A/N Hey guys, it's me again. I just finished posting my story "Lost in Time" and wanted to post this quick story I just thought of. Please review. Thanks! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Phineas and Ferb. The show, as well as the characters, songs, etc. belongs to Jeff "Swampy" Marsh and Dan Povenmire.
Isabella's POV
I wake up, and as always greet Pinky. I walk over to the mirror and fix my insanely frizzy hair.
"Oh there you are Isabella" I say to myself. It is funny to refer to yourself in the third person. I get myself dressed in my signature pink dress and walk downstairs.
"Hi mom" I great tiredly.
"Hi Isa, let me guess, you're going to Phineas's house today." She said jokingly.
I raised my eyebrows, and calmly replied. "Err. It's Ferb's house, too" I say.
She just laughs quietly and finishes her breakfast. I force myself to stop laughing, and make some toast.
I finish my small breakfast, and grab the door handle. After a quick goodbye, I run across the street. I race over to the gate and open it. Right away, I notice that no one's there. That's weird.
Oh man, how awkward is this! Either I walk away, hoping no one saw me, or I go right in. I think I'm close enough to the Flynn-Fletchers to at least call out to them.
"Phineas! Ferb! You guys here?" I call out.
"Yeah Isabella, right over here" Phineas calls out. It sounded like it came from by the house. I start walking into the yard towards the house. That's when I find him. Ferb is nowhere to be found, so it's just me and him. YES! I mean- yeah, cool. Oh who am I kidding? YES! As I'm walking, he seems to see me, because he starts walking towards me.
"Hey Phineas, watcha doin'?" I ask sweetly.
"Oh not much, just waiting for Ferb to get ba-".
In the end of his sentence, he tripped over a wrench on the ground, and was hurtling downwards. That's when I notice he was coming in my general direction. I didn't have time to move, so I braced myself for the fall.
I guess he tried to make it so I wouldn't fall, because he grabbed my shoulders and tried to push me gently enough to move me, but it was too late. It actually just switched our positions so I ended up on top of him. It was a pretty awkward position; he was still holding my shoulders, not to mention I was on top of him. Oh, and that's not even the most awkward part. I completely lost my balance, from the shock of the moment, and my lips landed on his.
Yep. That's how it happened. That's what caused our first kiss, and dating. That's what caused our eventual marriage, and three kids; not to mention 8 grandchildren. Just an innocent little accident.