You thought the Diffys had left, didn't you?
Well, nope. Not in my version of the third season!
But we'll elaborate more on that later in the story.
Okay so, just a recap….once again, this is just the beginning of what I imagine POTF's 3rd season could be like. I DO NOT own any part of the actual production of the show, and I'm not trying to take over the writing of it or anything, this is just my idea of it. (Cuz how much would that rock?) This story is Pheely, but it also involves the rest of the POTF crew. It's just basically what I think could happen in new episodes.
As we all know though, it's been cancelled (ok, this is a cry moment…sniff), so we can only hope for this 3rd season…but the good news is, there IS hope for one. (yay!) There's been such a huge effort to save it that Disney is definitely taking notice, but we can't back down yet, and we need all the help we can get. You can visit SaveDisneyShows dot org to get involved (when I typed the actual url it wouldn't show up, but you get the idea…) Gotta think positively. We can do this! TADOW!
Yippeee! (reminds self of Debbie Berwick a little)
Creepy.
Anyway, here we go.
Love,
Your Author
"Teal? No. Yellow. Pink. Pink and teal?"
Keely drew in a long breath, then blew it out in concentration.
"Pink and teal," the voice answered her.
"Pink and teal?" she repeated.
"Pink and teal," he confirmed.
"Sweet." Keely smiled, laying a pink lace trimmed tank top and teal polo shirt out on her bed. "Okay, well, that's my top half. Thanks for your advice, Phil." She giggled. "You're the total package, aren't you? Best friend, amazing boyfriend, and excellent fashion adviser. I am one lucky girl."
Phil's signature chuckle sent her heart aflutter.
"Happy to help as always, Keely-girl. As long as we're advising, though, can I throw something else in?"
"Ooh, jewelry ideas?"
"Well…you know, not really. I was just going to remind you that as attractive as you always look, nobody really notices much about your outfit at five thousand feet in the air."
Keely looked down at all the consideration she'd put into her clothes for the day, and had to laugh at herself.
"Right," she said. "Just a Skyak trip. I should shut up and be excited." She suddenly was very excited, the thought of her head on Phil's shoulder as the cool wind pressed her cheeks, and she became as Jasmine is to Aladdin…
"Don't shut up," Phil told her. "That'd be too …unKeelylike."
"Diffy!" Keely protested, but she was laughing. "Watch yourself."
"You know I meant that in a good way," he assured her. "So, you almost ready?"
"Yep. I'll be over in like five, okay?"
"Awesome. I'll have the Skyak ready."
"Oh, Phil?"
"Yeah?"
"Wanna tell me where we're going?"
"Mmmm…" He paused. "Nope. Not really." She could hear the grin in his voice.
"Aww," Keely responded. "You can't see it, Phil, but I'm making 'the face' right now."
He knew exactly which one she meant.
"Yes, I know," he said. "Not only the face, but the eyes, the lips…" He stopped himself. "All right, I'm hanging up before I cave in. You almost got me over the phone, Teslow. If that's not pathetic…"
"No. It's not pathetic." Keely held the tank top up to herself, checking it out in the mirror. "I'm just good like that."
"No kidding," Phil laughed.
"Well, I've gotta finish getting ready, and I'll be right over," Keely promised him.
"Gotchya. See ya then, m'lady."
"Can't wait, handsome." She hung up, grinning like a goofy schoolgirl. She loved, loved, loved being able to say that to him!
Quickly, Keely threw on her polo over her pink tank top, adding a pair of white Bermuda shorts. A low side ponytail took care of her hair, and a pearl necklace finished off her outfit. Just as she was slipping into her pink Chuck Taylors, her mom appeared in her bedroom doorway.
"Hey, Poptart," Mandy greeted her daughter. "You look adorable. What do you and Philster have planned for today?"
"Hey, Mom." Keely returned the older, slightly shorter woman's warm smile. "Oh, we're just gonna go get some pretzels and slushies at the mall, and then maybe see a movie, maybe duke it out at air hockey a little in the arcade..." It was all true; she'd just left out the part about soaring above Pickford on a futuristic vehicle. Her mom hadn't exactly been clued in about the whole 22nd century thing at this point.
"Oh, yay!" Mandy responded enthusiastically. She took a step towards Keely, tucking some hair behind her ear gently.
"Yeah…it should be pretty fun. Hanging out with Phil usually is," Keely agreed with a smile. "I haven't won a game of air hockey against him yet, but I'm still holding my ground." She paused a moment. "Is there something you wanted to talk about before I left?" She dabbed on some lipgloss, her pretty eyes focused brightly on her mom.
