Spazzumtard, I want you to know that I took your review as a challenge. Lilly-belle, I have seen your new story and while I love and encourage your writing, M stories aren't for me, sorry. Have fun with it though!
"Okay, okay, I want the brass players over there," Phineas said, using light sticks to guide people like airport workers would airplanes. "Stacy, bring Perry to the special platform!"
"Yeah, alright, but what's happening?" Stacy asked as she carried Perry over.
"THE CELEBRATION OF THE CULMINATION OF MY EVERY HOPE AND DREAM," Phineas answered.
"Okay," Stacy said, still confused as she navigated the giant stage in Phineas' backyard. She had to pass by the brass section, the string section, the woodwinds, and backup singers and… well, lots of people, basically. Lots of people who were just as confused as she was.
"Hey Phineas, we're here!"
And then Stacy looked away from Perry and his platform to see…
"You called Love Händel over?"
"Of course!" Phineas exclaimed.
That was when Lawrence opened the door to the backyard to take out the trash.
He took in the giant stage in her backyard, the orchestra, Stacy, Perry, Love Händel, the Fireside Girls minus Isabella with microphones, Buford hanging from the tree in a cupid costume, and Baljeet in the brass section, and asked,
"Oh, hello there everybody. Something special going on?"
"Giant celebration," Phineas answered.
Lawrence just accepted this, because that was just what happened in his own backyard. He took out the trash and left.
"Giant celebration of what, though?" Buford asked.
"Ferb and Isabella got together!" Phineas announced happily.
Buford, completely, totally done with this already, just grabbed Baljeet and left.
"Wait, what? Huh?" Ginger asked, because the idea was clearly faulty.
"Isn't Isabella the one with the crush on you?" Swampy asked.
"No," Phineas answered. "She has a crush on Ferb. And they got together yesterday!"
Swampy looked to Danny, who looked to Bobbi, who shrugged in confusion.
"What? No we didn't."
"Yes they did," Phineas replied without thinking. "What are you talking about, Ferb?"
And then he did a double take.
"Ferb!? Why are you here?!"
Ferb replied with confusion, then gesturing to the lawn and jabbing his thumb at himself, in a 'this is my backyard too?' sort of way.
In anticipation of ensuing awkwardness, people started just up and leaving.
In a few moments, the only ones left were Phineas, Ferb, and also Stacy and Perry, who were watching with popcorn.
"Don't you have agent things to be doing?" Stacy asked Perry quietly, though Phineas and Ferb were too preoccupied to be noticing them.
Perry showed her his wristwatch, displaying footage of Candace smacking a giant killer fanblade robot into submission with a broom while Doof was cowering in the corner.
"Oh, Candace is handling everything," Stacy realized, Perry nodding in confirmation.
"Phineas…"
"Don't you 'Phineas' me! You two were on a date!"
Ferb pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation.
"Are you seriously going to keep denying that you're dating?! Really!? After I organized the party?!"
Ferb switched from pinching his nose to massaging his temples.
"Ferb. Ferb no. Ferb no. Why?! How?!" Phineas screamed in increasing horror.
He handed his light sticks to Stacy as he pulled out his phone.
Turning on auto-voice-to-text mode, Phineas went "HELP PLEASE MY BROTHER IS STUBBORN AND BAD AT ADMITTING HE HAS A GIRLFRIEND?!"
Ferb was stunned by that, only to realize what was happening.
He tackled his brother to the ground, grabbing at the phone in a panic.
"Man, you guys never fail to entertain," Stacy said, grabbing another handful of popcorn.
Perry let out a chatter of agreement.
"...what?" Vanessa said as she read the screen.
flyfletchboy1: DUDE PLEASE JUST ADMIT YOU'RE DATING
flyfletchboy1: I will do no such thing!
flyfletchboy1: BUT YOU WENT ON A DATE
flyfletchboy1: That's your assumption!
flyfletchboy1: Man, you guys never fail to entertain.
flyfletchboy1: Ctrtrtrtrtrtrtr.
flyfletchboy1: ARE YOU KIDDING ME. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!
flyfletchboy1: I'm telling you! You're mistaken! She doesn't have a crush on me!
flyfletchboy1: DUDE
Ace-stace: FYI, for those who are confused, flyfletchboy1 and his brother are arguing over a phone with speech-to-text enabled.
