Usually I don't post from big gaps of periods of time is because I'm thinking of what would be best for the story. I did so for this, and I was surprised myself what I came up with, but it made sense. Don't know what I mean, read on! :D

Phineas

Thank Comellian Buford went before me.

It took me what felt like two seconds before I was out of the vortex. Inside, it felt like zero gravity with cold chills up my spine. I made a mental note to only do that if I was desperate or it was an emergency.

The portal opened six feet above the ground level. I bounced right off of Buford's back and onto my rear. I got up, rubbing it as stars seemed to fly from it. Unfortunately for Baljeet, he went in before Buford. "Agh!" he yelled half in pain and trying to get out. Buford didn't try to get up;he was enjoying watching someone struggle.

"Wow," I heard Katie gasp. "Where are we?"

I took a bearing of my surroundings. I was on a circular platform with a spiral on it. In front of me was a HUGE tree, several meters above me. It looked like it had a face, too, but it was most likely because of the darkness. Behind me were tall walls with windows in them that seemed to surround the tree. Buildings to as far as I can see had a thunder symbol on it and to my other side had a leaf as a symbol.

Just by seeing those two houses, I knew exactly where we were: Ravenwood. I remember racing with my brother around the tree as Candace met her teachers. We were finally here. As I stood there, I took a recording of my first thought: We've got to get out of here. Normally, I'd be on cloud ten, but after seeing what I saw before leaving about the living puppets, I didn't want to be here.

Apparently, Isabella was thinking the same thing. "Candace, what was happening?" she asked. "What were those things that attacked mom?"

Candace was breathing heavily as if the portal wasn't easy to do. "Isabella, I promise all your questions will be answered along with everyone else's, but I wasn't even allowed-"

"Candace Flynn!" said a voice coming up from a tunnel (the only tunnel to Ravenwood). She had on green and yellow robes with a long stiff branch as a staff. "Even after we you not to go, you still disobey us anyways?"

"Sabrina, Malistaire was taking over earth!" Candace defended. "I wasn't going to let my family be prisoners or slaves! You can suspend me or not, but to me, it was worth the suspension."

Sabrina shook her head in frustration. "I will talk to you in the morning. The rest of you, follow me." The two girls bumped shoulders as they passed each other. Candace smiled, almost evilly since she was mad at the same time, too, but then turned and went to one of the doors with the big walls. As for us, the gang and the fireside girls went through the tunnel. It was a dark stone tunnel, but it was short, curving to the left then right. As we got through the other end of the tunnel, I sighed dreamily.

A good amount of houses with purple roofs and spiral windows were around us. Old fashion black street lamps were lit all along pathways leading here and there. There was a lake in the middle of where we are. The water came from a waterfall to the left of me and out through a drainage on the far end. There were two bridges separating the fall, the lake, and the drainage with a vending machine next to the bridge between the lake and drainage. Up a slant in the walkway to our right was what looked like a carnival behind a big house, which seemed to be where we were going.

Sabrina unlocked a door to the side of the front of the big house and motioned us in. Inside was like a fortuneteller's vending machine. Near the entrance was an owl with a purple graduation cap on and a crystal ball on a wooden pedestal. More towards the center of the room seemed like a holograph of the univ- ah, caught myself. A holograph of the spiral. I looked at the many different planets and worlds, but strangely couldn't find mine. The room was quite small, definitely crowded with even ten people. It had a red carpet and walls with a ceiling with stars. And if it was be, I could have sworn I saw a shooting one fly by.

"This is where I have to leave you for now," Sabrina said. "Since you guys came here unexpectedly and on a short notice, we don't have anything prepared. This isn't the most comfortable place, but it'll have to do for the rest of the night."

"Wait!" I called out. "What was so wrong that Candace did? She probably saved us!"

Sabrina shook her head. "I'll explain it to you, but through your situation, you won't understand. All around Wizard City, Bartelby has a magical field preventing unwelcome visitors from coming. This is a safe haven for wizards like you, but if they were to be breached, order will be lost. When Candace opened that portal, it was an opening for evil or unwelcome aura to come in. Considering what was happening in your world at the moment, this is most likely the case."

"What was happening to our world?" asked Gretchen. We all leaned forward, but Sabrina shook her head. "That is not for me to tell you. If you want to now, ask headmaster Ambrose in the morning. One more thing. Don't be telling people about was happening. We want to keep everyone relaxed and not worried."

