Animeluver4evertimes2: Hey guys! And welcome to Chapter 3! Hope all of you out there reading this enjoy it!
Chapter 3: Parties and Confusion
It was almost noon, and Phineas was almost halfway done with his chores. Over the years, he had gotten very quick and very good at his job as the maintainer of the house. He had to. Otherwise, he wouldn't get anything to eat, nor would there be a patch of skin on him that would remained uninjured. Perry made the suffering that much less hurtful. Yet, he was away much more now, and for longer amounts of time. But, it put a smile on Phineas's face when Perry came home. He did wonder where his platypus went, but it made him happy when he saw how happy his pet was. He couldn't put his finger on it, but Perry had a certain glow to him at the end of every day.
Just then, the doorbell rang. "I'll get it!" Phineas screamed to the others as he nearly ran to the door. It was expected of him to do everything that his family didn't want to do. He was catching his breath as he opened the door. "Hello?" he asked as he saw a dark-skinned teen on his porch.
"Hello!" the teen chirped up in an Indian accent. Phineas had seen this kid somewhere. He seemed so familiar. "This is the Flynn home, correct?" the other person questioned, a smile on his face.
"Who wants to know?" Phineas asked, an eyebrow going up in suspicion. He had to admit. This was possibly one of the only times of his life that he was talking to a normal person.
"Ferb Fletcher does. I'm here delivering an invitation to his party tomorrow night. By the way, my name's Baljeet. May I know yours?" the kid, now known as Baljeet, explained. A party, huh? Phineas examined the invitation. It seemed legit. All right. He could trust Baljeet. He extended a hand out to the Indian, and the other took it. They gave a firm handshake, and Phineas introduced himself.
"I'm Phineas." He gave the other a tiny smile, and Baljeet was about to speak, the door was slammed shut on his face. Phineas was pushed back, making the invitation in his hands fly up into the air, where it was promptly caught by four eager hands. It seems like his sisters had broken the sound barrier when they heard the word "party". Phineas moaned in pain and clutched his head as he got up from the floor, only to be shoved back to the floor by the cat fight now occurring.
"Let me read it!" Isabella screeched, pulling on the invitation to go her way.
"No! I'm gonna read it first!" Candace hollered back, pulling the invite her way.
"Let go! You're gonna rip it!" Phineas warned, trying to get his sisters to see reason. But, like always, they ripped off his head and mauled his body.
"You stay out of this!" they shouted in unison, and went back to their fight. That is, until a hand pulled the invitation from their greasy hands.
"What do we have here? An invitation? To what?" Linda asked aloud. She opened the envelope, and began to read. "You are cordially invited to the party of Ferb Fletcher." The rest was mumbled, or, at least, that's how it sounded to Phineas. But, by the time their mother was finished reading, his two sisters were jumping in excitement.
"The party's tomorrow!" Isabella and Candace exclaimed in glee. Then they went into the usual questions that came with getting ready for a party. "What am I going to where?" "What shoes go with that?" "Does this make me look fat?" And yadda, yadda, yadda. On and on. It got annoying, especially since I had to live with that all through the rest of my chores. Which took about six hours. Can you imagine six HOURS of listening to their mindless girl gab? It was pure torture! But, it was finally time for dinner.
I was getting my pink apron on, and this was about the time Perry came back. I was a little depressed when he didn't show up, but I figured he had a very good reason to be gone. Well, no matter. Tonight's dinner was one of my specialties, tacos. I set the table, and called to the others, telling them dinner was ready. I snuck a bit for Perry, and another bit for me. I wanted my pet to be healthy and happy, so I always made sure he had enough food. Sure, I was suffering from malnutrition, but if it was for Perry, it was worth it. They ate quickly and left, leaving Phineas with nothing but a huge mess for him to clean up. He sighed. Oh well. At least they left him some scraps he could eat.
Phineas cleaned the table, making sure not a crumb was left anywhere, and soon made his way up the stairs to his room. He flopped onto his bed, and without even bothering to change, pulled the covers over him. He noticed now that Perry had snuggled himself between Phineas's arms, and chuckled to himself. Perry was glowing more than ever. He wondered what had made his pet so happy. And the two fell into what seemed like the most peaceful sleep they had ever had.
And yet, Phineas was running, running. But, running from what? He stopped in his tracks, and turned around, only to have his breath taken away. Standing in front of him was a Greek god! I mean, how could he not! He was handsome, from his luscious green hair to his feet.
"Phineas…" he whispered his name. Phineas in return blushed. He had never seen this person in front of him. Yet, why did he seem so familiar? It was confusing him. He felt warm when that god was just looking at him. Then, it struck him hard in the chest when the figure said, "I love you, Phineas Flynn."
Animeluver4evertimes2: That about wraps it up for Chapter 3! Review please! Everybody will get plushies if you do! And a cookie!