Hello! This idea has been jumping around, so I will put it up! My computer, being the dinosaur that it is, has been freaking out on me. I have been having difficulty logging in and the what-not. Also, Smiles' dream sequence is based off of a particular nasty nightmare I had last night. *shudders* Anyway, if you don't understand what is happening, see the preuel to this, Smiles Away! Enjoy! Read and Review!
"It is too late Perry the Platypus! Now behold as I turn all of the buildings in Danville into low calorie gelatin! Wahaha-" Doof's evil cackle is interrupted from a knock at the door. Doof gave a confused look to Perry. "Did you invite someone?" He asked the semi-aquatic mammal. Perry shook his head. Doof walked over, opening the door to the hallway outside. In the doorway stood a teary-eyed Smiles. "Smiles. My this is a surprise. Are you... feeling okay?"
"I messed up Doof. Big time." Smiles sobbed. Perry's eyebrows rose so high that they were lost in his fedora.
"Give me a second." Doof told him, walking over to the gelatin-inator and pressed a button on it. Perry watched with surprise as the bulky inator folded into a small block about the size of a brick. Doof picks it up and places it in the closet, as well as flipping the switch to open Perry's lobster trap. The three sit down on the couch, with Smiles in the middle. "Now, tell us exactly what happened."
"I-it all s-s-started this m-m-morning." Smiles stammered in between sobs.
Smiles was running, running. He looked behind him and saw the angry mob, becoming closer and closer by the second. He ran behind the corner, flattening himself against the wall. The angry mob rushed on past, all but a handful of kids.
"Get him!" Buford yelled, holding up a pitchfork. Smiles was running again, this time from his friends wielding farming implements. Smiles ran, the street seemed to grow longer, stretching out in front of him. The kids were gaining in on him fast. He reached into his pocket, grabbing his gravity gun. It fell to pieces in his hand. Phineas and his friends seemed to be growing larger and larger.
"No." Smiles moaned. He was getting smaller. A rat ran by about the size of a car, looking at him with mild interest. He felt something large grabbing his foot, pulling him into the air. He looked at the giant form of Phineas, smiling evilly at him.
"What should we do with the little troublemaker?" He asked the others, spinning Smiles in his hand. Smiles felt like he was about to vomit. He was snatched from Phineas's hand by Buford.
"I could just squeeze the life out of him." Buford suggested.
"Buford. You need maximum pain." Baljeat said, pulling out his notebook, scratching quickly. He showed Buford an intricate math equation, with several sketchs of what was to be done. Indeed, it looked painful. But he was snatched away again.
"I say we tie him to a fire cracker, and fire it into the sky." Ferb said, dangling Smiles by his leg again. However, he was snatched away, once again.
"No!" Isabella yelled, holding Smiles in her hand.
"Thank you Isa. I knew I could count on you." Smiles said. Isabella's soft expression turned to one of cruelty.
"I know one of the most painful things, where escape is all but possible." She opened her mouth, stuffing him in, and swallowed. Then he was falling, in the black.
Smiles was falling, but not down an evil giant's throat. He landed on Isabella, on the bed below his. Isabella's eyes quickly flung open. "Ow. What's the matter?" She asked. Smiles scrambled off of Isabella, tears coming to his eyes. He sat on the ground in a fetal position, rocking back and forth. "Smiles? It isn't bad that your invention has bugs. Not everyone is Phineas and Ferb." Smiles shook his head. "Then what's the matter?" After a moment of consideration, he retold the dream sequence to Isabella. "Wait wait wait. I ate you? You do realize that I would never do that, right?" Smiles shook his head. "It'll be alright. I'm not a blood-thirsty giant now, am I?"
"N-no. But you have to r-r-realise, I never had f-f-friends before. I'd just as soon lose them all. Maybe it'd be better like that." Smiles said tears rolling down his cheeks.
"Aw, Smiles. Don't think like that." Isabella said, putting a hand around his shoulder. "Everyone has started to warm up to you."
"Not Phineas." Smiles replied. True, Phineas was still upset over Smiles kidnapping Isabella and torturing her. What boyfriend wouldn't be?
"Okay. Maybe not Phineas. But you did a whole lot of good." That week Smiles had cleaned up the sun he had left, donated blood to Isabella (Even though he was afraid of needles), and helped Phineas and Ferb with their inventions.
"Yeah. I guess." Smiles said, giving an unconvincing grin. Isabella gave him a funny look, before heading into her closet to change. Smiles grabbed his usual red shirt with the yellow smiley face, and his matching red shorts in one hand and his green pajama bottoms in the other. He backflipped on the bed, landing on the floor, in his red outfit. He tossed his pajama bottoms into the hamper on the way out the door.
Seems like a normal day for the adopted Garcia-Shapiro. What happened that made him into the emmotional wreck on Doof's couch? Stay tuned!
