Ch. 10- Phineas!... Umm, Phineas?

Woohoo! We're finally in the two-digits! Chapter 10! YEAH!

And, since so many people have been asking me or this since the beginning... PHINEAS FINALLY APPEARS AS A CHARACTER! (The chapter name should've been a big enough hint, but whatever...)

He doesn't really get much a character role though... I'M SORRY ABOUT THAT! But don't worry, this definitely isn't the last you'll see of him. Oh no. He's gonna have a MUCH bigger role later on... (I feel so evil right now...)

Answers to reviews:

PianoMan5: Yep! And here's Phineas! Oh, and here, take a cookie! *hands virtual chocolate chip cookie*

woodland5: Thank you! Cookie time! *hands a virtual chocolate chip cookie*

14AmyChan: I know... 0.o That was my brother's reaction as well. Take a cookie! *hands virtual chocolate chip cookie*

phinbella-luvr22: Oh you... Thank you so much! Here's Phineas for ya, though sorry if it's not exactly what you expected. BUT I'VE GOT SO MUCH PLANNED, don't you worry! Here's a cookie, like I promised! *hands virtual chocolate chip cookie*

tigerevans: Thanks! Hey, whatdya know? You've got the last cookie! *hands virtual chocolate chip cookie*

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Disclaimer: I own nothing! Except, of course, the plot. Enjoy Phineas you guys!... O.o Is it just me, or did that sound kinda dirty? CURSE MY PERVERTED MIND!... *cough*, ehm... sorry about that!

"Phineas!" the ginger vaguely heard his aunt call from the kitchen, "Could you be a dear and go see if your uncle needs any help out in the fields?"

"HUH?!" he shouted back as he paused sawing the huge piece of wood.

"I asked if you could go and help your uncle on the farm!"

"Sure thing!" the teenage boy replied with a smile as he took off the 'goggles', (as he calls them- for he made them himself) and placed them on a small wooden chair as he dashed towards the field.

"Uncle!" he panted, slowly coming to a stop in front of a 50-year old man who was pushing a rusty, heavy looking plow.

The man looked up to squint at his nephew. "Phineas, my boy! Your aunt push you out of that tiny little barn of yours again?"

Phineas chuckled. He and his uncle both knew very well how much his aunt disliked him being all cooped up in his self-built barn, inventing all day. 'Do your chores first. Then you can go and invent whatcha-ma-callits all day.' she would say. But his aunt always ended up finding more chores to do around the farm for him anyway.

"Yeah, but I don't mind all that much. Besides, all the dust and wood shavings were starting to give me a headache."

"Well then, since you're here, why don't you finish plowing the ground while I go and tend to the animals."

"Ok." the red-head answered and took the metal gardening tool from his exhausted uncle.

He began to heave and grunt as he pushed the plow deeper into the ground and started to leave a small trail behind him for planting seeds. While his body was tiredly working, his mind was buzzing with the thought of his newest invention- an 'airplane', a vehicle that could fly. He could barely contain his excitement. He couldn't wait to get back and finally be able to finish piecing it together.

But his thoughts were abruptly interrupted when he suddenly heard a girl call his name from the distance...

Isabella, once again, found herself completely lost.

She woke up to find herself lying in the center of a meadow, in the middle of nowhere, with not a living thing in sight. 'This is just great! Can't a girl go to sleep in peace and NOT wake up in a strange place?!'

The raven-haired girl sighed as she decided to walk around; there must be a town or something not to far away. As she began to stray westward, she started to get an odd feeling that she was being watched. She brought her hands to her arms and felt goosebumps form while the wind blew past her.

"Don't be silly Isabella," she reassured herself while continuing to walk, "There's no one else here." But unbeknownst to her, there really was someone watching her, only from a far, far away place...

The girl kept on wandering, eventually spotting something tall emerge from the bottom of the hill that she happened to be standing on. She rubbed her eyes and squinted forward. Isabella saw a boy, about her age, with fiery red hair and he was plowing the field.

Realization slowly dawned upon her, and her eyes widened in disbelief. "Phineas? Phineas!" She broke into a sprint towards the boy, arms stretched out in front of her and tears forming in her eyes. "Phineas!"

The boy looked up from the ground, and the next thing he knew, a raven-haired girl was hugging him and shouting his name happily.

"Phineas, I'm so happy to see you!" she exclaimed while releasing him.

Phineas had no idea who this girl was and was still recovering from her lung-crushing hug. "Umm... I'm sorry," he stuttered, "Do I know you?"

The girl's smile fell from her face and she took a step back, shaking her head. "You mean you don't remember me?"

Phineas felt bad about hurting the girl's feelings, but he truly had never seen her before in his life. "No... I'm sorry. I don't believe I've ever seen you before."

The girl gulped back tears and continued taking steps back, not believing that her best friend/crush didn't remember who she was. 'No... He can't be serious...'

But she knew that he wasn't lying, and that this was all really happening. Tears were starting to fall down her face, no matter how hard she tried to keep them back.

Not wanting for Phineas to see her cry, Isabella choked out an "I'm sorry" before hastily turning around and running off, leaving Phineas confused.

Salty tears flew past her ears as the cold wind whipped her face. The world around her began to turn blurry and she could no longer see anything around her...

Somewhere in a land far, far away, a dark figure standing in front of a mirror smirked as she watched two teenager's image on the magical glass. She saw a black- haired girl back away from the red-haired boy in front of her, and slowly shake her head.

"Yes," the evil witch cackled, "I have found your weakness... Guards!"

Two men in silver armor stepped out from the shadows and got down on one knee. "Yes, your majesty?"

"Bring me this boy," she revealed an image of the ginger boy on her mirror, "I want him alive. Alive."

The men stood up and bowed, "Yes, your highness." With that, they hurried out of the room to carry out their orders.

The snaked-haired lady strolled back to her throne and smiled deviously. "You, my dear Phineas," she said as she stroked one of the snakes on her head, "Will be the key for the savior's demise. You, her one and only true love."

Her maniac laughter bounced around the walls of the room.

*sniff* Phineas... WHY YOU GOTTA BE SO MEAN?! But wait... oh yeah, and: RUN PHINEAS, RUN! DON'T LET YOUR EVIL MOTHER GET YOU! IT'S ALL A TRAP! A TRAP I TELL YOU!... ok, I think I'm done now.

But seriously, Phineas is just going to step out of the story for some time now... but he's gonna make one HECK of a reentry! I'm actually waiting for him to come in! It's when all the fun/heartbreak starts!

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Ok, this time we're gonna play a different game than our usual guessing one. It's called 'Hot and Cold'! You, the readers, write down who you think Phineas is going to be (because he is going to turn into someone OTHER than an ordinary peasant), and I'll answer 'Hot' or 'Cold'. Hot meaning you're close, cold meaning you're not. It's simple! But in order to play you gotta leave a review!...

SO REVIEW! Otherwise you'll never know if your inferences are right or wrong! So do it!... Again! My mind really needs some cleaning...

Hope you enjoyed! ;-)