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Phineas' POV
Whack!
My hand reached out and turned off the alarm clock. It read 6:58 in big red numbers. I had a penchant for starting my day before the alarm clock sounded. I liked waking up under my own terms, though I guess Isabella didn't.
"Go back to bed, Phin," Isabella said, stirring.
"Why?" I asked. "The early bird gets the worm. Let's get up and enjoy what this wonderful day has to offer us."
"Five more minutes," Isabella said irritably, putting her arm around me to ensure that I wouldn't get out of bed before she did.
"I can't wait to start building that memory constructor," I said to Isabella. "I called the delivery guy last night and the parts we need should arrive right after breakfast. If we start early enough, we can finish by mid-afternoon and have enough time to test it out."
"What do you think?" I asked Isabella.
"I think that there's no point in trying to go back to sleep, since you're going to keep me up with all your talking anyway," she said with a small giggle.
"So let's get up then," I suggested.
And we did.
After getting ready, Isabella and I made our way to the kitchen for breakfast. From the top of the stairs, I could already smell Mom cooking stacks of golden brown doonkelberry pancakes. My favorite.
"Morning!" I said as I slid into a seat at the dining table.
Baljeet and Buford were already there.
"These pancakes are very delicious, Mrs. Flynn-Fletcher," said Baljeet.
"Oh, thank you, Baljeet," said Mom. "Eat as many as you want. There are more coming."
"They're alright," said Buford. "But I'm more of a lingonberry guy."
"Vanessa arrived from her dad's house late last night," said Mom. "She's probably still sleeping, so Ferb and Vanessa might join us a little bit later."
"Oh yeah!" I said. "We missed Vanessa yesterday. I forgot she was visiting her dad. He's a retired pharmacist or something, right?"
"I think so, honey," Mom said. "I haven't really talked to him all that much."
Just then Dad walked into the room.
"Morning all!" said Dad. "Ready to go, Linda?"
Mom turned to us.
"Lawrence and I are going to go take a look at what could potentially be our new home. We won't be back until late in the evening. I know you guys are adults, but remember to behave yourselves," she said with a smile.
"We'll be fine, Mom," I said.
After we were done eating, Ferb and Vanessa got up and had breakfast as well.
Once Mom and Dad left, we all met in the backyard.
"Alright, gang," I said. "Here's the plan. We're going to build a memory constructor. Ferb and I will work on building the main system. Baljeet, you're going to do calculations and write code for the system. Buford, you're going to make individual helmets to put on our heads so that we can use the constructor. And Isabella, you're going to do electrical work on all the components."
We started building our project intensely.
The delivery man arrived with all of our parts. He looked me up and down.
"Say, aren't you a little too old to be playing in the backyard with your friends?" he asked.
I glanced up from the clipboard I was signing.
"Yes. Yes, I am," I said with a smile.
At the end of one hour, we had already finished building the helmets and the metal shell of the main machine. All that was left to finish was wiring and some coding to make sure that the machine worked and that nothing could go wrong.
Shortly after lunchtime, the memory constructor was finished.
It was a metal cylinder about the height of person and it had holes around the top. Once a memory was generated from a helmet, the memory would be sent to the cylinder. Then, the memory would be fired out of the holes, turning it into reality.
"Wow," we all gasped. Well, except for Ferb. But he doesn't say much.
We were all excited and ready to use the machine.
Just then Perry walked into the backyard.
"Oh, there you are, Perry," I said. "Haven't seen you in a while."
He chattered and then headed inside.
"Ferb gets to go first since he won the card game," I reminded everyone.
Ferb picked up a helmet and put it on. He closed his eyes and concentrated.
The cylinder started vibrating and it spat something out onto our backyard lawn.
We were now staring at a large grey sphere with light blue dots.
"It's the Football X-7 stadium," said Ferb.
"Cool!" I said. "Remember how we played your cousins in that game and how we got rid of your curse?"
Ferb nodded.
"Shall we play again?" Isabella asked.
"I call being on a team with Buford," said Baljeet.
"Don't let me down, or I'll give you a wedgie," Buford responded.
"Wow, I can't believe you guys built this," said Vanessa. "Nice work, Ferb," she said, giving him a high five.
The six of us ran into the stadium like excited little kids and started playing a game of Football X-7.
I smiled. It brought back all these memories of grade school.
Of course, Ferb's team won. He scored four goals. Yep. The curse was definitely gone.
We exited the stadium and used the remote control to send the stadium back inside the cylinder.
"How about we all generate a memory together?" I asked.
"Sounds good to me," said Buford.
We all started putting on memory helmets.
"Can you help me with mine, Phin?" asked Isabella.
"Sure thing," I said, putting the helmet on her head and buckling the strap.
"You're a real gentleman," Isabella said to me.
I blushed.
"What memory should we bring to life?" I asked the group.
We all thought for a moment.
"I know!" I said. "Let's do…"
My words were cut off by a bright red laser that flew through the sky and hit our memory constructor. Our helmets started malfunctioning and then suddenly new thoughts flooded my mind. Thoughts of Perry being a secret agent. A second dimension. Isabella kissing me.
The memory constructor exploded, but not before leaving two figures on the lawn.
Earlier in the day, I wouldn't have recalled meeting them, but being struck with the laser had given me some new memories.
"Second Dimension Dr. D and Perry the Platyborg," I said under my breath.
"Ferb, you didn't program this in did you?" I asked.
Ferb shook his head no.
"I'm so confused," I said.
I was very confused, but somehow I understood. There was a day when we were children when our memories had been erased. Suddenly those memories came back when being struck by the laser. And the memory constructor brought remnants of those memories to life.
And I remembered that the day we had all forgotten had been very bad.
I could tell from the looks in everyone's eyes that they had regained their memories too.
Eyes wide and suddenly scared, I knew one thing.
Boy, we were in big trouble.