Chapter 1 – Helping Out

Ta da! I've started AYA in Izzy's POV! And on the same day that I ended the original AYA. Shocking, huh?

Some notes to start off with:

This is pretty much the EXACT same story as AYA, only in Izzy's POV. If you have not read AYA yet, I suggest you do.

You may have noticed I just completely skipped the first chapter. That's 'cuz Izzy wasn't IN that chapter. Go ahead, argue that Izzy could have her own morning montage like Phineas, but I'm not gonna have a totally separate chapter for that. I'm just gonna squeeze a quick one in the beginning of this chapter.

There is, once again, no Perry plot. I won't be including the Perry cutaway, either. You've already read that. No Pinky plot or Pinky cutaway, either. Pinky has NOTHING to do with the story.

Unlike the Izzy pet name Phineas has for Isabella, she doesn't have a pet name for Phineas. I guess Phin could work, but that's not very cute and everyone uses that.

You know how in the last story it switched POV's a lot? Phineas to Ferb to Buford, then back again? I can't really do that again, because it's been done to death and you already know what everyone else is thinking. It's all Izzy's POV from here on out.

Again, they are 10 yrs old, so cursing doesn't really exist. Sayings like "Oh Fudge" and "Sugar" are gonna come up a lot. Mature readers know what they really stand for. ~wink~

Ugh, too many notes! I realize now that I made a mistake in the last story. The Garcia-Shapiro's live across the street to the Flynn-Fletcher's. In the last story, I said they lived down the street from one another. I'm not gonna contradict the last story, so I'm just gonna use the same mistake in this one, too.

Okay, enough ranting. On with the first chapter!

It was a bright July morning when I woke up today. Birds singing, sun smiling, all that nice stuff. Today seemed like a great day.

After a quick bowl of cereal with mom and Pinky, I headed down the street to Phineas and Ferb's house. The regular delivery truck was in the driveway, and the gate door was unlocked, as usual. I found Phineas coming from inside the garage carrying a toolbox.

I called out my usual greeting. "Hey, Phineas. Watcha doin'?"

"We're building a spaceship," he replied. He handed blueprints from his back pocket to me.

I looked them over. He never ceases to amaze me, that boy. "Neat. Need any help?" I asked.

He pondered this for a moment, then said, "Well, we need to find some paint."

That reminded me that we had just finished painting Pinky's dog house the day before. "I've got a bunch of paint cans in my garage," I said. "You want me to get them?"

Just then, I heard a CRASH. Ferb was collecting supplies from the delivery guy, and he had a whole lot of what looked like sheet metal and Crazy Glue. He seemed to be struggling with it a bit.

"Yeah, and I think we need a few more pairs of hands. Could you get Baljeet and Buford on your way back?" Phineas asked, my attention back on him.

"Sure, no prob," I replied, leaving their yard back to my house. I faintly heard more crashing on my way out. Mom had left the garage door open, and light was able to reach easily into the garage. I had no trouble finding the cans. I loaded them into my red wagon, grabbing paint brushes on my way out.

On my way back to their backyard, I knocked on Baljeet's door. He stood there in his usual overalls, but they had a large tear in them.

"Hey, Baljeet. Why do you have that tear in your clothes?" I asked. Just then, Buford came into view behind him.

Baljeet pointed behind him. "That's why," he said tiredly. Buford just smirked.

I wish I could have ripped that smirk off his face. He's such a jerk, and he's always picking on everyone. But we needed to get back to Phineas.

"Look, I'd love to play 'Beat On Baljeet'," I said sarcastically, "but Phineas needs help building a spaceship. You coming or what?"

Baljeet seemed pretty excited. "Oh, that's way better that Buford beating on me!" he exclaimed, running over to my side.

Buford…well, not so much. "Eh, there's nothing else to do."

"Great," I said, not at all happy that Buford was coming along. We set off down our street back to Phineas' backyard. Well, Phineas and Ferb's backyard.

Not long after the three of us got there, Phineas and Ferb were pretty much done with the spaceship. We all painted on the first layer of paint on the ship. According to Phineas, it still needed two more layers, so that the paint wouldn't peel.

As we looked over the ship, making sure it was completely covered in paint, I noticed out of the corner of my eye Phineas slapping himself in the head. That was kinda strange. I walked over to him to see what was wrong.

"Hey, Phineas. What's up?" I asked.

He groaned in frustration. "I just realized we forgot to install the air conditioning system in the spaceship."

That was confusing. I thought there was no heat in space. I told him this.

"It is, but if we get close to the sun, we're gonna be burning up!" he replied, standing up.

That didn't seem too much of a problem. Someone just needed to install it while the rest were painting. I jumped at the chance of helping him out. "I don't mind setting it up for you guys."

"But then you won't get to paint." He seemed kinda guilty.

"Aw, that's alright. The parts are probably inside the ship, right?" I asked.

"Yeah, somewhere in the storage closet. I'm pretty sure we have a spare in there."

"Okay. Let me know when you guys are finished with the new layer!" I called out, walking to the spaceship door.

I stepped inside the spaceship, who's door opened all on its own. Futuristic-y, cool. I found the storage closet pretty easily; it was the only door besides the entrance and the bathroom. The air conditioning was in the corner of the closet, underneath some scrap metal. I gathered some tools, and carried it all over to the front of the ship, where all the controls were.

The ceiling was pretty low, so I had no trouble attaching the system. It was surprisingly lighter than I expected. It took only about 5 minutes to get it screwed in, and I found the on switch. But no matter how many times I pressed it, it wouldn't turn on. "Sugar," I muttered under my breath.

I guess it was gonna take longer than I thought.

How's that for a first chapter? Hope you like it!

Expect the next chapter later / tomorrow.