we do, or you'd be completely alone."
Austin flinched and Ally realized that that was probably not the best thing to say under the circumstances.
Dez walked over to his friend and held out a hand. "Come on, buddy."
Austin took Dez's hand and allowed himself to be hoisted off the ground. "Rather than moping," Trish said, walking back over to Dez's computer, "we should probably find out what on earth happened to make everyone forget about you."
Doofenshmirtz walked out onto the balcony and studied the trajectory of the –inator he had accidentally set off that morning. "Oh. Whoops. It's pointing at a satellite. Well, that would affect the papers and the internet."
He glanced at the settings on his Forget-About-it-inator 2 and rolled his eyes.
"Well great. Its set to make everyone forget about the first person the beam hits. I wonder who it hit…"
Oh, Dr. D. Your clumsiness made everyone (almost everyone) forget about Austin! What are you going to do now, Austin?
What do you think so far, guys?
This shouldn't be too long of a story...at least, I hope it won't. I really want to finish typing my sequel to The Tail of Gravity Falls. But this story idea has been in my head for a while, and I really wanted to get it out there.
Leave me a review and let me know! (I'm figuring this out as I go, so I'd love some feedback!)