A/N: Hello! Aren't you people wonderful? Here is a new one.
Previously on Phintastic...
"We're going to Mexico!" Linda announced.
"You guys need to do this or the whole thing will fall apart!" Phineas and Isabella shouted simultaneously.
"Of course. Let me just get the titanium bomb in my back pocket," Phineas said sarcastically.
"What Jeremy doesn't know won't hurt him," Stacey convinced.
"I'm sorry but we're going to have to confiscate that perfume," the flight attendant ordered.
"No."
Random Band: Our summer love was the best that it could get. We'd have so much time in the sun.
Now we have school work that we wish we could forget. That means we can't have fun.
Phineas: Um. Hello? Mic on? Let us do the singing, thank you. 1, 2, 3, 4!
Isabella-Whatever. I'm not wearing something like that ever.
Gretchen-I'm throwing tantrums like it's bad weather. Woah-oh-oh!
Phineas-Step back! Watch me become the quarterback.
Ferb-I'm saving up for my Cadillac. Woah-oh-oh.
All-Has life always been this crazy? I'm never prepared or am I just that lazy?
I've got love and I'll just be coming back for more. I'll just see life like I've never seen before.
It's fantastic. No, it's Phintastic! It's fantastic. No, it's Phintastic.
(Just to specify, all speaking parts in this song are indicated by colons and the dashes by the names are just the flashing images you see in the beginning of a theme song)
"Excuse me?" the flight attendant questioned.
"What matters the smell of something to consider it a weapon? Are dirty toilets a weapon? Is garbage a weapon? Nonetheless, I know one smell you can never confiscate," Isabella challenged.
"Oh. What is that?" the attendant asked sarcastically.
Isabella sat down and farted. Phineas held her hand and farted. Ferb sat next to him and farted. Gretchen gave a What the Hey shrug and let out a big one.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Gretchen suggested.
"Ode to Joy!" the four yelled.
PPP, IIFG, PPFG, III. PFG, GGII, FFGG, IIP. IIP, GGFG, FFIG, FFG. IIG, PPIG, FFPP, IIG!
By the last note, the plane ride was over and the passengers were covering their noses trying to get off. When the gang exited the plane, they threw dirty looks at the attendant and high-fived each other. Candace, Stacey, Linda, and Lawrence were still holding their noses stepping out.
"Do you have to embarrass us in every country? Candace complained.
"Don't blame me. Isabella got all sassy," Phineas defended.
"Ex-cuse me?" Isabella asked with emphasis.
"Nothing!" Phineas shrieked.
"Can we not have relationship problems in front of me?" Stacey asked.
Candace's phone rang.
"Who is that?" Stacey asked.
"No one," Candace mumbled.
"It's Jeremy, isn't it? It's always Jeremy. You have someone, your brothers have someone, and even your platypuses are together. It's not fair! It's just not fair!" Stacey sobbed as she ran into the bathroom.
"You should go to the bathroom with he, Candace," Linda suggested.
"Okay, Mom. I'll bring her makeup bag," Candace agreed following Stacey.
An awkward silence fell upon the remaining survivors.
"Awkward," Ferb said.
"How about I just get a shuttle to take us to our hotel," Lawrence suggested.
"Be sure to tell them that it's for 8 people and 2 pets," Linda added.
"Hey, where are Perry and Penny?" Phineas asked.
"I seriously have no idea," Linda replied.
"Do you remember where you last saw them?" Isabella inquired.
"I know I gave it to that check bags guy before we flew," Linda reminisced. (I seriously don't now where pets go. I've never flown with a pet)
"Maybe they're coming in the baggage claim," Gretchen deducted.
"Hey! Maybe they're coming in the baggage claim," Phineas repeated.
"I just said that," Gretchen snapped back.
"Yeah. You get used to it," Ferb assured her.
"What kind of myrmidon have I become?" Gretchen asked herself.
"Come on. Let's get Perry and Penny, okay?" Ferb urged.
"Okay. I just hope you didn't get those easily mistakable bags," Gretchen said.
"Their pet carrier is crème on one side with a big, black cursive P and teal on the other side with a print orange P. Anyone who takes it must be stealing," Ferb explained with great detail.
When they got to the baggage claim, Candace had called Linda and was freaking out.
"Mom, where did you go?" Candace rushed.
