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"Are you sure you don't want to go into Ferb's mind? His would be more colorful. Not to mention all the books he's read, it could be a fantasy adventure."

The group sat around a modified Mind Machine. This one allowed people to enter into the select person's mind without a navigator. The host mind, or the mind everyone was entering, had the ability to push others and themselves out via a button they subconsciously took into the mental world with them.

Everyone sat in reclined lawn chairs with conductors strapped to their head. Phineas had a metal hat on in addition to the conductors since he was the host mind.

Isabella giggled and smiled. "I'm sure. Now lets get this party started!"

"Alrighty, everyone sit back and close your eyes." Once Phineas saw everyone had, he did the same.

"Now count backwards from four."

"Four...three...two...one..."

They opened their eyes and found themselves on a grassy meadow. A gentle breeze flowing around them that drew their attention to a majestic tree standing proudly in the center of the seine. The grass was a royal blue and the tree seemed to have several colors of fruit on it. The sky was a just like a sunny day in reality. Light blue with white puffs slowly passing by.

"Wow. It's so pretty here. I just feel so calm and excited. Why is that?" Holly asked

"According to the Fireside Girl handbook, blue is a calming color. In addition a meadow setting causes memories of excitement to be brought to the conscious mind, thus stimulating you to feel excited. But there is nothing here about a tree." Gretchen explained.

Phineas started walking toward the tree, talking as he went.

"Fortnightly, Ferb and I have read up on the astro-plane and have a decent understanding of the manifestations the mind creates. That is my Idea Tree. Everything I think of comes from that tree. I think they are color coded according to how they are used. Most of them are projects for us to build. Buts ones that don't require any building are the white ones, I think. The purple ones are one that I need to refer to Ferb for. He is the man when it comes to smoothing out the final details of a plan. The green ones are concepts for doing this that have never been done before. They require a little testing before dive into the full project. The orange ones are about food. The red ones about clothes. You don't see that many, do you? Blue ones are personal desires or feelings. Brown are just random stuff. Pink is...just something I think about sometimes. The subject doesn't really matter. With that being that being said, behold, my Tree of Ideas. "

They were standing at the base of the trunk now. The girls walked in a group and stayed together as they looked up at the limbs and the fruit growing on them. They were in awe at its size, easily two stories tall. The leaves where a majestic green and the trunk a healthy medium brown. Only the fruit made the tree seem out of place.

"But aren't trees connected to memory, like in the Forest of Memory?" Milly inquired.

"Right you are, and the roots of this particular one go to two parts of my mind, memory and creativity. Given enough time, ideas will bloom and grow into what appears to be fruit. This fruit...oww, blueprints."

Phineas pulled a piece of fruit off the tree and it just happened to be a blueprint for a slingshot water ride. He began studying it as the others walked around to looked at all the fruit.

"So all there are ideas? What happens if they fall off?" Addison looked at Ferb, who gestured to small group of gnome looking creatures coming over a near by hill. Each one looked only about two feet tall, with red pointy hats, and a pudgy body colored baby blue. Their clothes where green overhauls with yellow buttons. They walked up to the tree and started walking around, paying little attention to the others.

"Eek, what are they!" Katie jumped back as one passed her.

"They're the grabbers, they take any ideas and run with it to a processing area. Or at least I think they do. Lets follow them, it should be fun."

He handed the idea to on the collectors, who ran off jumping for joy as the other ran after him. The group hurried after them till they came to a polished chrome machine. It was at least three times as tall as any one of them. Pipes fed into it from every direction. As the collectors fed the idea into the machine, it came to life. Steam and whistles came from everywhere as it thumped and whomped. The grabbers jumped about working leavers and nobs as the idea vanished in to the machine. Ferb noted that their work had a beat to it. So he pulled out a tambourine and stayed in time. Soon they all started to move with the rhythm. A minute later Phineas had a guitar in hand and had a full musical number going. The girls smiled in spite of themselves as they danced, all was going according to plan.

...

Isabella watch them walk down the hill toward the tree before running down the opposite side. She knew she had to find the door quickly. Even with the Fireside distracting the brothers, they would notice sooner or later. She ran on till she reached what looked like a valley with steep sides. As she walked on, she started to hear whispering. Looking around, she saw nothing.

