Marissa woke up to not her alarm, but- -as always- -Phineas' voice bragging about how he beat it every morning when he woke up. Phineas was always an early riser. In return, Marissa and Ferb were too. Each took turns in the bathroom and bedroom (given they were different gender they had to do some things separate after all). When they headed downstairs, they could smell the mouthwatering scent of bacon cooking. On their plates were scrambled eggs to perfection, some red grapes, the bacon fresh from the stove, crispy perfect hashbrowns, fluffy chocolate chip pancakes and- -to top it off- -a glass of fresh orange juice on the side. Candace went downstairs still not feeling quite awake. She was dressed and everything, but she wasn't used to waking up early for school. Nobody spoke a word as the Flynn-Fletchers ate their breakfast, and soon they were off to school. Oddly enough the same bus picked them all up at the same time even though the elementary school kids started a little later than high school. Phineas and Ferb shared a seat, Buford and Baljeet shared a seat, Candace altered between sharing a seat with Jeremy and Stacy, and Marissa and Isabella sat together to talk things out. For the first two days they've mostly talked about school and such.

"I still think you should just tell him how you feel, Isabella. What happened to that 'Emotional Bravery' patch?" Marissa inquired.

"I don't know to be honest. I feel like I missed something on the night with those pharmacists, but I have no clue beyond when we built the vortex sprayer," Isabella replied.

"Yeah, all I remembered was pushing you guys with the bucket toward the water tower then nothing," Marissa commented.

"Wait," Isabella paused, "you remember just before your transformation?"

"I don't know to be honest. I remember seeing Candace getting infected though. I think the whole thing was a blur to everyone."

"Huh, so, what were you doing in school yesterday?" Isabella asked.

"Ugh, syllabuses."

"Yikes, boring."

"Tell me about it. You'd think you only need them the first year of high school, but no, you need them all four years!"

"Wow, all we did was a 'Get to Know You' game."

"Lucky."

Both girls just gigged and continued to talk, not realizing they'd totally dropped the Phineas crush thing. School was a little better for Marissa that day. They actually did school related things like discussing what materials they needed. Marissa even had homework which didn't bother her. Sometimes she liked having homework, and sometimes she didn't. The way she saw it today: at least it's something to do while she waited for Phineas. In a bunch of other classes, they hardly did anything, so she whipped out her sketchbook. She drew a number of things including her desire of Phineas and Isabella to get together. Why did it seem it wasn't going to happen for a long time? The thought of Phinabella just wouldn't leave the teen's head all day. When she got home, she did her homework, but the only homework was math. Marissa was really good at math, so it took her five minutes to do today's math homework. She put her school books away, grabbed a snack and she headed out to the tree once more.

Once again she was alone, waiting under the tree. The clock only read two-forty-five, implying that it'd once again be a long wait for elementary school to get out. She couldn't help but start to think about Phinabella again. It then dawned on her that there was a working time machine in the museum. She had awhile before Phineas was expecting her home, or rather Phineas would be expected home. She could just pop in and see for herself what happens then come back, no harm done, right? She looked around to see Candace was on the sofa talking to Stacy no doubt. Would Candace care if Marissa left for awhile? Pfft, please, Candace could care less what her siblings do as long as it's not bustable. Of course, however, she noticed Marissa leave the backyard, and she caught Marissa before she could take off.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, sis," Candace scolded, and Marissa turned toward her.

"Heh heh," Marissa chuckled nervously, "Hey, Candace."

"Where do you think you're going?"

"To the museum."

"You know Phineas will be back in less than an hour."

"I know, and I have time, really. I'll be back before you know it," Marissa promised with a wink.

"You're not doing anything bustable, are you? If you are, even if you're not with the boys, I'll bust you!"

"Sure you will, Candace. Well see ya."

Before Candace could say another word, Marissa was off to the museum, and she found the time machine exactly where they left it. It then crossed her mind that sometimes they take it apart at times. As she approached it, she could see it was fully operational. She sighed in relief, and she sat down.

"What time should I go to?" she thought to herself, "hm, I guess I could just go ten years later and see what happens. I mean it can't go on for ten more years, right?"

With that, she set the coordinates, and soon she was soaring through the time stream.