"Candace. Calm down," Linda cooed.
"I'm sorry. It's just that...never mind. Where did you guys go?"
"We're at the baggage claim."
"I'm on my way."
"Goodbye."
While Linda and Candace were having their conversation, the kids were having their own situation.
"Hey, do you guys see it?" Phineas asked.
"Not yet," Isabella answered.
"I have no idea," Ferb added.
"Found it! I have saved the day, as usual," Gretchen announced holding up the bag.
"Really? What is that behind you?" Phineas inquired pointing to a duplicate.
"How did that catch on so quickly?" Isabella wondered aloud.
"It's the only one with platypuses in them," Ferb urged.
"Hey! Give me back my bag!" a little girl demanded.
"I'm sorry but this is not your bag," Gretchen responded.
"I don't care how confused you are but you need to give me back my beavers or else you'll get squashed like a bug on a steamroller," the girl threatened.
"Little girl, I know you think you're tough but you are still mis-," Gretchen continued when the girl kicked her in the shin and walked away with the bag.
"Let's go," Isabella said picking up the appropriate bag.
Candace and Stacey had already caught up with them. The former was doing the "Your Dead" sign while the latter was hiding a bag of tissues behind your back. Yes, your back. You think she would hide it behind her own?
"Are we all ready to go?" Linda asked.
"Yeah," they all agreed.
The group proceeded until...
"Phineas, what is that behind your back?" Gretchen asked. See? Not so very smart hiding it behind your own back.
"Besides my butt?" Phineas replied wavering from the question. Smooth.
"He's got a tool!" Gretchen announced.
"Wow. Who knew you'd crack?" Isabella wondered aloud confiscating the tool.
"Where did you get this?" Ferb inquired.
"I may have probably taken one little screwdriver next to a guy working in a candy shop," Phineas said nervously. To all of you out there who get anything gross out of this, I am NOT changing the rating to T.
"I got it," Ferb reassured as he got out a sling shot and shot the screwdriver back to the owner.
"Lucky shot," Isabella said.
"It's called skill. You should get some sometime," Ferb retorted.
"Stop! In this day only, you have driven me over the end with your shenanigans and constant fighting. I know you all have a bit of jet lag and anticipation so I don't want to stay here any longer. Let's go!" Linda rushed.
The gang solemnly walked to ground transport to meet Lawrence. Lawrence seemed glad to see them.
"Oh, I'm so glad to see you," Lawrence started. See? "There was a long line to schedule and there was an incident over line position with a lady and some papaya where-," Lawrence tried to say before he was cut off.
"Yeah yeah. Is the shuttle here yet?" Linda interrupted. I see where Candace gets it from.
Luckily, a shuttle pulled up in front flashing Flynn-Fletcher. How convenient.
"Not a moment too soon," Lawrence muttered.
"You guys the Flynn-Fletchers?" the driver asked.
"Totes. Now, we got to go," Linda ordered.
With Candace speed, she packed everyone's suitcases and sat next to the driver.
"Sit in a seat right now or you're all grounded!" Linda ordered.
No one dared anger her any further and quickly sat.
"Where to?" the driver asked.
"Embassy Suites on Marimonte and step on it," Linda directed.
The driver weaved through the crowded streets and had to stop to move a reluctant cow much to Linda's dismay, but they got there. Anyone else think we're moving at hyper speed? Linda zipped to the check-in counter.
"The Flynn-Fletcher party is here. Here's my ID, license, hotel papers, hair stylist, and clown tailor so we really need to go," Linda blabbed and took off with everyone's luggage up the stairs.
"May we have the room keys?" Lawrence asked.
"Of course you may," the check-in manager replied handing the keys.
"Elevator," Lawrence announced.
"One foot behind you," Phineas responded.
By the time the group got up, Linda was tapping her foot impatiently.
"Now that you're all finally here, I can tell you the rules for tonight. You must not leave your room unless it's for an emergency. Also, boys and girls can't share a room," Linda ordered.
"Aw, and I was going to share a room with Isabella, stay up, and gossip all night," Ferb squealed.
"Girls don't talk like that," Isabella defended.
"And here I thought it was just puberty," everyone besides Isabella and Linda joked.
"Bed, now," Linda commanded.
In a flurry, the hallway was cleared.
*Lawrence and Linda*
"What was that all about?" Lawrence questioned.