"Ohhhh, that makes sense," Vanessa said.
flyfletchboy1: Anyways. Stop taking advice from the internet! Stop doing anything. She does not have a crush on me!
flyfletchboy1: SHE KISSED YOU. ON THE MOUTH. TWICE.
flyfletchboy1: She told you outright that those were for the sake of her Fireside girl patches!
flyfletchboy1: WHY WOULD THE FIRESIDE GIRLS HAVE A FIRST KISS PATCH.
flyfletchboy1: Why would they have a rodeo clown patch?
QTKT: okay you're not wrong about that but we don't have a first kiss patch?
Vanessa audibly gasped.
(Stacy did too, because Phineas' phone just blurted that out.)
And then other Fireside Girls joined in.
Hollmark: there! are! no! patches! for! that!?
fetchengretchen: Do you want me to send you the entire list of patches we can get? Because there is no First Kiss Patch?
flyfletchboy1: Okay, sure, she made up an excuse to kiss a guy. Still does not mean she likes me.
flyfletchboy1: WHAT OTHER EXPLANATION IS THERE
It was then that Vanessa realized something.
punkprincess: so, it's not that you don't have a crush on her. she just doesn't have a crush on YOU
punkprincess: so… you got some feelings you want to confess here?
There was a moment of stillness in the backyard, the brothers' brawl having come to a stop for a moment.
Ferb had frozen completely at punk-princess's messages, his body stuck with one arm holding the phone above Phineas' head, the other shoving Phineas away by the head.
"...bro? Are you okay?" Phineas asked, unable to see Ferb from his vantage point.
"Oh my gosh," Stacy said, grinning at Perry. Perry grabbed more popcorn.
Because Ferb was stunned. His eyes were wide open, his mouth was agape, and, most damningly of all-
He was blushing his face off.
"Oh no," Ferb said softly, before knowing what he had to do.
The page crashed.
Vanessa's eyes widened with horror as she tried to reload it, only for four cruel words to greet her.
'flyfletchboy1 deleted this topic.'
"You've got to be kidding me…!"
She was going to scream if the drama wasn't resolved soon.
Then she got an idea.
Pulling out her phone, she called her dad.
"Hey dad," she greeted him.
For some reason she heard the sound of evil robots, broom smacking, and a whirling fan, but that wasn't important.
"I think I got a good machine for you!" Vanessa exclaimed.
"Dr. D what are you doing?!" Candace screamed as her boss got out of the corner. That moment of distraction was a critical error, as the killer fan robot cut her broom in half.
"Vanessa gave me an idea for a new Inator!" Doof exclaimed, already grabbing different bits and pieces.
"ARE YOU EVEN PAYING ATTENTION?!" Candace demanded, before screaming as the giant evil fan robot started chasing her.
Doof did not notice the wacky chase scene behind him as he assembled the Inator. He kept turning around to grab things when Candace and the killer robot ran by him, then he realized he was missing important components.
So, he went ahead and placed a same-day delivery order for what he needed.
That was when Perry got an alert from his wristwatch.
"Agent P, we've gotten a report that Doofenshmirtz has just put an order on hundreds of Valentine's Day cards and laser pointers," Major Monogram said. "A suspicious order for someone who hasn't had a successful date in years. Plus, it's the middle of summer and all…"
"Wait, hold on, why do you know that my dad hasn't had a successful date in years? Why are you even monitoring that?!" Vanessa demanded.
"We don't," Major Monogram said. "I was just assuming… you know, from his… everything."
"..."
"But hey, I was right!"
Then there was the sound of someone throwing a cup of coffee onto the floor.
"My coffee!"
"Oops. I assumed that you don't need more coffee. You know, from your everything."
"Sir," Carl piped in. "You deserved that one."
"Quiet you!"
Perry sighed, before starting to scuttle away from the scene to make an exit.
Thankfully, Phineas and Ferb weren't in a position to notice. Ferb was facedown in the grass wondering what his life had come to, while Phineas was calling people to see if he could put together a musical celebration to Ferb realizing his feelings for Isabella.
Stacy, however, did notice. And she said something that made Perry pause.
"Oh, you're off? But wait, isn't Candace working for your nemesis dude thing?" Stacy asked.
Perry froze, before giving her a nod.
"And you're… not supposed to expose your identity to your owners," Stacy glanced over at the brothers, confirming that they weren't even listening.
