This Fan Fiction tells the story of when Phil and Keely finally reunite in the year 2121. I was an avid watcher and obsesser when the show was still aired. I am so disappointed in Disney for ending the show so early. This show marked the ending of the decent Disney Channel time period. How sad! Might be just my opinion! Also, not all facts are officially true! Oh! And yes, I am a girl, but keep in mind, this is written in Phil's point of view, so don't call me creepy! Comments appreciated please!

I saw the most beautiful creature that ever lived. My heart started racing. It was about to jump right out of my chest. The blond strands crashed onto her satin teal dress like a wave on the beach. There was something absurdly familiar about the back of this amazing woman. It had to be- none other than- Keely Teslow.

But I was far too afraid to walk on over there. I pondered, sitting farther up in my High-Tech 3000 plasma chair, but slowly slid back down once again. Plus, it didn't help that I was now 83 and it was quite a struggle to lift myself without my strength pills.

All of a sudden her glossy golden locks swerved around her head, revealing an equally ravishing front of a woman. I remembered that beauty mark right above her lip on the right side, an angel's kiss. And those eyes- those piercing hazel eyes. She flashed her pearly white smile in my direction. She was headed my way. I gulped deep in my throat. A rock formed in my stomach.

"Phil? THE Phil Diffy?" She laughed and her smile grew even wider.

"Yeaaass." I whispered in the hoarse voice I've grown intensely tired of hearing.

"It's… Keely. Keely Teslow?" She stared deep into my eyes. They almost seemed to change from the happy-go-lucky aqua I had known familiar to a deep gray shade of a thunderstorm, filling with remorse and sorrow. I must have appeared as though I had not remembered her. This thought built a lump in my throat I'd rarely experienced. The only other time I can remember a lump this large was when we first left Pickford, and, overall, the 21st century.

I felt the wrinkles on my face crack as I slowly broke into a smile, which made my cheeks turn cherry red. I didn't know what came over me at that moment. I just wanted her to think that I was still the "amazing person" she used to know. It brought back memories I thought I had forgotten a long time ago. Don't mean to use a cliche, but it all flashed before my eyes. "Keely! How have you been? You…look…beautiful."

"Thank you so much! You're not so bad yourself, Salt."

My eyes almost welled up. I couldn't believe she still remembered after all these years. "And Pepper." Was the first thing that leaked out of my mouth before I could think of what I would have said in a perfect world. I felt so dumb. I let out an embarrassed chuckle and looked away to compose myself.

She giggled and responded, "You wanna go talk alone?"

"Sure." I forced myself to struggle out of my plasma chair to follow her into the house.

"Phil?"

I stood silent.

"You remember the time before you left. You remember what I told you?"

I twiddled my fingers and stayed looking down. These were the memories I had taught myself to forget. They were painful. The roller coaster of feelings I experienced on that day made me feel old. Older than I had ever been subjected to. My body went limp and I cleared my head.

"You know that New-Ager?"

"Oh, that was a long time ago."

"I know."

"Can I tell you something?"