"I cracked," Linda replied simply.
"Under what?"
"Boredom...and our kids."
*P&P*
"Oh my gosh. I have been in there for ages and I have a cramp," Penny complained.
"The guys basically rebuilt our home into our pet carrier and you have a cramp?" Perry asked.
"I have a cramp in my...arm from Ping-Pong. This is the problem with pulling all-nighters," Penny stated as she stretched.
"I bet we're in Phineas and Ferb's room. I can see them talking in their sleep," Penny explained.
"Oh Isabella. We're in Phinabella Land. We're going to be alone for a while," Phineas murmured.
"No, Gretchen. I do not like the diner girl. Why would I go out with some lowly diner girl when I have you as a supermodel wife?" Ferb mumbled.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Perry suggested.
"I'm already on it," Penny replied holding up a video camera.
*P&F*
At exactly 7:30, their alarm clock played "We Will Wake You" and Phineas hit the snooze button.
"Are we in Mexico yet?" Phineas asked.
"Yeah. Are there girls on this trip?" Ferb responded.
"Heck yeah, dude!" Phineas sleep-cheered.
"Does it obligate us to get 5 more minutes of beauty rest?"
"You bet it does."
Phineas and Ferb plopped their heads back on their pillows.
"Get up or be terminated!" the alarm cock warned.
"Ah! Okay, we're up!" Phineas shouted.
"That was a clip from the new movie Mechanical Heart coming soon to a theatre near you," the radio announced.
*I&G*
"Why are you up so early?" Gretchen groaned.
"My Phineas senses are tingling. I think he's awake," Isabella explained creepily.
"Well, your senses don't make sense. My Ferb senses say GO BACK TO BED!" Gretchen said.
"I say we need to wake up. It's a special day so you have to wear your bow, put on some makeup..." Isabella trailed off.
"Hold the phone and call 911. I will wear the bow but I will not wear any more makeup than I usually do."
"How much makeup do you usually wear?"
"I just have eye shadow, eye liner, mascara, chap stick, lip gloss, and a bit of blush."
"Wow. You wear more makeup than I do."
"Do you think all of this comes naturally?"
"That's why it's harder being a girl."
"You said it, sister."
"Let's get our Mexican groove on!"
*C&S*
"What do you think we're going to do in Mexico?" Stacey asked.
"Shop, shop, and shop some more," Candace joked.
"I want to see the culture and speak the language. Well, maybe not speak the language. I didn't pay attention much in Spanish."
"All you need to know is Hola, Si, No, and No Habla Espanol."
"We could always find a translation book."
"That's a great idea, Stacey."
"Nah! I'm not a big fan of books. I'll just use my phone."
*PIFGPP*
"Hey Phineas. Whatchya doin?" Isabella greeted.
"Hi Ferb. How's it hanging?" Gretchen also greeted.
"Hey guys. We were just looking for Perry and Penny," Phineas inquired.
Right on cue, Perry and Penny walk out of Phineas and Ferb's room laughing.
"What's so funny?" Isabella asked.
"You probably won't think it's funny," Perry said.
"We're in middle school. I think we can handle it," Gretchen stated.
"It's just a video of you guys sleeping. Check it out," Penny told them.
"The gang crowded around Penny's video camera.
*video*
[Phineas]
Oh Isabella. We're in Phinabella Land. We're going to be alone for a while. I'm glad we ran away together. I know it's crazy and we're basically kids. I'm a wizard and you're a princess. Kiss me and we can go over the rainbow.
[Ferb]
No, Gretchen. I do not like the diner girl. Why would I go out with some lowly diner girl when I have you as a supermodel wife. Oh Gretchen! Keep going. That's it. Don't stop. Oh. Oh my gosh! Gretchen! Well, one thing's for sure. You make better ice cream than her.
[Isabella]
Oh Phineas. We are together and alone. You have finally wanted to spend time with just me. It really helps that we're the last two people on Earth. Kiss me, Phineas. Kiss me for our survival. Yes, yes I do. Let's honeymoon on the beach.
[Gretchen]
I love you so much, Ferb. Mph. Oh gosh. Don't stop. Please don't stop. Go harder! Faster! Keep going! My...Ferb! Oh you're good. Let's agree to keep this little secret between us. We wouldn't want anyone to know you give good massages. Mr. Panda, your fly is down.