"Got a hold of yourself. This is Phineas' mind. He would not have anything here that could hurt anyone."

A faint wind whistled through the valley. She rubbed her arms as she shivered. The whispering returned. In spite of herself, she looked up along the walls and saw little figures peering down at her. Jerking her head around, she saw more and more of them. The whispering grew loader.

The pink dress suggest female.
Jerking movement observed.
Shivering.
Reactions show fear.
We have concluded we see a girl.
She is looking around.
Uncertain.
Lost.
Questions.
She must ask.
She must ask.
She must ask!

Fear griped her stomach in an iron fist. She was on her knees, almost in tears. They would not stop repeating the last line over and over. They grew loader and loader. Her hands were over her ears as she brought her face near the ground. This can't be happening. I'm in Phineas' mind. He would never try to scare me. Who are these people? WHO ARE THEY!

"Who are you?" She whispered as she started to shiver uncontrollably.

Silence.

"We are not someone."

The voice came from someone in front of her. She brought her head up to see a small, sprite like creature standing before her. It had a round head with no ears and no mouth. Only two white dots appeared to be its eyes. It's body looked like a bell, with small cones suspended in midair for arms and legs. She was still on her hands and knees and was looking it straight in the eye. Tilting her head to look around, she saw the walls were empty.

She sat down and looked at the sprite. He answered my question.

"What are you?"

"We are that that makes sense of everything brought to us."

"So where am I?"

"You are in the Valley of Logic."

"Can you tell me where the Forest of Memory is?"

"Beyond."

"Beyond where?"

"Here."

"Can you point me in a direction?"

"It is not the way you came."

She looked down the valley and saw that it did open up. She stood up at last and found she towered over the little sprite. Now that she wasn't afraid, she almost found it cute. It just stood there, just blinking its tiny eyes. For a moment she thought of asking it more, but she decided not to press her luck. I have to remember that everything here is part of Phineas. So speaking to anything here is like talking to him. I'm gunna have a headache after this is over.

"Thank you for all you help."

"Gratitude noted."

She smiled as she walked on and out of the valley. Her experience in Candace's mind had not prepared her for the depth of Phineas'. He thought more, reasoned more, and could build two fifty foot tree house robots in a matter of hours.

She looked around and saw a cluster of trees. O thank goodness. I don't think I could take running though something else. She ran to it and saw that it looked similar to the forest she had seen before. Walking alone deeper and deeper into this forest made her even more uneasy. The trees where just so plain. As she walk the happy and warm light started to fade.

I came this far, I will not give up. I will find his hidden door!

She looked around and saw that the trees were gone. The sky had vanished. She turned around and saw the Forest of Memory just steps behind her. Even the ground stood on what looked like nothing but darkness. Taking a nervous gulp, she turned back around.

There was a door in front of her.

THIS IS IT! I just know it is! All the secrets of Phineas Flynn are right in front of me. I will finally know the answer to my burning question.

Her hand slowly reached for the knob. All the wondering was over. All the heartache, done with. An end to all the frustration, was just beyond that door. Just a hair away from touching it, she stopped.

"This is it. No turning back. This is the real deal. Phineas Flynn's feelings for me …... are right here. All I have to do is open this door. …... This door. …... That is right in front of me."

Taking a long deep breath, she took hold of it.

Suddenly a wind rushed in and picked her up, pulling her away from the door with intense force. The forest fell behind her and vanish. The world burst into a sea of swirling colors. She managed to get her other hand on the door knob.

NO! Not now! I am so close!

The wind tightened its grip on her and pulled harder. She held the door knob as hard as she could. Determination flooding her veins, she would not fail. Teeth bared she pulled against the wind with all her might.

I can't lose it now! The answer is right here!

A gust slammed into her. Her grip failed as she shielded her face. An instant later, she realized what she had done. She clawed for the knob, but it was out of reach. The door moved farther and farther away as the wind carried her on.

Finally, as a colors collapsed around her, she screamed. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"

Then the darkness.

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