Requested by: Robot Wolf 26Z
I still can't claim ownership of these characters: We all know who does - lucky them.
Adyson & Gretchen
14-year old Adyson was sitting in the coffee shop looking at her phone. 'I'm not sure what to do.' She thought.
Gretchen walked in and saw the other Fireside Girl sitting at a table. "Good afternoon Adyson." Gretchen said. The other girl looked up from her phone at her friend. "Hey, Gretch. How's everything going?" The shorter one tilted her head to the side briefly. "You know… about the same. Do you mind?" She said indicating the other chair at the table. "Not at all. Be my guest." Adyson replied.
"Have you been getting texts from Isabella?" Adyson inquired. Gretchen pulled out her phone. "Nope. Actual calls." She showed the indicator of 20 calls from Isabella. The tall brunette sighed. "I've had a few of the others ask if the Troupe is disbanding. Do you know anything? You are Isabella's second after all." Adyson said.
"She's spending all her time focusing on, how should I say this? Non-Troupe related activities." Gretchen pointed out. Adyson snorted in laughter. "That's the understatement of the year. Is there a patch for that? If so, you've earned it." Gretchen smiled. "Thanks, I think."
Adyson received another text from Isabella. "Great. Just great." She muttered. "What's wrong?" Gretchen asked as her phone rang. She looked at it wide eyed. She took a deep breath before answering. "Isabella." Gretchen listened for a minute before speaking. "Fine. Leave it with me. I'll take care of everything." She hung up. "Like I always do." Adyson questionably looked at her friend. "Are you ready to get your 'move heaven and earth' patch?" Gretchen asked and Adyson smiled broadly.
Gretchen placed a call. "Phineas. Hi, it's Gretchen. Can you do me a favour? Thank you so much." Gretchen smiled mischievously at Adyson, then continued. "I need you to ask Isabella out or I will make sure that you never have the assistance of the Fireside Girls again." She hung up the phone quickly. Both girls started laughing.
A couple of minutes later Adyson looked at her phone that signaled an incoming text. Gretchen's phone rang. "Hello? Oh, hi Ferb. Really? It's about… I mean that's great news. Sure. See you later. Bye." Both Adyson and Gretchen leaned back in their chairs. "I'm nominating you as leader of Troupe 46231" Adyson announced.