*real life*
Phineas has fainted, Isabella is covering her mouth in shock, Gretchen has been stunned by the blush gun, and Ferb is just plain laughing.
'Why am I...the only one...who thinks...this is hilarious?" Ferb asked between laughter.
"Phineas! You need to get up," Isabella pleads out of her faze. " I won't tell anyone, I promise. The...princess wants you to get up, wizard. It's not time to go over the rainbow. Um...Gretchen is touching you."
"Hey!" Gretchen shouted.
Phineas' eyes shot open.
"Does anyone know the meaning of privacy?" Phineas groaned.
"Don't look at us. Penny and Perry dropped the drama bomb," Isabella retorted.
"We watch them sleep all the time on the Pereny website," Ferb said.
Everyone murmured in agreement.
"Hold the phone and call 911. Where are these cameras coming from?" Penny demanded.
"Oh, I don't know. We just think they're funny. Look at the one from last night," Gretchen announced holding up her phone. The crowd cautiously crowded around Gretchen.
*video*
Perry and Penny were sleeping peacefully on their bed. One minute later, Penny wakes up, pushes Perry off, and goes back to sleep.
"Subconscious my tail," Perry grumbles.
In a scene swift, Perry had a weird contraption set up. He pulled a lever and Penny was flipped off the bed, headed to the door which had a mattress, and plopped onto a mattress on the floor. Penny got up annoyed to Perry sleeping.
"Oh this is so not over," Penny declared.
In another scene swift, Penny had Perry tied up connected to a large fishing pole She pressed a button on the pole and it reeled him in. She clapped to herself and went back to sleep. Perry untied himself from the line, added a plastic hook, and reeled Penny in. She didn't even care about pretending to sleep anymore and started fighting over the hook with Perry.
"We're not even pretending to be asleep," Perry said.
"Back to bed?" Penny suggested.
"I have a better idea," Perry countered.
*Real life*
"That's the story of how we pulled an all-night Ping-Pong tournament," Penny concluded.
"Who won?" Ferb asked.
"Me obviously," Perry gloated.
"Ooh! You beat me at Ping-Pong. That's such a big accomplishment, " Penny said sarcastically.
"Way to hide your jealousy," Perry replied just as sarcastic.
"Hey Phineas, where are your parents?" Isabella inquired.
"They're probably asleep," Phineas answered.
"Who wants to order room service?" Isabella asked.
"Yeah, everyone agreed.
"Who wants to have Perry pay for it all?" Isabella announced.
"Yeah!" everyone except Perry agree.
"What? No!" Perry disagrees.
"Aw," everyone else whines.
"If only there was something to get rid of hotel boredom. Oh yeah! We don't have our tools," Phineas said.
"Why don't we do what normal people do?" Isabella suggested.
"Normal people? What is this normal you speak of?" Phineas questioned.
"What do you guys do when you're not building?" Gretchen asked.
"We do stuff like texting, play sports, and all that jazz but we obviously can't play sports and my phone does not have international coverage," Phineas explained.
"Dude, what happened to your international coverage?"
"I kind of dropped my phone in the toilet," Phineas told them.
"Ew!" Isabella shrieked.
"I just wanted to know what would happen," Phineas defended.
"Did you, like, fix it?" Penny asked.
"Did I mention I flushed it?" Phineas confessed.
"I guess you got a new phone and your parents took out international coverage," Gretchen stated.
"Totally," Phineas groaned.
"Can't you do something to your phone to give it international coverage?" Perry suggested.
"Wouldn't it be nice to have some tools to work that out," Phineas complained.
"He's right. You took everything," Ferb agreed.
"We don't need texting," Isabella said.
"What kind of monster are you?!" Penny shouted.
"Calm down now. When do we hurt Isabella?" Perry asked her.
"When she hurts the people that count," Penny answers sullenly.
"Good girl," Perry cooed.
Finally, Linda and Lawrence came out to the hallway.
"We can hear you guys," Lawrence explained.
"I guess you're all ready to go. We'll be out in a few minutes so get Perry and Penny ready. If only there was a reliable and fun alarm clock," Linda pondered aloud as she closed the door.
Phineas angrily turned to Isabella.
"You're not mad at me, are you?" Isabella asked.
Phineas went to his room and slammed the door.
