A/N: I have an extra special super-duper really awesome idea. I created this special a long time ago but I really wanted to share it with all of you. During what most have as spring break, Phineas and Ferb will have their own little spring break. And by little, I mean big. Phineas and Ferb will go where most have gone before but will make it worthwhile. They will be going to...

Today, the boys were about to receive some special news that would change their spring break for the good.

"Boys, we're going to Mexico!" Linda announced.

Isabella barged through the door with a wet Gretchen who was pressing her body with a towel.

"Did someone say Mexico?" Isabella asked.

"Isabella! You can't just drag me out of my bathroom to Phineas and Ferb's house. I'm just glad I grabbed this towel before you dragged me away," Gretchen stated.

"Darn it," Ferb mumbled.

"Yes. We were actually going to ask your parents if you guys can come. Ferb, you need to talk to your father about your comments," Linda scolded as Ferb smiled smiled sheepishly.

Gretchen quickly wrapped her towel around herself.

"Hey Ferb," Gretchen greeted uneasily. "Isabella, we need to get out of here at lightning speed."

"I don't have any inspiration," Isabella answered.

"I'm in nothing but a towel in front of Ferb. Get creative," Gretchen said.

Isabella ran holding Gretchen with a sonic BOOM. Phineas ran into a bathroom to puke while Ferb fainted. Lawrence tried to revive Ferb while Linda rubbed Phineas' back.

*Perry and Penny*

"Hey Penny. Whatchya making that isn't deadly or poisonous?" Perry greeted.

"Good morning to you too," Penny greeted back. "I'm just making a breakfast burrito just for you."

"What do you want?"

"What do you mean"

"You're making a breakfast burrito only for me when I know burritos are your favorite food. Spill the pinto beans."

"I want to go to Mexico."

"Say what now?"

"Do you think Phineas and Ferb would allow us to go to Mexico with them?"

"They'll probably leave us at Grandma's."

"I think I have a plan. Don't worry, I'll handle this." Penny gave him the burrito, kissed his bill, and walked away.

"You left the stove on!" Perry called.

"I'm hot that way," Penny called back.

"You'll burn the house down!" Perry shouted.

"I'll still be hot!" Penny replied.

*PGIF*

"Now that I'm fully clothed, what do you want?" Gretchen asked.

"Do you not realize where we're going?!" Isabella yelled.

"We're going to Mexico, you're semi-homeland."

"Exactly!"

"Stay calm."

"I am calm. At least we aren't going to another continent or I'd scream."

"What's so big about our trip to Mexico? You've been to Africa."

"Everything! This will be the first trip we'll have together as a couple!"

*switch*

"We need an extravagant adventure to top it off with no distractions," Phineas continued.

"So...you're planning a honeymoon?" Ferb asked.

"No no. More like a..." Phineas started.

*switch*

"Romantic vacation," Isabella explained. "You can spend more time with that Ferb and I can spend more time with my Phinny."

"I'm overjoyed but I'm not that kind of person. I'm more of a..." Gretchen started.

*switch*

"Laid back and have fun type when it comes to vacations," Ferb finished.

"You don't get the point. It is crucial that we spend a lot of time together. You do realize that there are cute Mexican girls and we don't want you to..." Phineas said.

*switch*

"Be flirting with every guy you meet with every mi amor that gets thrown at you. You're so..." Isabella stated.

*switch*

"Vulnerable. The whole thing won't work unless you spend time with each other," Phineas concluded.

*both (though in different rooms)*

"You need to do this or the whole plan will fall apart!" Isabella and Phineas shouted simultaneously.

"Fine. I still don't see what the big deal is," Ferb and Gretchen replied simultaneously.

"Oh ho ho! Let's bring out the chart," the former couple responded in unison.

*L&L*

"Why did you invite the girls over and not the guys?" Lawrence asked.

"So they'll be more occupied," Linda explained.

"That means?" Lawrence asked.

"We get more alone time," Linda concluded kissing him.

"You just want to make up for Africa, don't you?"

"With a passion."

"Is Candace choosing any of her friends?"

"Just one. She'll probably choose Stacey or Jeremy."

"Are you sure?"

"As sure as I am of not having any more kids."