"Oh," Mandy responded, her cheery expression never ceasing. "Well, I came up just to see how you were and everything, but, I also just remembered that I was going to tell you…" She absently smoothed a hand over the collar of Keely's shirt, straightening it out. "Your dad called last night, when you and Phil were out."
Keely gazed back at her mother. "Oh... really?"
Mandy nodded. "Yeah. About seven o'clock or so."
Keely grabbed her purse off of her dresser, nodding. "Well," she said, dropping her lipgloss inside, "what did he say?"
"Oh, well…" Mandy paused. "He just wondered how you were, and…we just talked about…you know…things." She shrugged. "Just a pretty regular phone conversation, really."
Keely examined her mom's face for an instant, but found nothing but the usual exuberance.
"Oh. Well, how's Arizona?"
Mandy shrugged. "Hot. Dry. I suppose pretty much the same as always."
Keely nodded. "Yeah." She smiled lightly.
There was a moment of silence as Keely fidgeted with her cell phone before dropping it, too, into her purse. Then Mandy spoke up. "Are you late to Phil's, pumpkin?"
Keely nodded. "Well, yeah, I probably should get going," she replied. "Thanks for telling me about Dad's phone call. Does he…want me to call him back?"
"Oh, well, it doesn't matter. If you'd like to, you certainly could," her mom told her. "He did say he'd like to see you sometime."
Keely nodded. "Oh. O-okay. Thanks, Mom." She smiled.
Mandy returned it. The two of them headed down to the front door.
"Well, you can call my cell if you need anything," Keely said. "Like I said, we'll be at Phil's first, then mall. I'll see you later, Mom."
"Bye now, love muffin," she said. "I'll probably be at the office for a little bit this afternoon, but don't hesitate to call me there if you need anything at all. Tell Phil I said hi, and that he's due to come over for dinner anytime soon." She hugged her daughter. "Love you, nugget. Have lots of fun."
"Love you too, Mom," Keely smiled. She waved cheerily as she set off to Phil's.
"Hold on tight!"
Keely smiled as she wrapped her arms firmly around Phil's waist. The skyak powered up with an immense force, and in a flash of light and sound that made it temporarily impossible to see anything, they were off the ground and high above Phil's neighborhood.
"This thing continues to amaze me," Keely yelled to Phil over the Skyak's smooth roar. "I barely realized it, and now we're, like, four thousand feet off the ground!" She looked around her curiously. "But…wait. How are we not suffocating up here, with the air being so thin?"
Phil explained. "Pressure stabilizer," he told her. "You know how the walls of airplanes are built to keep the pressure even inside? Well, this thing has its own sort of invisible shield that works the same way."
"Ahh," Keely said. "Should have known. I mean, the thing is fast enough to get you halfway around the world in ten minutes."
"Yeah, well, you know, it has to be that fast…in order to get to Hawaii and back in one morning."
"Yeah, I… did you say Hawaii?" Keely exclaimed.
"I said Hawaii," Phil answered with a smile, maneuvering the Skyak's controls.
"Oh my gosh. Phil! We're going to Hawaii?"
"My Wizrd told me it was sunny, clear and eighty seven degrees in Oahu today," Phil answered. "Couldn't pass that one up."
"Oh, wow!" She snuggled tighter against him. "Phil Diffy, this is incredible!" She laughed excitedly. "Have I ever told you how amazing you are?" She breathed in deeply. "Mm…and how good you smell…?"
He smiled, stealing a glance back at her.
"Come here, Teslow," he said to her, and leaned in gently towards her.
Keely flashed her winning smile, then leaned into Phil, closing the distance between their faces with a kiss.
When it was over three or four seconds later, she smiled wider. "Hawaii," she breathed, leaning her head against him.
A short while later, the two of them walked along Hawaii's warm sun soaked North Shore, which hugged the edge of the bluest water Keely had ever seen. Behind them was a long fringe of trees which marked the end of the beach, making them feel as if they were the only two people in the world here. In Hawaii the sun had just risen not long ago, so not many people except a few surfers were out yet.
"Gol-ly…" Keely breathed. "Hawaii. It's so…like something on a calendar!" she exclaimed.
Phil smiled at his girlfriend, watching the look of innocent wonder on her face. "Beautiful, huh?" he questioned, not really looking at the scenery at all. (A/N- "Stuck in the Meddle With You" last scene, anyone?)
She squeezed his hand. "Yes. Thank you so much for bringing me here, Phil. This is…wow."