"Oh! He just locked you out!" Ferb teased.
"Ferb!" everyone else scolded.
"He does this all the time. He'll get mad, give you the silent treatment, and you wait until he breaks," Ferb explained. "But he never locks me out."
"Pft. The Silent Treatment. It's not like it worked when I told Penny that her backflip looked like a turkey doing the Harlem Shake," Perry pfted.
"Have fun sleeping in your own room," Penny countered.
"Oh!" everyone cheered.
"he didn't necessarily put in a high-security lock. You can have Ferb give you the key and apologize," Perry advised.
"Thanks!" Isabella thanked. "Ferb, would you be a good friend and pretty please give me the keys to your room?"
"Are you kidding me? Of course not!" Ferb refused.
Isabella pouted her lips and threw him a puppy dog face.
"Oh no! Just stop it. Cut it out," Ferb ordered.
Isabella continued her pleading look.
"Fine, take the key," Ferb said defeated handing her the key.
"Thanks! Hey Gretchen, how does it feel that I can seduce your boyfriend?" Isabella asked cockily.
"What did you just say?" Gretchen demanded.
"Too late. I got the door," Isabella rushed as she got in.
Count it; exactly 20 seconds later Isabella came out of the room with a face as red as Phineas' hair.
"Here's your key back," Izzy announced handing it to Ferb.
"What happened?" Gretchen asked.
"He was shirtless. Woo!" Isabella cheered.
"Did you get pictures?" Penny questioned.
"Heck yeah!" Isabella agreed.
"Why do you care?" Perry inquired.
"You're shirtless every day. I like it when other girls experience it," Penny explained.
"That's great. I have to go kill Isabella now," Gretchen said threateningly.
Isabella ran into the hotel room and locked the door. Gretchen rolled her eyes and stuck her key in.
"Don't kill her!" Penny warned.
"I'll think about that," Gretchen replied as she slowly stepped in and closed the door behind her.
A few minutes later, they heard a scream from behind the door.
"Let's go," Perry suggested.
"Indeed," Ferb agreed.
*I&G*
Isabella screamed.
"You look adorable!" Isabella squealed.
"You don't have to announce it to the whole building," Gretchen said blushing.
Gretchen had changed dramatically. She wore a red dress with a white belt and a slightly peachy cropped jacket on top. On the bottom, she wore black tights and ruby red slippers. To top it all off, she had a black bow.
"I can't stop squealing," Isabella squealed. "Why the sudden change of wardrobe?"
"Well..." Gretchen trailed off.
"I get it. Rock yourself."
"Thanks Izzy."
"Your welcome."
"One more thing."
"Sure."
Gretchen punched Isabella in the arm.
"Don't ever do that again," Gretchen scolded.
"What about my problems?" Isabella whined.
"What problems?"
"Phineas is mad at me and I don't know what to do."
"Oh yeah."
"Help me!"
"I guess you have to look like you want him but don't want him."
"Okay. How do I do that?"
"Talk to us sometimes and secretly say I'm sorry with your eyes. It sometimes helps to mouth the words."
"Has Ferb ever given you the silent treatment?"
"Oh plenty a time, my friend."
"How do you know he's not just being his quiet self?"
"That's why you have the luxury."
*P&F*
"Are you legitimately mad at her?" Ferb asked.
"Of course I am," Phineas replied.
"And here I thought it was just puberty. I get she took the kids away but-."
"They're not old enough to be left alone!"
"There there. Why are you shirtless anyway?"
"I'm getting the gray shirt."
"So you're going serious on this one?"
"Exactly."
"All you need to do is act."
"Sadly, it's Isabella. How do I know I won't break at the first second?"
"From my many years of silence, I will teach you all you need to know. First, hand out with me for a while. Then, flirt constantly. Ease off it as you go by giving her looks in between over your shoulder."
"Besides me, who have you given the silent treatment to?"
"I do it to Gretchen when I get peeved."
"You get peeved?"
"I'm still human!"
"Eureka!"
Phineas pulled out a light gray T-shirt.
"Let's do this," Ferb announced.
A/N: Remind me to never get advice from Ferb. I started this over Spring Break and will finish it before May 24 or whenever you guys choose. I'm all for the reviewers. Now for, What the Tralfazz? Who were the babies Phineas referred to? Ciao!