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So, you're curious why Isabella is having dreams about Phineas in a wedding ceremony?
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(Disclaimer: I don't own P&F, even though I want to.)
Phineas's POV (Setting: Flynn-Fletcher's house)
After we eat our breakfast, I went to my room to check my wardrobe. Of course, I need to be neat in front of her.
"Phineas, come on! We don't have so much time!" Mom shouted from the living room.
"I'm coming Mom, just a minute!" I answered back.
12:51 pm. Yeah, they'll gonna be late.
Shirt. Cargo pants. Hair. Powder. Teeth. Socks. Shoes. Laces. Oh man, why I can't tie my shoes by myself?
"Hey kiddo, can't tie your shoes?" I heard Candace's voice and I nodded in response.
"You know, you need to know how to do these things. You're building big things and you never learn how to tie your shoes?"
I never see Candace like this. She's so... mature.
"Jeremy."
"Who?" I asked her, confused.
"Jeremy Johnson. He's the boy on the picture you saw last night."
"The guitar man?"
"Yep. He's so cute, huh?"
"I think so. Hey, that reminds me. Is he your second crush, after Billy Clark?"
"How do you know about-"
"Phineas!" Mom shouted again.
"Done!" Candace shouted back and she turned to me. "Okay Phineas, just relax while with the girl."
"Like I'm gonna ruin her day, but thanks." I smiled and ran to the car.
After 30 seconds of driving, I finally reached the Garcia-Shapiro's house. It looks like a great house for me.
Isabella and I are gonna have the best day ever, I thought.
Isabella's POV (Setting: Isabella's room, after the dream)
I woke up after I realized who is the man at the shadows.
It can't be.
We just met yesterday.
Nah, it's just a dream, I said to my mind.
But...
Go again to sleep, Isabella, my mind thought.
Phineas's POV (Setting: Garcia-Shapiro's house)
Okay. I'm here.
I just need to push the button...
(ding-dong...)
The door creaks and a woman, presumably Isabella's Mom, came in.
"Um..." I started. "I'm here for Isabella."
"Oh, you must be Phineas. Come in."
I came in to her house, which is pretty nice.
I heard her mother shouting, "Isa, your friend Phineas is here!"
Isabella's POV (Setting: Isabella's room)
I heard my mom shouting, "Isa, your friend Phineas is here!"
My mind and body didn't respond for a minute then I suddenly realized...
"Oh my gosh, PHINEAS'S HERE!" I exclaimed.
I raced to my bathroom and quickly gave myself a quick bath, then I fix myself.
I can't sleep after I dreamed THAT dream.
After some minutes fixing myself and remembering that dream, I went to the living room where I saw Phineas sitting and eating some cookies.
"Hey, what'cha doin'?" I said to him.
Wow, cool catchphrase!
"Hey Isabella, just eating some cookies your mom baked. You know, these cookies are really delicious! Maybe one day I can make a cookie-maker machine!" he said in a enthusiastic way. This is the first time I met a boy like him.
"So, anything in mind you want to do?" I asked.
"I got nothing. You?"
"Hey, maybe we can make some cookies and pastries!"
"Sounds good! I call the contractor-"
"Hey," I interrupted him, "maybe we make it without any gadgets."
"Without machines or gadgets?" he said.
"Yeah. Like normal stuff." I said.
"Um..." he said. "that's a good idea! But I can't bake."
"Huh? Then I'll teach you."
"Really?"
"Yeah. I can bake, you can't bake. Come on!"
I held his hand before he could say something. As we get in to the kitchen, Mom already put out the ingredients we need.
"You ready?" I said to him.
"You bet'cha! I'm gonna be the best pastry chef ever!"
Phineas's POV (Setting: Kitchen, after 30 minutes...)
"I'm not gonna be the best pastry chef ever, Isabella." I said sadly.
Isabella smiled. "Phineas, don't give up. It's your first time to bake."
"I know but I'm a builder, not a baker."
"You're right but maybe you're good at something, not just in building things." she siad.
"Yeah..." I smiled. "...in doing PRANKS!"
I blew the flour, causing for Isabella to cough and have a make-up, just like the clown-white.
"Oh, you're gonna be sorry for making me a clown!" she grinned mischievously.
And we started to play with the ingredients. Isabella pour the chocolate all over my shirt and I got my revenge by pouring the chocolate on her face and decorating it with some white chocolate bits and almonds.
"Okay that's enough!" Isabella said to me but I'm not stopping.
She looked like a candy girl. I stick out my tongue and tried to lick her.
"PHINEAS!" Isabella shouted while I tried to taste her face.
"That's disgusting!" she said while I'm laughing. "You know, I give up. You can lick me as much as you want."
"Hey Isabella, I'm just joking. Sorry."
"That's okay. At least we have some fun."
Isabella's mom arrived and shocked by our faces.
"What... you're... doing?" Mrs. Garcia-Shapiro asked.
"Hi Mom." Isabella said. "Just... making some pastries."
"You two looked like candy children. I'll take a photo of you two."
Mrs. Garcia-Shapiro get her camera, the one with the printer-thingy.
"Okay, smile Phineas and Isa. One, two, three!"
And the camera snapped. The camera gives us two copies of the photo.
"Here Phineas, you might wanna have some remembrance."
"Thanks." I said and I turned to Isabella. "You know, let's get clean ourselves."
I really have some fun, I thought.
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