I was about to ask her one more question, but apparently she had it. She turned around and closed the door, leaving us in a crowded room with a holographic image of the spiral and an owl with a cap on. I was still worried about what was happening, but it wasn't me to be negative. "Come on, guys" I assured to everyone. "The faster we sleep, the faster morning will come and the faster we will get answers."

Nobody decided to argue. The room was to small for all of us, so me, Isabella, Milly, Baljeet, and Ferb had to sleep leaning against the wall. Apparently, Isabella was too worried to sleep. She sat next to me and bent her legs in, hugging them. "You always say in one way or another the typical 'everything will be ok' and 'don't worry,' but how can you still be able to say that?"

"Cause were here," I told her, motioning around the room. "Wizard City. I don't know about you, but after a little learning, I'm going out to solve whatever problem there was when we left. And after meeting a few more friends at school, I'm sure there's nothing to worry about."

She starred off into space, letting that sink in. She sighed then, burrowed her head in. After a while, I can tell she was out. Well, guess it's my turn, I thought. I burrowed in my head as well and dreamed off, thinking about my mom.

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I woke up to someone shaking me. I opened my eyes with clear sight. I kind of got used to that after immediately getting into an activity and wanted no time wasted. The hand belonged to a tall, old man. He wore blue robes with stars and a tall hat matching the design. He had lots of white facial hair and a monocle. "Hmph," said the tall man. "You're an early bird.

I looked around to see mostly everyone still sleeping. The only ones were up (well, almost up) was Ferb and Baljeet. I also jumped up as I found Isabella's head resting against my shoulder, still sleeping. I was about to ask where was I until I remembered what happened last night. My inner gears started to work as thoughts from last night came back to me again. "Are…are you the headmaster?"

He smiled, though it was hard to tell with his beard and mustache. He looked like the wizard from the sword in the stone. "Merle Ambrose, but I would prefer to be called headmaster or that in addition to 'Ambrose.'"

"Ugh, ok. So…" I was lost for words. "What are you doing?"

He chuckled to himself. "Not the first question I'd expect, knowing your parents, but I am waking you up."

I gave him a blank stare. He lowered his shaking head. "Oh, the youth these days. Won't let an old man have fun. To give you your wanted answer, I'm going to give you a test when Isabella wakes up. Every wizard needs to be put into a school before they get enrolled."

I was so excited; I did accidentally jump. Isabella's eyes fluttered slightly, then she leaned forward yawning. She hazily looked around, and then her eyes shot up. "My mom!"

Wow. Talk about a human alarm clock. When she yelled, everyone jumped up. Buford accidentally (maybe) hit Baljeet in the face, knocking him out for another few minutes. "Where'd the pixie go?" Buford asked to no one in particular. We all looked in his direction as he started pointing to Baljeet, but we weren't fooled. I decided to drop it.

"You okay, Isabella?" I asked. She was sweating and I seemed to hear her heartbeat, even from a foot away. She didn't seem to hear, but shook her head. "Yeah. Just…just a bad dream is all." She rubbed her eyes and looked at Ambrose. "Who are you?"

After everyone was up, he told everyone what he told me about the school part. "I'm sorry, but after the test, you all can sleep in royal king sized beds." That seemed to wake everyone up. "Now, I will start by alphabetical order by first name, starting with Adyson."

Adyson got up and tugged at the collar of her shirt. The fireside girls cheered her on as she got up and followed the headmaster out a pair of double doors into what seemed to be an office from what I saw before the doors closed behind them. Quickly, we all started talking to ourselves, briefing each other of the different schools. After what seemed like seconds, the headmaster popped his head in as doctors do in a hospital for a patient. "Baljeet."

Baljeet, who was still getting used to his surroundings, waved his hand. "Can you wait a minute? I'm not ready!"

The headmaster sighed. "Baljeet, the test doesn't have math problems or anything. It is just questions about you and your personality."

"Oh. If that is the case-" he got up slowly and walked with Ambrose through the doors. He was in there for about a minute or two before he came out again. "Buford." The big guy got up and flexed. "Oh yeah! Time to put these to the tests!" We all starred at him awkwardly as he went in.

