*Author's Note* Surprise! Here's a new story that I'll be continuing. Each chapter will have three times that Phineas and Isabella did something, or demonstrated something together. This one is, as evidenced by the chapter title, all about their teamwork. This will have far longer chapters than Gone In a Flash, along with some more mature themes at times. Gone In a Flash will not have any language or themes like this, and is, of course, far shorter in chapter length.
There's a catch, though; I am only doing YOUR requests! There are a few rules- it can't be explained for me. You can leave your suggestion, but don't elaborate on how to do it. If you leave an idea of what you had in mind with it, then I'll be really happy. Just remember, I won't do all requests, but the first two are definite if they follow those rules. Hope you all enjoy!
Age 11- Paintball, Game One
Jeremy swung his hand down on his guitar, the chord ringing out in a crisp, clear sound. It floated through the room for but a moment, before it was bombarded with many more strums after it. Jeremy began to hum into the mic, music flowing around him. The hisses and splats of the paintball game in front of him and his band made him laugh as the song began to kick off.
The boys had created an entire paintball arena, complete with jetpacks and a live band. Paint splattered the walls, the large tower in the middle glowing with lights that shone throughout the neighborhood. With no parents home until the next day, the brothers had gone all out.
Inside the metallic dome were rows and rows of cover, each smeared in stray shots. Phineas and Isabella were crouched behind two rows of hard, cool metal as paintball bullets sprayed the walls around them.
"Isabella, I'm gonna need that ammo!" Phineas shouted over the thwapping of the paintballs, his eyes darting from Isabella to the boy open fire at them. He swung his pistol over his head, blind firing at their attacker; when no thud sounded, he knew none of them had hit. The click that resonated from his paintball gun showed the lack of ammo. "Now!" he said, as if to clarify when he needed the ammunition. The firing continued, and Phineas looked over at the paint splattering around him.
The guns had been designed by the two brothers to hold large amounts of ammo; the paintball exploded before it hit the person, so no one would get hurt, which was just the way the boys liked it. It also added to the intensity of the game, seeing as each shot had a blast radius that could hit its target even if they had dodged; players had to be nimble and quick.
Isabella rummaged through her bag, trying desperately to find one more package of ammo. When her hand hit the box, she grabbed it hurriedly in excitement. The brothers had sealed each ammo pack for maximum difficulty, something she cursed them for now; she immediately took the curse back. Phineas just looked so cute with his little helmet, he looked like how he did with Meap…. his voice cut through her daydream, along with the hiss of the shots.
"Isabella! I hate to shout but-" his voice cut out as the fire rate increased; someone else had joined the fray. "I can barely hear anything over the sound of this gunfire! I really need that ammo!" The enemy didn't know he was out of ammo, seeing as he was pinned down. For all they knew, if they rushed him now he could pop them in a second.
"I know, I know! Sorry, Phineas!" Isabella shouted back, and grabbed the box, desperately searching for a tab to pull. The constant barrage of paint-infused shots didn't help her at all. When she failed to find the tab, she simply pulled the box up to her mouth. Tearing off the top with a voracious fervor, she pulled out the clip. Making eye contact with the determined-looking boy to her left, she tossed him the ammo.
He returned her help with a gracious, roguish smile. She felt her heart go aflutter as he loaded up his pistol and rifle, before tossing her the former. He kept the latter for himself, gritting his teeth.
"On my count, Izzy," he said. They had ducked down further under cover, both their hands rubbing up against the battered wood that made up their only protection against the hail of paintball shots raining over them. She nodded with a blush in her cheeks, and returned it with a wink.
"Three," he started. She made sure her gun was locked and loaded, and bit her lip as the anticipation of the upcoming fight finally hit her.
"Two," he continued, quieting down as the shots began to slow. Their ammo might have run out.
"One," he said, glancing at Izzy. "Ready?"
Her face was still tinged with a slight blush, her face fierce and determined. Phineas almost laughed, she was so cute. When that thought hit him, his eyes widened.
Probably the pressure of the game. That's all. What a weird thought.
"Ready," she said with excitement tingling in her voice. He pulled her up by her hand, and the two faced their enemies. Their ammo was almost spent, but their opponents had saved some for just that moment. As they opened fire, Phineas and Isabella returned it.
Phineas fired wildly, hitting two of the new combatants. When a stray shot grazed his ear, he threw himself to the floor to avoid a shot that counted. Isabella had her pistol out, hitting with pinpoint accuracy. She fired one shot into one of the last few enemies around her, hitting them directly in the chest. She bit her lip again, a sign of her intense focus, and fired two more shots in quick succession. She hit twice, both on the same girl in front of her. The original attacker looked at her with wide-eyes, and dropped his gun.
She grinned, helped Phineas to his feet, and the pair dashed towards the next hallway, behind the last guy there. She winked at him before firing a shot into his chest. She picked up his gun and ammo clip before looking down at her previous enemy.
