A/N: Okay, I was looking through a forum on PnF pairings when I got the idea for this fic from a post by digigirl02 (shoutout!). So...yeah. I don't own PnF. I probably never will. I'd like to be on it though. Okay, I'm getting off topic. Just read the story. PS: They're 13 here
Isabella banged the gavel on her desk. "I now call the first ever meeting of the Phineas Flynn Fan Club to order. First order of business, roll call." She cleared her throat. "Irving?"
Irving squealed.
"Isabella? Yep!" Isabella giggled. "Ferb?"
"Mmhhmmdfff!" said Ferb.
"I'm sorry we had to tie you up!" said Isabella. "You wouldn't have come otherwise."
"Mmhhmmdfffmm!" said Ferb.
"Okay," said Isabella. "What have we tracked on the Phineas radar?" Irving whipped out a GPS-like device.
"So far today Phineas has been home, at the grocery store, at the florist and at the card store," he said.
Meanwhile, Ferb had managed to get the gag off his mouth. "You people are mad," he said before hopping back across the street.
"Hmm. Well, we can go on without him. "Third order of business. Did he remember?"
"Did he remember what?"
Isabella sighed. "Did he remember that exactly one week from now is the 8th anniversary of the day we met?"
"Well, Phineas has a great memory. I'm sure he remembered."
So that was the first meeting of the Phineas Flynn Fan Club. Hope you liked it!
