Chapter 1
Ages:
Phineas - 14
Candace - 18
All others - 15
Disclaimer: I do not own Phineas and Ferb.
This is my first FanFiction story and prety much my first non-school story I have ever written. I am trying to get in tune with my creative side. Hope you like it!
It was a cloudy and gloomy evening all across Danville. It was getting darker, and a heavy wind was blowing from the east tossing various branches back and forth in the trees. The environment seemed to have an effect on the Flynn-Fletcher family, for they were just exiting the mall and they suddenly felt tired, worn out, and bored all at the same time.
"Boy am I sure glad to get outta this place" commented Phineas to his step brother, Ferb. Ferb looked at Phineas and blinked in agreement.
Linda turned her head around before speaking. "Oh quit your complaining boys, today was a wonderful day"
Phineas was surprised she even heard them, and more surprised she scolded them. He gave Ferb a shrug, in which he responded with one of his own.
To Phineas and Ferb, today was almost a waste of a day. They had done nothing but go to the mall to buy new clothes for summer and look at things that were way over-priced and unneccessary. What was the fun in that? Phineas swore that he didn't understand grown-ups at all, and hoped that he would never become like that when he was older.
"Candace was lucky" thought Phineas, "she got to go hang out with Jeremy, her best friend. Boy, i would have given a lot to go do something fun with my best friend." Phineas thought of Isabella, and his mood began to rise out of the toilet. "At least there is still a little time to do something left".
They all reached the car and got in without a word to each other. Off they went, homebound. When they reached their house, Phineas and his brother grabbed their things that they had gotten at the mall that day and proceeded upward to their room. After they had set their things, Phineas started practically charging out of the room.
"What's the rush for?" smirked Ferb.
"Oh, nothing. Just gotta ask mom if I can see what Isabella's up too" Phineas responded.
"But it's 7:43" Ferb protested.
"Oh well, gotta try anyway". And with that he was out of the room.
As Phineas came downstairs, he heard the TV flicker on and his Father mumbling something under his breath. Perfect.
"Hey dad, can I go see what Isabella's doin' right now?"
"Hmmmm. I'm not sure, after all it is getting a little late. Why don't you ask your mother?"
"Drats" was all Phineas could think of because he knew his dad was a lot more likely to say yes than his mom; that is if he chose to answer. Phineas didn't bother to ask his mother, he already knew the answer would be no. And so with that, he went back upstairs into his room where Ferb was sitting on his bed with his computer in his lap.
"Hey Ferb, what are you up to?" asked Phineas. Ferb pointed at the screen and twisted his laptop around so that Phineas could see. There was a menu with buttons on it and at the top it said in bright orange gradient letters: "Orange Alert 3".
"Ah, practicing up on our Real-Time Strategy game Orange Alert 3?" Phineas smirked.
"More like just play for fun", said Ferb "You're the one who needs practicing".
"Rematch, then?" inquired Phineas with a hint of pride. There weren't many things that Phineas could do better than Ferb. The only one he could think of at the moment was giving speeches. Phineas wanted to win at this game too.
"You're on" Ferb challenged with a flare of competitiveness in his eyes.
Phineas booted up his laptop, while Ferb lie there in his bed and thought of a strategy to beat Phineas. "You clearly have the advantage" thought Ferb, "you have had time to think and have nothing to defend". Ferb had nothing to defend because he had been beaten in the most recent match between them by an ingenius tactic that Phineas had used. "Well, you know he won't try that backdoor rush again".
Right before they were about to start, Phineas looked at the clock on their dresser and noticed it had turned 8:00.
"Uh, Ferb. We might have to postpone this match. Isabella always calls around 8:00"
"You're just trying to stall" joked Ferb. He knew Phineas wasn't really stalling.
Almost on cue, the phone next to the clock on the dresser started ringing. The caller id said "Garcia-Shapiro, Viv..." because the whole thing didn't fit and the phone line was under her mother's name. Isabella never called his cell phone. He once asked her why, but she never really gave him a straightforward answer. Phineas took a deep breath before answering.
"Hello?"
"Oh, hi Phineas. Watcha doin'?" Phineas found himself lost inside that lovely, melodic voice. "Hurry up and stop thinking weirdly", he mentally scolded himself.
"Oh, well, uh, Ferb and I were about to play a rematch of Orange Alert 3".
"Nice, would you guys mind if I joined you? You know it would be fun".
Phineas was worried now. He couldn't say no, and he didn't really want to but... The last time Phineas played against Isabella he had gotten creamed, despite the fact that he was more experienced, or at least he thought. Phineas wanted to win so he could intimidate anyone else he played, and therefore, have an advantage.
"Sure, bring it on!" Phineas said with false confidence.
Ferb adjusted the map for 3 people and Isabella joined the party.
The console chat box on the right had a message in it.
Phineas: Ready?
Ferb: Bring it.
Isabella: You bet.
Ferb, the host, put his cursor over the start button and clicked. "Why is Phineas so intense right now, it is just a game", Ferb thought, "Then again, Isabella is playing". A smile slowly crept across Ferb's face.
And there you have it, Chapter 1! This really just sets up the match they play and inspires the project of the day that follows which ultimately leads them to the awsome adventure part of the story. Please review! It is what keeps the author going and actually gives him/her more ideas. Plus I would like to honestly know so i can improve my story and writing style and skills. Thank you very much for reading this. I shall work on Chapter 2 in the meantime.
