Authors notes: Well, here is entry number two in my series of Phinabella related things inspired by my awesome best friend. She deserves the best, but she settles for me. So, Enjoy!
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Perfect
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Phineas can't help but Marvel at the bundle of joy in his arms. Ten fingers, ten toes, breathing softly, absolutely perfect. He rocks slowly in his chair seated at the corner of Isabella's bed. Stirring, Isabella turns to face Phineas and smiles. There sit his two girls, the perfect picture.