Perry started to sweat as he mulled over the conundrum. This went on for about a minute, before he sat back down next to Stacy and grabbed more popcorn.
He called someone else to replace him, for now.
"Finally, it's working! Vanessa will be so proud!" Doofenshmirtz exclaimed, cackling in a very evil-sounding way as he beheld his creation.
Candace was not able to behold his creation, as she was cowering in the corner as a killer robot with very sharp fan blades for hands was cornering her. It was approaching slowly in the most ominous way possible, because that's how killer robots were.
And then someone unexpected popped up, destroying the fan robot by opening a door too hard and smashing it into a wall.
"Hi guys! I have returned with some tasty sweets!" Norm exclaimed.
"NORM YOU'RE THE BEST!" Candace cried out in tearful gratitude, hugging Norm's metal chest.
"I appreciate you as well, Candace!" Norm replied, patting Candace on the back.
"Oh, you're back early, Norm," Doof said. "Did something happen at your surfing lesson?"
Norm thought back...
"I'm sorry, Norm, but I don't think we have a surfboard big enough for you," Linda said sadly.
"Never fear, I can turn into a boat!" Norm exclaimed.
Linda stared at him in confusion, before gently saying, "Norm, honey, I don't think that counts as surfing."
And then Norm frowned.
"Nothing in particular!" Norm lied.
And then there was a knock on Doof's open door.
"Hey," Monty Monogram greeted the three, pulling out his O.W.C.A. badge. "I'm here to evaluate the evilness of your current suspicious invention."
"Huh? What happened to Pe-"
"The usual guy is busy right now," Monty said quickly, cutting Doof off in the middle of his question. "You don't mind, right, Dr. D?"
"Well, no…" Doof said slowly. "Alright, come in. I'll get you some snacks. The Inator is over by the window."
Doof went to get all the good snacks he had to bribe the guy into giving him a good score, leaving Candace and Norm and Monty alone in the living room.
"Aren't you Vanessa's boyfriend?" Candace asked.
"Uh, yeah, but… you haven't told her dad, right?" Monty replied.
"My lips are sealed."
"Even though I can't close my mouth, I can assure you that I won't be telling dad either!" Norm added.
"Hey guys, what's up with the giant stage?" Isabella asked as she walked into the Flynn-Fletcher backyard. "And why is Ferb on the grass? Where's Phineas?"
"Long story," Stacy said, still eating popcorn with Perry. They were down to the last little kernels in the bag, sadly.
Isabella knelt to give Perry some head scritches, making Perry chatter in contentment.
And then Phineas burst from the living room, blasting out notes on a tuba.
"What is happening," Isabella asked Stacy urgently.
Stacy just shrugged in response.
"So, what exactly is the purpose of this machine?" Monty asked, holding a pen and clipboard.
"Well, it all started when-"
"It's supposed to make people confess their love," Candace interjected, refusing to let backstories happen.
Monty jotted down a few notes.
"And that?" Monty pointed his pen over at where Norm was sweeping up broken fan robot pieces.
"Uh, I think Norm is basically my boss' son?" Candace offered.
"What? No he's not."
"Yes, yes I am," Norm said.
"Well, there you have it. He's Norm Doofenshmirtz."
"Now see here, I did not agree to this-!"
"I meant the broken robot," Monty said.
"Oh, that was supposed to be a fan to cool down people in the heat," Doof answered. "Unfortunately, it went haywire and tried to kill my assistant. Robots, am I right?"
"I take offense to that," Norm said as Monty noted this down too.
"Be nice to your son," Candace ordered.
"Alright, killer robot is obviously pretty bad, but I can excuse that since it was an accident. The giant love-confession laser, however, violates Law 6532 Section A Subsection 7B Article 9: Coerced messages."
"What? That's not a thing. That can't be a thing. You're kidding!" Doof exclaimed, moving to defend his invention.
"Sorry, Dr. D. Rules are rules."
And then he whistled, prompting various animals in hats to carry the laser off. Monty left with them, handing Doof his evaluation before closing the door.
"What just happened," Candace said, staring at the door even after they left.
"Oh, the animal agents are normal," Norm told her.
"What," Candace said again, but Norm had gone back to cleaning up.
Doof was of no help, because he was crying over Monty's note: a frowny face. The worst sign possible.
Candace sighed, before going to cheer up her boss.
