I do not own Phineas and Ferb.
As they slowly trudged down the dirt road, the rain kept coming down. Isabella and Gretchen looked as if they had jumped into a freezing lake in September. The sky was slowly beginning to darken, the sheet of blackness chilling their bones even more at the thought of walking home in the rain when it was pitch black out. They started to run.
" Isabella, if we do reach a gas station, or find someone's house, how will we tell them where your car is? And, I don't have any money on me anyway, and I don't think you do either." Gretchen told her frankly.
" Your right. We couldn't tell them where my car is, and I don't have any money." Isabella replied. She had calmed down about an hour ago, and then had burst into tears. Now she was mostly walking in silence.
" I've already yelled all of the worst case scenarios at you, and now I cant think of any good ones." Isabella said pessimistically .
" Remember when we got our tree climbing patches when we were 10?" Gretchen asked, smiling weakly.
" Yeah….?" Isabella said, holding out the word to show she \was interested.
" Come on Gretchen! Keep talking!" Isabella encouraged.
" Well, maybe we could climb that really tall tree over there, and we could see if we could get a picture of where we were." Gretchen said.
" Okay, I'll start climbing!" Isabella said as optimistically as she could. She pulled off her shoes and socks, then gripped the lowest branch and started to climb. They had picked a good tree, because it rose a good 20 feet above all the others.
When she got to the top, the very tip of the giant pine started to sway.
Isabella looked around. She saw trees, a mountain, more trees, and… a house! It looked like it was two miles north, but they could handle it. Isabella drew a mental map in her mind.
She started to climb down, she called to Gretchen:
"Gretchen! There's a house that way! She pointed to a road that went left. The rain had made the tree slippery, and when she let go, she started to fall.
"Gretchen! Help!" she screamed as she fell the 30 feet to the ground,.
Gretchen ran over to the tree. But it was to late. Isabella had hit several branches in her fall, badly bruising her. She was just falling the last few feet when Gretchen came to help. Isabella's velocity carried them both to a jarring halt in the ground.
Isabella groaned as she slowly pulled herself to her feet.
" I don't think anything's broken!" She said optimistically.
" Ouch." Gretchen said as she stood up.
" now where's that house?"