Welcome to our story! By 'our' I of course mean this story is being written by both Spazzumtard and HigherSilver.

I will admit that this chapter is not one of my favorites. This is more of a prologue or introduction and it was a battle to write. Even though it is still pretty good, the upcoming chapters are much better (if you can believe it). Anyway please read, review, and we will reply.

Disclaimer: Considering the authors of this fanfiction are both female with neither of their names are anywhere close to resembling Dan or Jeff, its a safe bet to say that Phineas and Ferb do not belong to either of them.

Last Day of Summer

[Isabella's Age: 12]

Compared to how crazy and wonderful Phineas had made the entire summer, the last day before school starts was sure to be the biggest blowout of all. I was excited and decided to skip across the street. Not so much excited for school—more for being able to see Phineas again. Adyson asked me a couple of days ago if I was getting tired of seeing him every day. My answer to her was "Of course not!" How can someone ever get tired of seeing the person they love? And maybe we'll have a lot of our classes together! I smiled brightly at the thought.

As I got closer to the Flynn-Fletcher backyard, I slowed to a walk. It was curious. There weren't any construction sounds or anything. There weren't even any voices. My smile faltered as I opened the gate. No Phineas in sight. No anyone in sight. Oh wait, there was someone. Ferb was there sitting under the tree scribbling in a notebook. But where was Phineas? Maybe I should come back later. But before I could back out of the yard, Ferb looked up at me and waved. I couldn't just leave. That would be really rude.

So I walked over. "Hi Ferb. Where's Phineas?"

Ferb just shrugged. It irritates me sometimes that he doesn't talk often.

"Is he here?"

He shook his head.

"Where is he?"

Another shrug. Argh! I wish he'd just say something! Maybe I should go home. I could watch for Phineas from my window. But I didn't want to leave Ferb alone... So I sat down next to him instead. He looked over at me with an almost blank look. There was a hint of something in his eyes though—surprise maybe? Did he not think I would stay? Ouch.

Okay, so I was thinking about leaving, but that's not the point.

"So, whatcha' doin' today?" I asked. He shrugged, again! I frowned at him, but schooled my features quickly. I hope he didn't see it... He's been looking at his scribble pad almost this whole time. "You're not doing anything?" He affirmed. "Why? Isn't there something that you'd like to do?" I nearly pleaded with him. I wanted to do something. It was boring just sitting here. If Phineas were here it wouldn't be though.

Ferb let out a breath and set his notebook aside. He looked up at the leaves above him. I suddenly felt self-conscious. Was I bugging him? Maybe I should go home... I fidgeted, preparing to stand up but not sure what to say. "You know," he said. I froze in surprise. "There is something I've been wanting to do."

I sat up straighter and smiled. Awesome! Something to do to pass the time until Phineas came back! "Really? What's that?" I asked. I did not expect him to just lean over, nor the quick peck that he put on my lips!

He kissed me. HE kissed ME! He just leaned over and kissed me! Why? Why would he do that? He backed away and grinned at me. What should I do? Should I say something? Wait, he's getting up. He still has that grin on his face! He's gone. He just walked inside, leaving me out here, as if he hadn't just done that.

What just happened?! Why did he leave?!

Wait, why am I upset about that?

"Hi there Isabella!" a new voice said in an excited tone, nearly scaring me to death. Phineas was home. Oh no, did he see that? I hope not. That would set back so many years of planning!

"H-hi Phineas. Um—I have to, uh... go... home now." I have to think about what just happened. "I'll be back later." Hopefully I can calm down and act normal around the both of them.

"Sure thing, Izzy," he said. Was that a smirk? No, Phineas doesn't smirk. It must have been a trick of the light—er, shade. I'm still sitting under the tree after all.

Oh right, I need to be heading home or he might start asking questions. I hurry and stand up. "Bye!"

Phineas just grins and waves to me before walking inside. His grin looks a lot like Ferb's did after he kissed me (Ferb kissed me! I still can't get over that!). I wanted to smack it off of his face. Then I should smack Ferb too—because of the grin and the kiss.

And I still can't figure out why he would do that.

I really hope Phineas didn't see it.

Hours later, I still couldn't figure out why Ferb would kiss me. I mean, I can understand why someone would want to kiss me—I am awfully cute after all—but I couldn't think of why Ferb did it! And I couldn't stop thinking about it—it just wouldn't leave my head! I don't think I've ever thought about one thing for three hours straight in my life. Except for Phineas, of course. Finally I decided to head back over to help with today's project. I can get through a day pretending nothing was bothering me, right? I've done it before—but it was thoughts of Phineas that was distracting me.

I stepped out my front door to head over and help with whatever the activity is today, but stopped in surprise. Apparently the guys were already done with their project.

A block party. Really Phineas? That's what you come up with? We've had quite a few this Summer. It's nothing new. Well, I guess it is the last day and this could be considered a 'going away' party of sorts. But really, school is starting tomorrow! Instead of holding a party and celebrating shouldn't it be more like a—well, a funeral?

