Hey lawyer man's back and apparently once wasn't enough so I don't own Phineas and Ferb. Also just to clarify, this is an entirely different story from the last one, so don't let it confuse you. Enjoy!

Phineas POV:

Now to screw in that last bolt…

"Ferb! It's finally ready!" Phineas Flynn declared as he held up a strange looking contraption. Ferb stopped what he was doing and made his way over to Phineas' desk. The triangle boy snapped the contraption onto the top of his phone and it started to make buzzing noises.

"Now let's see what we can do about the most hated invention known to mankind, autocorrect." Phineas said proudly as he unlocked his phone.

Ever since the stepbrothers received their first phones they found themselves unimpressed. They had already built one of them not too long ago, and in terms of which design was better, it was no contest. No matter how much the boys looked, they couldn't find a teleportation application on their new phones.

After experimenting with the texting for a while, they came to realize that the autocorrect was definitely more trouble than it was worth. Some words almost always were changed incorrectly, and while the brothers could just fix this problem in the in app settings, creating an over-complicated device was more their style.

After a reassuring thumbs up from Ferb, Phineas opened the messages app, and looked for the perfect person to test their new project on. The most recent of his contacts was Isabella, so he decided to just go with her. As he clicked on her name their last conversation was shown:

Phineas: I still don't get it Isabella. Why do you need to invite me to the dance if I'm already going?

Isabella: That's not what I'm saying Phin. I'm asking if WE can go, TOGETHER.

Phineas: Yeah we're going as a group right? I thought that's what we agreed on.

Isabella: Forget it.

I still don't understand what she was talking about. But whatever, it's time to test this baby out!

Phineas typed out his first test message: "hay izaBela"

Phineas: Hey Isabella!

"It looks like it works Ferb!" Phineas said happily, as the two fistbumped while waiting for Isabella's response.

Isabella: Hey Phineas, whatcha doin?

That catchphrase never gets old.

Phineas typed: "tAstin sOmethon oUt."

And as the message sent Phineas got lost in thinking about his project for tomorrow, which was a Bluetooth dog leash. He didn't even notice the changes the autocorrect machine was making. When he looked down again and re-read his message he facepalmed.

Phineas: Askin someone out.

Oh boy.

As Phineas worked on a correction text, he said quickly, "Ok Ferb this thing may need a slight tweaking." As he was still typing out his response the reply came in.

Isabella: And who may that be?

Phineas finally finished his text and read though it one last time: "Sorry Sorry, I meant that I'm testing on you."

He pressed send and it seemed the universe had more in store for him.

Phineas: Sorry Sorry, I meant that I'm asking out you.

COME ON

"That time my text was spelled 100% correct." Phineas groaned, "I guess maybe this thing needs more than a 'slight tweaking'."

I have to type up a response fast. We're like 10, there's no way Isabella's ready to date ye-

Isabella: OHMYGOSH YES OF COURSE I'LL GO OUT WITH YOU!

Phineas' eyes widened and he heard Ferb laughing his heart out

D-Did I...who….I…. DID I JUST GET A GIRLFRIEND?!?

Phineas was like 2 seconds away from going into shock, but he caught himself just in time. It was true that he did like Isabella, but he didn't think he'd be dealing with this kind of stuff for a while.

So u-uh… I guess I… have to say where our...date… is gonna be.

Phineas typed the first thing that came to mind: "So, how does building a Bluetooth dog leash together sound?"

Phineas clicked send but the universe still wasn't quite done yet.

Phineas: So, how does dinner at my place sound?

"Ferb only like a fourth of that is remotely close to what I put." Phineas sighed as Ferb continued to laugh.

Isabella: It sounds wonderful!

Well, I guess my wingman autocorrect knows what it's doing.

Phineas: And maybe when it gets late we can head over to my room for a little fun.

WHAT?!

"FERB I DIDN'T EVEN PRESS ANYTHING." The triangle headed boy cried as he awaited Isabella's response.

Well, Isabella's friendship was fun while it lasted.

Isabella: I like the sound of that ;)

AREN'T WE LIKE 10?!?!?!

Phineas tried to consult Ferb but his step brother was too busy laughing on the floor.

Isabella: I'm coming over right now. Get ready for 6 years of waiting to be dumped on you all at once!

What does that mean?

Not even 5 seconds after the text was sent did the doorbell ring.

"Ferb I'm scared." Phineas squeaked as he went to answer the door. As Ferb saw his stepbrother leave he got off the floor and threw away his secret remote control for Phineas' phone.

"I believe my work here is done." Ferb announced silently while drying his eyes.

I hope you had sympathy for poor Phineas during that ordeal. If something was off about the story review and let me know for the next one. Thanks for reading!