"Your loss."

"Shut up."

"I'm kidding."

"I bet Ferb got all those comments rom you."

"I swear it's not from me."

"When is our trip anyway?"

"In three days. Oh...my...goodness."

"I'll get Isabella's mom and you get Gretchen's dad."

"Aye aye, Captain."

Then, Phineas walks in.

"Can I ask you a question?" Phineas questioned.

"You just did," Lawrence answered.

"Be quiet. Go on, Phineas," Linda urged.

"Can Perry and Penny come with us to Mexico?" Phineas asked.

"We've already planned for Grandma and Grandpa to look after them," Linda explained.

"They're going to end up there just like in Africa. Do you want to repeat Africa? Huh? Do you?" Phineas pestered.

"No! I mean, I guess they can come," agreed.

"Thank you!" Phineas said as he jumped for joy and exited the room.

"You were so firm," Lawrence said sarcastically.

"I'd like to see you do better, Larry," Linda countered.

*P&P*

"We're going! I made Phineas ask and they said yes!" Penny cheered.

"I guess we are," Perry agreed.

"I knew the Mexican breakfast burritos were so worth it."

"Great. Your cooking can tell the future."

"Who wants to go to Italy?"

"Maybe we can make American breakfasts from now on?"

"Where is the fun in that?"

"I kind of like staying in this country."

"Too late."

*No one*

The next three days were hectic. They still had school and homework and extracurricular activities. So they did the last possible solution: they packed the hour before.

*Phineas*

"Drill, backup drill, extra shirts, extra screwdriver..."

*Ferb*

"Toolbox, screws, comb, extra comb, hairspray, mousse, extra mousse..."

*Isabella*

"Wednesday bow, Thursday bow, Friday bow, Saturday bow, and Sunday bow. Now onto the dresses..."

*Gretchen*

"Gossip Girl, dictionary, extra clothes, underwear, and 50 Shades of Grey. Should I have a bow for every day of the week too?"

*Candace*

"Flats for day, heels for night, and dresses. Lots and lots of them. Oh yeah, Mr. Miggens, you go on the bottom. Silly bear, you."

*Penny*

"I have finally gotten all of my feathers. What fashion magazines should I bring? Vogue, People, Cosmo...?"

*Perry*

"Brown fedora for Tuesday, light brown fedora for Wednesday, wait a minute. Do we even get a vacation? Eh. Dark brown fedora...?"

*IGFP*

"Hey guys. Whatchya doin?" Isabella greeted.

"Hi. How's it hanging?" Gretchen also greeted.

"We're ready to go," Phineas answered.

"Oh yeah. We forgot one teensy weensy little rule: no tools," Isabella reminded.

"Ha ha. Good one," Phineas laughed.

"I'm serious," Isabella stated.

Phineas clung to his suitcase.

"You'll get these tools when you pry them from my cold, dead hands," Phineas declared.

Isabella preceded to roll up imaginary sleeves and forcefully rip Phineas off his suitcase. She ransacked his whole suitcase throwing out every tool she came across. When she was done, she zipped it up, handed it back to Phineas, and turned to glare at Ferb.

"I'll just unpack myself," Ferb suggested.

A hectic ten minutes later, the Flynn-Fletcher family, Perry and Penny in separate pet carriers, and a surprising Stacey were in the van.

"When did you get here?" Gretchen asked.

"I've been here. Keep up, Gretchen," Stacey commented.

"Hey now. Hey now. Let's calm down and listen to some music," Lawrence suggested as he put on some classical music.

Phineas got bored easily and changed it to pop. Gretchen quickly changed it to country. Before a tune could be hear, Ferb turned it to rap. No one liked that nad they were all trying to change it at once. Suddenly, they stopped at a song they never knew they'd hear again.

Verse 1:

[Perry]

Our wedding planner was kind of bossy but we said, "What the hey!"

[Penny]

Our organist played the wrong song but we played it off.

[Perry]

This may be the best time of our lives.

[Penny]

But I seriously can't get enough.

Bridge:

[Perry]

Oh! It's a rite of passage.

[Penny]

We are the perfect package.

[Both]

This is the day that all our dreams come true.

