Author's Note: I know I just edited my profile to say I wouldn't do this, but I had this story sitting around, unfinished, and I had to pick it back up. I'll try to finish this one quickly, but I'm going to try to keep it up to my usual standard.

I don't own Phineas and Ferb


It was a sunny day in Danville. Under a tree in a normal backyard sat two brothers.

"You know, Ferb, we've done so much that I can't think of anything we can do without repeating ourselves."

Ferb glanced at Phineas. He was right, of course. Now that they were 14, they had done many things, more than they could count.

"Well, I don't think we've done that yet," he replied.

"Yeah, but I want to save that for-"

A scream broke the relative silence of the morning.

"That sounded like it came from Isabella's house!"

The two run out the gate and ran into Isabella just outside, literally. The three of them crashed to the ground, but they all quickly got back on their feet.

As soon as Phineas noticed who they had run into, he asked urgently, "Isabella! What happened?"

Isabella unexpectedly burst into tears. "We- we- I- I'm m- mo- moving!"

"WHAT!" Phineas screamed. He stood there a moment, stunned.

And then he fainted.


How's that for a cliffhanger? I have the next two chapters, but I really don't have time tonight to post them, so I'll get them up tomorrow. Please review!