A/N: Hey guys, I'm back with a new story. Now, I know I have uncompleted stories, but I am completely at a loss of how to finish them, or even go forward from the parts I have last wrote. This story though, has been playing around in my mind for a while, and I have re-written this beginning more than a few times. I plan to make it about 10 chapters long, with a possible epilogue. That doesn't mean it is definitely going to be that long. Now, on with the story.
Love Snowflake x
Prologue
There once lived a beautiful princess, called Isabella. Isabella was like a stereotypical princess look-wise. She was beautiful, with silky black tresses, shining blue eyes, and a joyous look always adorned her face. Unlike other princesses, she didn't want to find herself a prince to marry. Too many princes she had met were stuck up, and the rest just didn't seem right to her. One of the things the princess was looking for was love. Without love, she would never marry.
Princess Isabella loved to explore her family's kingdom; she would travel around the villages and towns at least once a week, visiting all of the people that looked up to her and her family, and joining in activities with the girls and boys her age.
It was on one of these visits when she met a family she had never seen before. The Flynn-Fletchers had just moved to the kingdom, and were one of the few families in the kingdom to be blended. They stood out in other ways aside from this though: two of the family were British, and the two sons had oddly coloured hair. The taller (and British) of the two boys had bright green hair, and the youngest of the family had bright red hair, different from his older sister and mother, who both had orange-ginger shades. All three children from the odd family also had peculiar shaped heads. The eldest, a girl named Candace, had a semi-circle shape for her head, much like Isabella's, although Candace's was at a different angle, held up by a rather long neck. Ferb, the green-haired, middle child, had a square nose, and a rectangular head, looking rather like a sideways 'T'. He also had peculiar eyes, which, from whatever angle you looked at him, the back eye always seemed larger than the front one. The youngest child, Phineas had a triangular shaped head, with a mop of his red hair perched upon the top of it, with his eyes and mouth aligned. What was most peculiar about the family, was that Phineas and Ferb, the two sons, were brilliant inventors; both 14 years old (the same as the princess), they could build a rollercoaster in a day.
Normally, Isabella would be entranced by the boys amazing talents, but that was not what drew her attention to them. None of their odd quirks could draw her attention more efficiently then the butterflies that erupted within her when she met eyes with Phineas for the first time.