"Sorry," she said with a grin. "Can't have any stragglers."
Phineas laughed, and held up his hand for a high five. "We make a good team, Izzy."
She giggled. "We sure do, Phin." The pair smacked their hands together, and kept them locked there as they ran down the hallway into the next fight.
Age 12- Pranks
Phineas and Isabella were crouched in Phineas and Ferb's tree, a large bucket of water perched next to them. It rocked back and forth precariously, accompanied by the muffled giggles of the pair. Isabella gasped, and showed Phineas her watch, wrapped around her arm. "Look Phin! Look! It's finally midnight!"
Phineas shook his head with a laugh. "Why do you still use a watch, Izzy? You have a really good phone!"
She huffed, pulling her arm away from him. "Phones are for calling and texting! Watches are for telling time."
Phineas started shaking with laughter, and her facade of annoyance broke. She grinned widely, and the pair made eye contact. They stared at one another for a brief second before breaking out into yet another fit of giggles.
"Shh! Shh!" Phineas whispered desperately, his voice cracking from his laughter. He put his head on Isabella's shoulder, which was rising up and down from her uncontrollable laughter as well. "It's finally April Fool's, we gotta.." His attempt to speak was yet again interrupted by his own, and Isabella's, laughter. "No, really! We told them to be here at midnight… we can prank them to- oh my gosh, Izzy, stop!" She was making a ridiculous face at him, which caused him to laugh even harder. He didn't even hear the gang under them.
"Dinnerbell said to meet him here! Something about a great big project," Buford said irritably.
"Well, greater and bigger than our usual," Baljeet countered, before cowering under Buford's look of disdain.
"Shut up, nerd. We're missing our annual bully and nerd convention for this, so it better be worth it!" Buford stated firmly.
"I hope it takes a long, long while. Two and a half hours exactly," Baljeet said tiredly. Buford glared at him.
Isabella and Phineas had their hands over each other's mouths, their giggles muffled under each other's hands. Phineas' feet were kicking as Isabella tickled him, and his laughter was becoming more and more audible as her grip slackened; her laughter was getting the better of her too. Thank goodness Ferb hadn't fallen for their prank; he would've known they were up there before they even thought of climbing the tree.
"Maybe Dinnerbell is formally announcing his relationship with Girly?" Buford said gruffly.
Baljeet laughed. "As if! It would take a lot of ridiculously obvious hints of her affections in order to get that one to even make sense to Phineas!"
Buford stared at him. "Have you even been here all summer? She's been doing that since she first met him, is what Ferb said-"
Baljeet rolled his eyes.
Phineas' constant laughter and the soft canopy of the trees muffled the conversation below them to him at least, but Isabella turned a bright red. If it kept up like this, Phineas would know about her feelings for him! Her mind racing, she used a classic Fireside Girl solution. She reached over to the back of Phineas' neck, where he was most ticklish. His eyes widened, and shook his head rapidly. She grinned, and tickled him.
His legs kicked out from the tickling, knocking the bucket of ice-cold water onto the boys below them. Their loud screams of protest got another round of laughter out of the two perched in the tree.
Baljeet's head poked inside the tree, obviously standing on Buford's shoulders. "You two! You!"
Isabella and Phineas grinned with laughter still dancing in their eyes.
"We make a good team, Izzy!" Phineas said as he wiped his eyes and contained his laughter, finally.
"We sure do, Phin!" Isabella chirped back, and the pair clapped their hands together.
Age 26- Marriage
Phineas and Isabella had always made a good team. From paintball to pranks, gaming to yardwork, whatever it was; they always complimented each other perfectly.
Marriage was a foregone conclusion for the two when they had gotten together, finally. They dated through college, married at graduation, and had a child shortly afterwards. They hadn't needed to take their relationship slowly; they had already known every single detail about the other person from their decade of knowing each other beforehand. They trusted each other completely, and the pacing was perfect for two so familiar with one another.
The baby had thrown its food across the room? Isabella cared for the crying child while Phineas scrubbed the spot of impact. The baby needs a lullaby? Phineas and Isabella were there to sing a duet.
Phineas would come home from his work in order to help Isabella get ready for her job in the afternoon. The two worked together to raise their child, and eventually the next, and the next after that.
When the night fell, it would always be just the two of them. Isabella would come home at 10:00, where Phineas would be waiting with a meal he had prepared for the two of them. They would cuddle on the couch as the baby slept quietly in its crib.
He would always be the first to fall asleep, his head resting on her shoulder. She would smile softly, and walk him to their room.
Their relationship, like all good relationships, was a commitment. It's a team effort, and if one person does all the heavy lifting, then it's not a good one. Phineas and Isabella never had that problem.
They were a team from the moment they first met. They always relied on one another, and spending their lives together was the ultimate reward for all of that teamwork.
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