One after the other my friends got up and into the office, not coming out of the doors. I was the last one left in the room before the headmaster finally came in to get me. I looked in and got a bearing of my surroundings. It was basically what I assumed it was, but way more loaded. Shelves were along the walls with scrolls and books of all colors, shapes, and sizes. Even in the corner next to his desk was a pile of them. In the middle of the dimmed room, there was a crystal ball glowing. There was also a white mist around it, but I'm pretty sure that was my imagination. He motioned me forward and I stood next to it on the opposite side of headmaster Ambrose.

"I am going to ask you questions," he informed me. "Answer them honestly. The best way to know the answer about yourself will be shown in the crystal ball. Are you ready?"

I nodded. "Let's do it."

"How do you like to spend your time?" he asked. In the ball, I saw me with my brother making the first part of the 'Coolest Coaster Ever' and Isabella, Buford, and Baljeet riding it with us. "With my friends."

"Which disaster is the most powerful to you?" In the ball, I saw the inventions me and Ferb create disappearing like magic. The C. Coaster. E. lifting from the ground, gnomes flying from our backyard beach, and the backyard suddenly being filled after we dug a trench for our grandpa a.k.a. the flying fish mongoler. "Hurricane."

"What is your favorite class in school?" Easy, I thought. I generally like all my classes. But as I looked into the ball, I saw myself making calculations on a chalkboard: me talking to Candace like Baljeet (note to self: talk with the intend for people to understand) and remembering I had a notebook full of blueprints. "Math," I decided.

"What is your favorite time of day?" Again, I saw me and Ferb making all these cool inventions, and I paid attention at what time of day this was all happening. "Afternoon."

"What would you rather be: the leader of a group or part of a winning team in a game?" I didn't even have to think on that answer, even though the ball showed me coming up with what we would be doing of the day. "The leader of a group."

"What is your favorite animal?" Again, I didn't need to think on the question. I answered it so fast; the crystal ball didn't have time to change. "The platypus." I wasn't sure how to say it plural, but I got it in. (shark)

"Would you rather go to a party or play by yourself?" With that, I consciously remembered what I did in the last twenty-four hours. "Go to a party."

"What is you're favorite activity?" In the ball, I saw multiple options: sports, camping, discovering, (how is that an activity?), reading, playing games, and playing with Perry. Out of all those ideas, how could I decide? If inventing were on there, it would have been a different story. I shrugged. The closest thing in my mind was how we put together inventions by these cool ideas and whatnot on the internet. "Learning something new, I guess"

Ambrose nodded, though it didn't look like he was answering my question. "What is more important to you: competing or getting along with others?" The ball showed me hanging with my friends, trying to decide a solution between Baljeet and Buford on what should happen on the tristate area unification day and having more fun than nerve during a chariot race throughout Danville. "Cooperating with others."

"What best describes you?" In the ball, I saw myself doing many things: coming up with unique inventions day after day, working on or ideas for what seemed like forever sometimes like building the jet for what was used for the gang and I to travel around Earth, and me just being able to keep conversation with Baljeet. "I'm kind of a jack of all trades in a way," I shrugged.

"In a story, are all the characters important or mainly the hero?" In the ball, I saw everyone gathering mainly around me after we traveled the world. After, I remember Candace telling us about a dream where she had to get to a place Bustopolis. When she was describing, she seemed to intend it was practically all about her. If she goes, they all go. "The hero."

"What is your favorite season?" I immediately thought of the season we were in, which I've seemed to be for what seemed to me like forever, which was fine by me. "Summer."

I didn't realize I was flying through this so fast, I was about to say something until I realized the headmaster stopped asking questions. "Ho ho!" he chuckled. "My boy, have you looked at yourself recently?"

Being confused, I looked down. "Huh?"

I was wearing purple robes with golden lining. The new sudden feeling of the robes made me feel more confortable, cooler as in not hot. In surprise, I put my hands on top of my head, to be surprised I was wearing a tall pointy hat with the same coloring and design. Quickly, my mind went through the schools until I got it, but Ambrose beat me to the punch. "Often impulsive, educated, creative and independent, Diviners have weak defenses, but can do devastating amounts. Phineas Flynn, the school chosen for you is storm."

It was very hard for me to decide this for Phineas. What I ultimately did was taken the test several times, getting all the questions and answering them according what happens over the shows that drops hints. When I got all the answers, I went through tallies on whether or not each answer describes a school. After tally, he's a storm. READ AND REVIEW!-Flappy741