[Perry]

This may be our only time

[Penny]

For us to make it shine.

[Both]

And I'd only spend this day with you!

Chorus:

There's many but only one is our very special day. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! It's our wedding day!

We know that this is worth it even though it was not perfect. It won't get in the way, way, hey!

It's our wedding day!

Verse 2:

[Perry]

The reception was great and only one wanted to object.

[Penny]

Don't get me started on that dude.

[Perry]

It's funny, through all of this, we only had one person complain.

[Penny]

That was only Buford about the food.

[Buford]

Shrimp, really?

(Bridge & Chorus)

Verse 3:

[Phineas]

We really wish you well

[Isabella]

And have many stories to tell

[Candace]

And you have to have to have kids, have only none!

[Ferb]

Just have an adventure and

[Gretchen]

For you to understand

[All]

We hope in this time you'll have fun. FUN! FUN!

[Ferb]

Baby, baby, baby, baby!

(Chorus)

[All]

Hey, it's our wedding day!

[Isabella]

For our wedding day, I want a red heart theme.

Phineas fainted.

Luckily, they played regular songs like Low by Flo Rida. Not much happens then so I'll just skip to security. That's where things get juicy. They put their stuff in the tubs and then...

Phineas walks through the doorway. It beeps. Ferb follows and it repeats the action.

"Do you guys have anything like watches, pocket knives, or tools on you?" asked the security guy.

"Of course. Let me just get the titanium bomb in my back pocket," Phineas said sarcastically.

"Be careful. We don't know what they're capable of. They built a roller coaster in one day," one warned.

"Don't worry sir and mam. We just need to take them in for a little inspection," the original security guard warned the parents.

"I just had to be sarcastic, didn't I?" Phineas commented.

The boys were whisked away to a magical place with a screen that sees even under your underwear for nuclear weapons. So comfortable. It was even more uncomfortable when they were released.

"Did you bring tools with you?" Isabella demanded.

"We had a piece of scrap metal on our shirts," Phineas said angrily though clenched teeth.

Wait, where's Perry, I mean Ferb. It's a force of habit. A scared security guard escorted Ferb out of the room.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Fletcher. It won't happen again, Mr. Fletcher. Goodbye, Mr. Fletcher," the guard rushed as he closed the door.

"What did you say?" Gretchen asked.

"Nothing. Nothing at all," Ferb replied. "I can't say the same for Phineas. He needs to watch his language."

"Okay, we all need some serious talks," Isabella inferred.

"Except for me," Gretchen added.

"By the end of this trip, you'll have something to add to your list of problems," Phineas commented.

"Says the guy who can't spell problems," Gretchen retorted.

"Kids, we've got to go. Our plane leaves in 15 minutes," Lawrence urged.

"We're coming!" Phineas called and they picked up their bags to follow Lawrence.

When the got there, they walked up to the attendant and handed their tickets.

"Get in!" she ordered.

"She's in a bad mood," Isabella commented.

"Do you have a problem, punk?" the attendant snapped.

"Just you," Isabella answered. "If you ever snap at me, I can personally send you to the moon. Adios chica."

"Let me rephrase that: Get in, weird girls."

"I know. It's weird that I'm riding the plane and you're attending it."

With that, Isabella stepped in and sniffed the air plane fuel.

"I thought I'd be used to this smell by now," Isabella commented.

"This is nothing. Remember, I live with Ferb," Phineas added.

"You're not exactly Mr. Clean. Thanks for farting Beethoven's 5th. I'm sure he'd be proud," Ferb retorted.

"Puh-lease. I've done the whole symphony," Gretchen sniffed.

"Is that a challenge?" Phineas asked.

"You guys are so gross," Isabella said.

"Oh come on! You've eaten grubs," Ferb challenged.

"It was for a patch so it was basically a life or death situation," Isabella responded.

Ferb turned around, grabbed a drink from a flight attendant, and set it in front of Isabella.

"Chug, chug, chug," Ferb urged.

"Chug, chug, chug," Gretchen and Phineas agreed.

"Fine, then. I'll drink my Dixie cup of soda," Isabella snapped as she finished it.

Ferb grabbed 2 more sodas and handed the attendant a bill.