"Come on, it's not that bad…! Don't worry, I'm sure that your next invention will be good enough to cancel this out!"
It wasn't working very well.
Actually, Candace was pretty sure she made her boss cry harder.
So, desperately, she said, "hey! I'll tell you how to get Vanessa to stop using that site? Maybe?!"
Unfortunately for Vanessa, this worked.
'Sorry Vanessa,' Candace thought.
The giant laser was too big to fit in the elevator, so Monty and the animal agents had to take the stairs.
Obviously, by the time they got to the street, they were exhausted, so they took a break. But Monty made the unfortunate mistake of leaning on something as he tried to catch his breath. As he did, he accidentally hit the activation button, and it kinda fired off a beam that hit a car mirror and then bounced off a stop sign and then into the hall of mirrors.
The beam ricochetted off one mirror, then another, then another, over and over until it exited the building, somehow aimed directly at the Flynn-Fletcher house.
This time, due to differences in height and angle, it came at a lower angle, bouncing off of Phineas' tuba to shoot Ferb directly.
He got up from the grass and went over to Isabella.
Phineas' tuba-playing trailed off as he and Stacy were watching in slack-jawed awe. Perry would have been doing the same, if he hadn't accidentally gotten his head stuck in the popcorn bag.
"Isabella."
"Y-yes?" Isabella said, stunned by the serious look in Ferb's eyes.
And then he hugged her.
Because the Confess-your-love-inator never said anything about confessing verbally.
Both Isabella and Ferb were screaming internally and blushing madly during the hug. There was no way they could deny their pounding hearts.
Thankfully, just then, Phineas let out a victorious tuba solo.
"Dude, moment killer, much?" Stacy said flatly as Ferb and Isabella practically jumped away from each other.
"Whoops," Phineas said.
"Th-th-tha-that, um, I-" Isabella stammered, while Ferb went, "sorry, I don't know what came over me, I-"
"I DIDN'T MIND IT!" Isabella screamed, because she was panicking. "I, I, um, Ferb, I-!"
Phineas was about to do romantic tuba noises, but Stacy stopped him.
"I-!"
Ferb felt the butterflies in his stomach go into overdrive as Isabella struggled to get the words out.
"I want to know if you want to go to the movies with me this weekend!" Isabella exclaimed. "There, there's this movie about the zombie alien robots and, um, I thought… maybe you'd want to see it with me?"
There was a moment of silence after she said it, as Ferb froze like a statue.
Then, finally, Ferb gave her a little nod.
"Yes!" Isabella cheered, doing a little fistbump to herself, before kissing Ferb on the cheek again.
Ferb covered up his blushing face with one hand as Isabella continued her happy dance.
Stacy, being a kind and benevolent person, let Phineas have his little victory tuba solo.
The victory tuba solo was very premature, as the moment Isabella left, Ferb turned to Phineas and said, "don't get any ideas. This isn't what you're thinking."
Phineas dropped the tuba in his shock.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!"
flyfletchboy1: I am about to lose it. Please someone tell me how to get them to stop.
Vanessa was about to reply, but someone beat her to the punch. Her jaw dropped at the sight of the username.
dr_d: See, what I always like to do is make a complicated machine in order to solve trivial problems that could easily be fixed with typical solutions.
flyfletchboy1: Wow! That seems like the perfect solution! Please tell me more!
"DAD?!" Vanessa screamed out loud, making her mom check in on her out of concern.
dr_d: There's usually a few steps to it, like step 1) what do you want this machine to do? Figure out your materials and blueprints first. For this problem, maybe try a pheromone releaser or other ways of making them confront their attraction. Step 2) is building it, then step 3) is monologuing to your captured nemesis until he inevitably escapes and destroys the machine and you wallow in the ashes of your failure.
flyfletchboy1: Is there any way to skip step 3?
dr_d: What no that's the most important part.
punkprincess: dad?! why are you on this forum!?
RFOS: that's your dad?
punkprincess: no
Vanessa felt like dying of embarrassment, which successfully discouraged her from using the forum as much in the next few days.
This, unfortunately, meant she missed several things, such as the scheme to take over the Tri-State Area and Isabella almost breaking time.
Thankfully, Stacy, though she didn't comment on all of the topics, was keeping up with everything, and, on top of that, actually knew who was who. She would keep track of things for the audience while Vanessa was screaming at work and TV dramas.