Hello Fanfiction... again... Myron Greenleaf here with an incredibly important announcement... IT IS ALL HALLOWS EVE! or as some like to call it HALLOWEEN!
Anyway, last chapter was written by Stinkfly3. Now it is my turn to write...
Phineas and the others were walking home, still obviously congratulating the newly married couple. It kept going minute after minute, speculating as to when anything more serious between the two commanders would happen.
Phineas was enjoying himself, taking up the rear of the group, enjoying the freshness of the new Spring dawn. But not everyone seemed to be enjoying it. For within the shadows of the nearby building, Phineas spotted a young girl, maybe 15... 16? He didn't know, only, she was pale and looked so thin that she would pass out from the lack of food in her system. She had bright green eyes and long unkempt brown hair that comes down to her waist. She wore a black tight-fitted tank top, fishnet stockings, and black high heeled sandals. Everything that you'd like to see in the new poverty group of Danville, all in one in a single person. What a horrible fate to have to bear alone.
Phineas seemed concerned when he saw her, he knew that after the Normbots had finally been defeated, then the main job of the new government, headed by Candace, would begin rebuilding from the war, rebuilding the lives that most people had lost during the dictatorship.
Phineas then ran up to his older sister Candace, who seemed to not be enjoying the speculation everyone was throwing at her.
"Hey Candace, a word?" Phineas called out. Candace looked to see who had said it, noticing her younger brother motioning her to the back, she quickly complied, hoping that it wasn't just more compliments. That was when she saw the bothered look in her siblings face, knowing something was bothering him, she redoubled her efforts, and shortly the two surviving Flynn's were reunited in a moments peace while everyone else bothered Jeremy.
"Hey Phin," Candace said. She had lost most of her anger at her younger brother over the years, or what was left of it at least. "What's up?"
"Do you see that girl over there?" Phineas asked, pointing over to the girl.
"Yeah..." Candace said, not sure as to how this was going to be played out.
"She seems like the kind of person that we should be helping," Phineas pointed out. "And she doesn't seem like she is receiving any aid at all, like she is still living in the Doof era."
"And what am I supposed to do about it Phineas?" Candace asked. "I can't just go around looking out for individuals that are starving. I'm sure that if she was desperate, she would go to the food aid places that have been set up around town."
"But-"
"End of discussion," Candace said. "Now come on, stop worrying about it."
However, when Candace went and rejoined her husband, Phineas slipped away from the crowd, noticed by no one save Vanessa who saw him leave, but decided to not worry about it. Phineas had a way of slipping away to reminisce about the death of his parents, he would refuse to be around anyone, but would always show up later, felling as optimistic as usual.
Phineas walked over to the girl, and sat down next to her.
"Hey, I'm Phineas," Phineas offered with an optimistic smile. "What are you doing in this shadowy part of town?"
"Denise... Denise Mayflower," she replied. "And probably because I have no where else to be."
"Well that can't be right," Phineas said frowning at this. "Everyone in Danville has a place to go. Even those who were affected during the war have a place to go anymore."
"But that's just it," Denise insisted. "I still have no where to go. Look, I'm not gonna keep you from your friends and family... But I'd hope that you'd at least remember me from last time."
"What happened last time?" Phineas asked curiously.
"I kissed you," was all Denise said before standing up faster than anyone ever thought possible and walking away from him.
Confusion was all that could be seen in Phineas' eyes.