"Keep them coming. We're going to be here for a while," Ferb ordered.

They kept urging and Izzy kept drinking until she suddenly stopped and held her stomach.

"She's gonna..." Ferb guessed but she burp-farted.

"That was loud...and gross," Ferb rated.

"I'm not gross. I just have_," Isabella started until she started bouncing up and down. "I gotta go."

Isabella rushed down the aisle to where a guy was one step away from stepping into the lavatory.

"Sir, can I please go to the bathroom before you? It's an emergency," Isabella pleaded putting on puppy dog eyes.

"Aww! You can go, little girl," the man agreed as he stepped aside.

"Yes!" Isabella shouted and went to use the bathroom.

The rest of the plane turned back to Ferb, Phineas, and Gretchen.

"Ferb, look what you did!" Phineas blamed.

"I haven't done anything!" Ferb defended.

"Oh yes!" Isabella shouted from the lavatory.

"She sound like she's giving birth in there," Gretchen commented.

"Are you sure about that?" Phineas asked.

"Push, Isabella. Push!" Ferb yelled.

"Shut up, Ferb!" the whole plane yelled back.

"This is the problem with Ferb. We can't take him anywhere," Phineas stated. "What do you see in him anyway?"

"I ask Isabella the same thing about you," Gretchen responded.

"She's not the one with glasses," Phineas countered.

"Like you have perfect vision."

"40/20."

"Then what is Ferb doing?"

"Making weird hand gestures behind my back."

Phineas turned and Ferb was doing just as he guessed.

"You are wise, young grasshopper. You still have much to learn," Gretchen joked.

"I will you from you, Sensei...when I am dead," Phineas replied.

*Candace and Stacey*

"Eep! Mexico. Aren't you excited?" Stacey shrieked.

"What is so exciting about it?" Candace groaned.

"There's the food, the dancing, and the cute boys."

"I have Jeremy, remember?"

"I know you have Jeremy. You tell me all the time."

"I'm sorry. I forgot that you and Coltrane broke up."

"This is not about me. It's about you."

"I don't know, Stacey. Wouldn't that be cheating?"

"What Jeremy doesn't know won't hurt him."

"You're right."

Is Canderemy no more?

*IGPF*

"I'm telling you. You and Phineas have it easy," Isabella stated.

"How so?" Gretchen questioned.

"I'm constantly in physical confrontation with Ferb when you guys fight verbally," Isabella explained.

"Oh please. If there was any physical confrontation, he'd be in the hospital for weeks," Gretchen told Isabella.

"Gretchen, Gretchen, oh oblivious Gretchen," Phineas started.

"Whatchya say, hun?" Gretchen asked.

"You really think you're tough but you already know that I am stronger than-," Phineas tried to say but Gretchen held his arm behind him.

"What were you saying?" Gretchen asked.

"If I could continue before I was rudely interrupted," Phineas replied now having Gretchen's hand behind his back.

Gretchen elbowed him in the stomach and slapped his face. He grabbed her bow and covered her eyes with it.

"We are so more violent than this," Isabella commented.

"I know. Thank you for the black eye," Ferb said sarcastically.

"Thank you for the scratches on my arm," Isabella replied.

"Thanks for the bite marks," Ferb countered.

"Thanks for the bruises," Isabella retorted.

They were about to hit each other when they saw Gretchen carrying an unconscious Phineas draped on her shoulder.

"What happened to him?" Isabella and Ferb asked slowly.

"He only fainted. I just mad him smell this bad perfume," Gretchen explained holding out a pink, purse-shaped bottle of perfume.

"That's mine! It's not that bad, is it?" Isabella questioned.

She opened the bottle and all the people around her fainted. She closed it and the rest were revived.

"I'm sorry but we're going to have to confiscate that perfume. Considering it made everyone faint, that is considered a weapon," a flight attendant asked putting her hand out.

"No," Isabella declined sternly.

A/N: And that is Part 1 of We're Going to Mexico! I was going to make it longer but I thought you'd get bored so I cut it in half. You guys, if anyone is even reading this, thank you for being so awesome and it would be great if you could advertise my story. Thank you!

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What song did Penny sing in "It's Our Wedding Day"? Ciao!