"Yeah…it is wow. And it's even better in this century," he told her. "We came here once on a family vacation in 2119—it's a ton cheaper than it is now, with it being so easily accessible—but the islands had gotten so crowded, it was hard to stay." He shrugged. "So instead, my dad decided to take a time trip back to old-fashioned Hawaii in the 1930's. Much more interesting. We had a real hog roast and luau with some of the locals. I'll never forget my dad in a grass skirt, and Pim getting a crab stuck in her hair…" He chuckled to himself.
Keely smiled at the joyful expression on his face. As always, his smile made her smile.
"I'd like to see your dad in a grass skirt," she laughed. She kicked at the soft sand with her toes; she had removed her shoes right away after arriving on the beach and now held them in her free hand. Phil had only been wearing flip-flops, but he had taken them off too.
Speaking of dad…. Her mind went back to her mom earlier, and the conversation they'd had.
Keely broke the sweet silence between them, which for a moment had been filled with only the sound of seagulls and gentle waves.
"It was kind of funny," she said. "I was getting ready to leave this morning, and my mom came into my room, and…we talked for a little bit about my plans for today—I only told her the mall part, don't worry—and then, she said my dad called last night."
"He did?" Phil asked. He knew the story of her father without having to ask—how he and Keely's mother were separated, since he had left when Keely was barely six; how he was now living in Tuscon, Arizona, and how Keely had only seen him three times since then, the last time being before she and Phil even met.
Keely nodded.
"Well, is that…bad news?" he asked gently. "I mean, did he say anything, or was it just a random 'what's up' kind of call?"
Keely shrugged. "No, my mom said it wasn't anything bad," she replied. "She said they just talked…about things. But she didn't really tell me what." She paused, kicking at a small shell lying in the sand. "That's kind of it. I wasn't sure if there was something she wasn't telling me, 'cause it seemed like there was. I don't know." She gazed out at the water, watching a windsurfer gliding across the surface.
"Are you worried?" Phil asked her.
She turned her gaze back to her best friend and boyfriend. "I don't know if I am or not. Should I be?"
Just the look of his face calmed her down a bit. "I doubt it, Keel," he told her. "Did your mom seem worried?"
"Well…not really."
Phil lifted their intertwined hands. "Could be nothing, then, Keel," he assured her. "Don't worry. Maybe it was just uninteresting adult stuff that they talked about…" He kissed her knuckles gently, seeing that she still looked contemplative; he kept his eyes on her expression. "You know Keel, even though you look cute with that troubled look on your face, I love it most when you smile."
She looked up at him, and there it was…that beautiful, outstanding, out-of-this-world Phil Diffy grin that promised everything was going to be fine. She was powerless against it.
The corners of her lips turning up, she surrendered her worries. "You got me, future boy," she proclaimed.
Phil beamed. "Yes. Yes, I've got you." He stopped walking, taking Keely's face in his hands. "And I'm the luckiest guy in history."
He pressed his forehead against hers, and clasped both of her hands in his. Suddenly, he chuckled.
"Luckiest guy in history…heh…"
Keely rolled her eyes and laughed. "Oh, how ironic," she mused. "Phil made a funny." She giggled, tracing the collar of his T-shirt. "Now, you kind of looked like you maybe wanted to do something…?" She looked down at the sand, grinning.
Phil pretended to contemplate that one. "Well, I might have been. What were you thinking?"
"I dunno. What were you thinking?"
"I dunno…" Phil smiled, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her in. He kissed her. The wind ruffled their hair. A seagull called, as if applauding for them.
Just like the first time. Only it kept getting better.
Their lips parted, and Phil smiled right into her eyes. "Now let's go soak up as much sun as we can before Pickford calls us back," he told her, grabbing her hand.
"Oh, and what makes you think I'm ever going back there?" Keely asked him, eyes twinkling. "I could live here forever."
"But I'd miss you."
"Who says you would go back?"
"Keely, Keely, Keely…" Phil shook his head.
"Oh, you just did it, right there. You just triple Keely'd me!"
"Oh, did I?" Phil shrugged, putting on a grin as innocent as the day they'd had the New Ager accident. "Oops." He turned and started off down the beach a few steps.
"Oh, you don't get off that easy, Diffy…" Keely sprinted over and hoisted herself up on his back, much to Phil's surprise. "Ah!" he exclaimed, but didn't protest.
"Oops," she giggled into his ear.
That was long. Some of you may have been confused about the whole Diffys staying/leaving thing. In this story, yes, they stayed. I haven't given you the full spiel on that yet, but I will. All loose ends at the ends of any chapters will be tied up, don't worry.
Anyway, I loveth reviews:)