I guess there are some who do look forward to school (coughBaljeetcough), but not me. I love summer, and being with Phineas every day. If only we could have been alone every day.

My thoughts were interrupted by a "Mom! Look! Mom!" Oh gosh, Candace was trying to bust Phineas and Ferb again. She had just pulled Mrs. Flynn-Fletcher out of their house and was pointing at everything. I wonder how it will go wrong this time.

"Wow, the city decided to throw a block party. How nice," Mrs. Flynn-Fletcher said before walking off to a food booth.

"What? No! Mom!" Candace exclaimed, running after her. Same old Candace. Maybe she'll calm down a bit now that school is starting? No, probably not.

"Isabella!" someone called. I turned to see Ginger running over to me. "There you are! I've been looking all over for you!" She grabbed my arm and started jumping up and down. "I asked Baljeet if he'd like to go on the Ferris Wheel and he said yes!"

Wait, there's a Ferris Wheel? Probably a stupid question, but how did they pull that off? Maybe Phineas would like to take a ride with me...? "Really? That's... great," I said with a grin, pushing down my small amount of jealousy. "How—how did you get him to agree?"

Ginger shrugged. "I just asked him," she answered simply. I blinked at her in surprise, but before I could respond, her legs started twitching. "Oh, I'm so nervous and excited, I have to go pee. Bye Isabella." She waved and ran off towards my house. The girls knew they were welcome anytime, and I'm sure my Mom would offer up the bathroom to probably anyone who asked—if they could get past her to the bathroom, that is. She tends to ramble.

I shook my head with a grin when Ginger simply opened the door and rushed inside without even knocking. Smart move, but that girl is still weird. She just asked him? No way. That's too easy. It wouldn't work. And I'll prove it! I'll ask Phineas to go riding on the Ferris Wheel with me and when he'll say no I'll call Ginger out on what her plan actually was. I smiled a determined smile and went off to find my redheaded neighbor boy.

After looking for what felt like hours (but what was only maybe a few minutes), I finally found Phineas talking with Irving and Buford at the Candy Apple booth, each with a different colored apple of their own. I felt my stomach clench, but decided quickly that there was no way I was going to ask him in front of them. I still walked over anyway. "Hey guys. Whatch'ya doin'?"

"Candy Apples," Buford stated, holding his blue one up.

"Yeah, want one?" Phineas asked, gesturing towards the booth. The woman taking the orders looked up at me.

"Pink, please?" I told her. She nodded and with a bright smile handed me a pink colored candied apple.

"Look look look!" Irving said with a giggle, pointing with his green apple (the same color as Ferb's hair. I think Irving might have a problem...) towards the Ferris Wheel where Baljeet and Ginger were getting on.

"Whoa ho, Baljeet," Buford laughed, talking to himself considering that the duo at the ride couldn't hear him. "Going on with a girl. Must be serious."

Phineas looked between Buford and the blushing couple curiously. "What's serious about that?" he asked, taking a bite out of his traditional red coated apple.

"You know, a boy and a girl... alone..." Irving started, sounding eerily like Phineas when we were in Paris, but he trailed off as he saw Phineas' confused face.

"It's romantic," Buford explained shortly. I scowled at the off-handed sound of his voice.

Phineas nodded in understanding. "Oh. Well, good for Baljeet, I guess."

Buford grabbed the back of Irving's shirt. "Come on, fan boy. I'm goin' to ambush them as they get off and I want a picture of Baljeet's face when I give him the biggest wedgie of his life."

"Ugh," I scoffed when they were out of hearing range. "Why does Buford do that to Baljeet? He's going to totally ruin his chances with Ginger."

Phineas looked over where Buford was waiting. "They have an odd friendship."

"So, um," I started. I was nervous about asking him—though it was just to prove to Ginger that you can't just ask a boy to do something. I took a deep breath. "Phineas, would you like to go ride on the Ferris Wheel with me?" I asked, then hurriedly took a bite of my candied apple.

Phineas shrugged. "Sure."

See, it doesn't—wait, what? I could feel my face practically glowing and my cheeks hurt from the wide smile. "Really?"

"Yeah, let's go," he said simply, taking one last bite of his apple before tossing it into a bin nearby.

I was amazed. It actually worked! Mentally I was doing a happy dance. The only evidence of that outside of my mind was the almost-skipping I was doing. I've come a long way from freaking out so much that I needed to slap myself. I was proud of that fact.

And then it all crashed.

"Uh oh," Phineas said, looking off to the side. "Looks like the ostrich got loose again. I gotta go help. Maybe Holly would go with you?" He told me with that innocent grin he always wore.

I didn't really know what to do other than stare blankly at him. "Um... sure, Phineas..." I said robotically as he ran off. I sighed sadly and walked towards an ice cream booth. Ice Cream, the cure all to heart break—or at least a band aid.

I knew you couldn't just ask a guy.

Wait, why is there an ostrich here?

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