The next morning Baljeet was the first who came in Phineas and Ferb's yard. All night he was thinking about Ginger and even saw her in a dream - though now he can not remember how and in what appearance. Brothers also have not slept: Phineas, sitting at a small wooden table, completely cluttered, drew something. Ferb was doing something behind him.
"Hi" waved them Baljeet. Brothers waved to him with a pencil and a hammer, respectively, while continuing to work. "Whatcha do... I mean, how do you do?"
"Normally, Baljeet. Have a seat" Phineas nodded to a chair. "We're working on the moon batteries that will run from the light of the moon."
"But the light of the moon is a reflection of the sun's light, isn't it?" asked Baljeet.
"Yes, yes, but this is only a reflection" Phineas nodded. "Suddenly, reflected, it will takes some special properties? Also, Ferb could use the jetpack on solar batteries, which can fly at night"
"For what?"
"Ferb says it attracts girls" Phineas shrugged.
"Especially if you make it with a green illumination" added Ferb, stopped pounding for a while.
"In general, the full moon will be tonight, and we'll try an experiment" Phineas concluded. "Will you come to see?"
"Yes, of course"
Phineas nodded pretty. "Ferb, compasses, please. Thank you" catching a compass, he drew something on paper, then checking the drawing. "How was your yesterday's date?"
"I do not know" sighed Baljeet.
"What's that?" Phineas surprised looked up from the drawings.
"You know ... I'm dressed inappropriately, I have had a bump on my forehead, I do not know what to speak with her, and she was almost threw up on the rides ... but she smiled, she laughed, she did not show any signs of displeasure or irritation and she ... she kissed me" the last words of Baljeet, being very embarrassed, said very quietly.
"By "she" you mean Ginger?" specify Phineas. Baljeet nodded. He still has no will to say Ginger's name.
"Well, what's the problem? She simply treats you well. On the next date you will take account of all your mistakes and everything will be better" Phineas shrugged.
"The next date?" At the thought of that could be another date, and it again will be disgraced, Baljeet was horrified.
"Well, yes. After the first date, successful date, should be the second, isn't it?"
For a while there was silence, interrupted by screeching saws - Ferb painstakingly carved out something with boards.
"I will think about it" said Baljeet when screeching stopped. Phineas just nodded, absorbed in the drawing. Baljeet looked at approached Ferb.
"Could you give any advice?" he asked. Ferb thought for a moment, and then said:
"A cute Japanese girl has a crush with you"
Baljeet thought for a minute. .
"All right" he said quietly and stood up. "Should I tell someone what you have planned?"
"Everybody you will meet and want to invite" Phineas nodded. When Baljeet was gone, he looked thoughtfully at Ferb.
"Well, Baljeet found a girl. Cool. Maybe I should find someone for myself?" he went back to the drawing board. "But who will agree ..."
Ferb behind him rolling his eyes.
In the evening at the Flynn-Fletcher's house all gang were gathered. A device, designed to catch moon energy looks like a rocket ready for launch, was standing on the lawn.
"Actually, it is a rocket ready for launch" explained Phineas. "We have some concerns that the moon energy can blow up a missile, and it would be nice if the explosion was happened in a safe place - for example, in space"
They all raised their heads when Phineas pointed to the sky.
"The moon is not in the optimal point. I think about ten minutes we still have. You can prepared while waiting"
Teens instantly scattered in all directions, but their looks were not cut off from the rocket. Baljeet also looked at it when somebody touch his shoulder.
"Hi" Ginger smiled to him as he turned. "Get away for a second?"
Baljeet, falling again into confusion at the her look, just nodded. Ginger took his hand and pulled behind the corner of the house.
"How are you about yesterday's date?" asked she.
"I ... I ..." stammered BALF. "I liked it"
"Like it?" Ginger smiled pretty, and her eyes flashed brightly, reflecting the moonlight. "Well... then you will not mind about second date?"
"When?" just forced Baljeet.
"Tomorrow." immediately replied Ginger. "At seven o'clock, in evening, in movies. Is it OK?"
"Yes ... I will come" Baljeet nodded, noting to himself that it is necessary to postpone the saxophone lesson and that radiance of Ginger is definitely worth it.
"Then let's go. I suppose they are already started" she took his hand anew and they went back to their friends. Baljeet was relieved to see that, it seems, no one noticed their departure. Everybody was looking on rocket and on Phineas telling something in front of it.
"Well, that's about to start" Phineas looked first at his watch, then at the sky. "I think, a couple of minutes ..."
"Phineas! Ferb!" Candace went out, slamming the door. "What are you doing again?"
"Oh, Candace, we are going to get a little energy of the moon" Phineas said politely.
"Moonlight energy?" Candace looked on the rocket. "For what?"
"To charge silver crystall and use it to destroy the evil demons, who can implanted in the humans bodies" with a straight face said Ferb.
For a time there was absolute silence.
"I pretend to not heard anything" Candace said finally. "So do not care what you supposed to do. I go to Stacy"
"So late?" surprised Phineas.
"Exactly!" somehow this issue angered Candace, and she, coming from the yard, slammed the gate so it almost tore off its hinges.
"I wonder" mused Phineas. "So, the time is about to approach. Everybody in bunker!"
All shook their heads, looking for the bunker. Phineas pulled out his remote control, pushed the button and, when bunker has grown out of the ground, invited them inside.
Bunker was very small, and everybody hissed to Buford, who not only took considerable space, but even try to wide it. Baljeet was thrown back straight at someone, subtly squeaking. Baljeet quietly mumbled apologizes, unable to turn around.
"Quiet" said Phineas, and the noise was stopped. Through the window everybody see the rocket and Ferbinside the bunker, conjured something at the console launch.
"Time!" shouted Phineas and Ferb pressed a couple of buttons. Rocket vibrated, two bright spots, like eyes, lit on its top. There was a low hum like from unhappy bees. Ferb continued to press the buttons, the buzz intensified, rocket shone brighter - and suddenly it ended.
"Where is the big boom?" the voice of disappointed Buford sounded in complete silence.
"It seems not today, buddy" Phineas smiled slightly. "Ferb?"
"Admission of moon energy is successfully completed" reported Ferb. "The explosion wasn't happened"
"You can go" summed up Phineas. By general solution first was pushed Buford. After that, the bunker became much more spacious, and Baljeet was able to turn around. To his dismay, it turned out that it was Ginger who he pressed to the wall.
"I'm sorry ..." he held out his hand. Ginger instead just flicked him to the nose and, smiling to stunned Baljeet, passed through, having to whisper to him:
"I even liked it"
To cinema Baljeet and Ginger went almost simultaneously, then looked at each other. Today Ginger choose the blue color: dress now have not opened her shoulders, but its low neck was so big that Baljeet looked only on it first few seconds. Hearts earrings now swung in both ears, two blue ribbons neatly divided her hair into two long straight strands, and she used the mascara and lipstick. Baljeet again felt himself uncomfortable: dissatisfaction of the previous date, mother's persuasion and his own conclusion that the cinema is a more formal place than rollercoasters led to the fact that he decided to dress a tuxedo. And now, looking on Ginger, he still did not feel himself good.
"You look cute" finally said she, smiling.
"Yeah ... you too" forced Baljeet, trying not to look at her low neck. It was more difficult because, as far as he could notice, she has no bra.
"What movie we go?"
"I believe, this" Ginger nodded at the poster. Baljeet looked on it and swallowed: movie poster was a mess of horrible monsters and written in red letters title "Zombies vs. Vampires".
In the hall, buying lemonade on the way, Ginger quickly led Baljeet upstairs. They sat together on the penultimate row, and Baljeet looked around. There were not many people, no familiar faces, and Baljeet relaxed slightly. For some hard-to-explain reasons he did not want to be caught with Ginger here. Ginger, meanwhile, touched his shoulder.
"Will you?" she gave him a bottle of lemonade. Baljeet thought about her germs have had time to move into the bottle, and then about what would happen if he refuses. Germs is better. He took the bottle and firmly took a sip. Ginger could not take her eyes from him, and when he returned to her a bottle, took it, smiling happily.
"Can you hold my hand?" asked she, putting the bottle on a nearby chair. "After all, it's a terrible movie, and I would be feeling myself safer with it"
Despite her words, the film Ginger endured much better then Baljeet. He was very uncomfortable with the sight of blood and guts, that appeared in the film almost every minute, and he was trying to do a straight face, tightly clutching the girl's hand. After a particularly creepy scene Baljeet, feeling starts to sweat with fear, tried to pull his hand but Ginger, staring at the screen, just squeezed it. Baljeet looked first at her, then at the screen. It just shows a close-up scene of tearing the throat, and boy sighed and closed his eyes.
"I really enjoyed it" told him Ginger as they walked out of the theater, and sent an empty soda bottle in the trash. BAL nodded weakly - he felt himself not good. It seems, even sick. In the last scene blood and flesh were flying across the screen, and Baljeet was almost threw up on his lap. On the air he was better, but the weakness is still not passed.
"Baljeet, how are you?" Ginger stroked his cheek. Baljeet glanced at her, then looked around. They were not at the cinema, but in some empty doorway and Ginger, leaning him against the wall, staring anxiously at him.
"Sorry" she said apologetically. "I did not think that this movie will make you feel so bad ..."
"No, no, it's my fault" murmured Baljeet "It's only a movie, and God knows why I perceive it so terribly"
"I hope you will not have nightmares" Ginger shook her head. Baljeet just swallowed being sure that this is what will happens.
"Although" Ginger's eyes suddenly began to sparkle. "Here I can help" she firmly pressed to Baljeet, kissed him and, not looking up, took his hand, sending it into the dress and put it on the left breast.
Time for Baljeet has stopped, thoughts freezed, images of vampires and severed hands flew out of his head. The whole world is now only consisted of Ginger, the taste of her lips, and this soft, warm and resilient under his hand, respond peacefully to the knock of the beating of his own heart ...
Baljeet did not know how much time passed before a small voice of reason got through to him and said that though they had an empty alley, but still on the street and anybody can see them, and to report to parents, and, in general, it's not very polite, just stand here and hold her ...
Baljeet abruptly withdrew his hand. The fog in his mind gradually cleared, and Ginger retreated. She quickly adjusted her dress, blushing and dropping her eyes, and was clearly embarrassed same with Baljeet.
Back home they walked in silence, holding hands. At Ginger's house they did not stay much, just wished each other good night. Ginger went to the house and Baljeet returned to home slowly.
He slept without nightmares that night.
