A/N: Okay, you guys were confused last chapter on the answer to the question. I was referring to the paper mache airplane and the answer is: they didn't say. Well, I got your goat. Insert knee slap here. Okay, let's see another part of Mexico.
Previously on Phintastic...
"Do you want me to buy them or take them into the city?"
"Wow, this is Mexico. It's so Mexico-y."
"You started this mess and you have to fix it. I know you taught Phineas how to give the silent treatment and you need to bring him back."
"Usted es tan lindo. Do you know what that means?"
"Oh for goodness sakes, at least go in the bushes. There are children here."
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)
*P&P*
burrito eating contest*eat ice cream*take pictures with mariachi band*play maracas*watch the sunset*run from intense animal control
"Ah! Mexico is so beautiful. I can't believe I'm actually here. I've traveled to so many places but I've never been here before. I don't even know what to do first," Penny sighed.
"I can do anything as long as I'm with you," Perry flirted.
"Aw! Thank you," Penny cooed.
Penny brought him in for a kiss.
"I know something you will love. Right behind you is a burrito eating contest missing its third contestant," Perry told her.
Penny gaped at the popular contest and glided over to the last seat.
"And the last contestant is...a platypus?" an announcer asked.
"Is this some kind of joke? Get this animal off the chair and give the filthy beast to animal control," an obviously regular contestant demanded. *Insert coughing here*
"Excuh-use me? If this fanfic wasn't rated K+, I would have some very choice words to say," Penny threatened.
"Ah, it talks!" the guy screeched.
"If it walks and talks, it can eat so it can compete," the announcer declared. "Now, there are about 50 burritos in front of you. You have exactly 20 minutes. The first person to finish all the burritos without cheating, throwing up, or diarrhea wins. Ready, set, go!" the announcer yelled.
One by one or two by two, the contestants stuffed the burritos into their mouths like it was the last food specimen on Earth. Some passed out in the first round. One person barfed right as she was going to finish. It just left the two contestants left, Penny and that guy.
"When I am done with this, no one will forget the name Bizarre Extrano," the nasty competitor said with his mouth full.
"Um, I was done like 12 minutes ago and no one stopped the timer," Penny announced.
The crowd gasped.
"Well then, I guess the platypus with a big appetite wins the contest," the announcer told the people.
The crowd cheered.
"Who was the runner up?" one person asked.
"Who cares? He just got beat by a platypus. No one will want to remember his name," another replied.
They all laughed and Bizarre fumed in silence.
"Penny, how do you feel?" Perry asked.
"That girls can finally have a prize for eating," Penny stated. "Urg, I think I had one too many burritos and that's saying something coming from me."
Penny raced to the nearest bathroom scaring a couple of girls but there was no need for damage control. Perry smirked and decided to do some sightseeing on his own because he knew she was going to be in there a while.
Perry found a nearby strip...mall and decided to see something he could bring back home. He searched high and low but found nothing he could bring to satisfy his needs. Then, he found it. The newest love of this life. Just kidding, but it did draw him in like fan girls to One Direction. There on a podium sat the best fedora he had ever laid eyes on. The white stitching on the brim, the size fit him just right, and it was made in Mexico. He just had to get his hands on it.
"How much for this fabulous fedora?" Perry asked dreamily.
"Eh, $200," the store clerk told him.
Perry's state of mind was shattered.
"For a fedora?" Perry demanded.
"Not unless you want to barter for it," the clerk told him.
"$150."
"$300."
"$250."
"$400."
"Why do you keep raising the price?"
"You think this is supposed to benefit you?"
"Hmm... $450."
"$300."
Perry smirked.
"$350."
"$200."
"$250."
"$100."
"$150
"$50."
"$55."
"$25."
"$30."
"$15."
"$25."
"$5."
"$10."
"$0 and that is final!"
"Thank you."
Perry snatched the fedora and walked off.
"What just happened?" the clerk asked.
"You just got duped by a platypus. No one will ever want to know your name. Also, you're fired," another employee, apparently the boss, told him
The clerk fumed silently, vowing revenge on the platypus.
*PGIF*
Did you ever notice that I always put down PGIF? Replace the T and add a P and you get PGIF. Yep, back to the show.
"Now that we're done being embarrassed by you two," Phineas started.
"We can't make out in public? I thought this was Mexico," Ferb asked as he cocked his head to the side.
"If you couldn't do it in America, you can't do it here," Isabella explained.
"Oh so when you and Phineas were under the tree-," Gretchen pursued.
"That was different. Gosh, can we just focus on something else, please?" Isabella begged.
"How about this poster?" Phineas suggested.
An Old West type poster scrawled in Spanish showed two intimidating looking men with cowboy hats, bandanas around their faces, and a cowboy outfit on each of them.
"What does the poster say?" Gretchen asked.
"Ahem. Wanted, the Nameless Bandits. Wanted for stealing from old widows and harassing food vendors and fedora salesmen. A reward of 500 pesos will be awarded to whoever successfully catches these men and brings them to justice," Isabella translated.
"Well guys, I know what we're going to do today," Phineas announced.
"Going after bandits? Are you sure about this?" Isabella questioned.
"We've faced worse than bandits, Isabella. This should really be child's play," Phineas replied.
"I feel like we've faced more but I just can't put my finger on it," Gretchen said as she tried to reminisce on their 1st other dimension adventure. "Nah. So let's go catch some bad guys."
"Where do we look first?" Isabella asked.
"I think we should ask the fedora salesmen and food vendors," Ferb suggested.
"Good idea. Hey sir, have you heard of the Nameless Bandits?" Phineas asked.
"Como?" the vendor asked.
"I got this," Isabella said. "Hola, senor. ¿Has oído hasblar de los bandidos sin nombre?" Isabella asked.
"Oh, sí. Los delincuentes robaron todos mis ingredientes para hacer burritos. Ahora lo voy a vender?" the vendor cried! Translation: Oh, yes. Those criminals stole all of my ingredients to make burritos. Now what will I sell?
"Now we've got to help. Burritos are at stake here," Phineas said.
"Why should we care if burritos are gone? They aren't exactly healthy," Gretchen stated.
"Do you have any idea how mad Penny is going to be when she finds out we had a plan to save burritos? Do you know how ballistic Perry will go if he finds out that his favorite country to buy fedoras is going to sell out? No, this is for the people, us the people," Phineas explained.
"Dude, we're not going to go around Mexico City trying to find potentially dangerous criminals and try to bring them to justice with no supervision and nothing to protect ourselves," Gretchen stated.
"Maybe if we had some tools, I would be able to build something totally cool to track and bring the criminals to justice easy as pie," Phineas replied.
"We are not starting that again!" Isabella shouted.
"Gretchen's right. I mean, we have done things in the past like fighting super villians and going into the 2nd dimension to stop an evil overlord, but we had backup and high-tech weapons. We can't do this now. I mean, high-tech weapons are not going to just fall out of the sky," Ferb said.
Suddenly, blasters and lasers and shields galore rained from the skies and were enough for the four. No one else caught them which was pretty convenient.
"It's not like Christina Aguilera and Jennifer Lopez will just fall out of the sky," Ferb shouted.
"It doesn't work like that. Anyway, now that we have something to protect ourselves with, we obviously are going to wander the streets looking for trouble and get lost so kidnappers can find us. Obviously that's the right plan!" Gretchen yelled hysterically.
"What do you think we're doing now?" Phineas asked.
"At least can we have a map so we actually know where we're going," Gretchen persuaded.
"I have this city mapped inside and out. We'll be okay. Anything else, oh Hysterical One?" Isabella joked.
"Let's crack this case," Gretchen said readily.
"Okay, bad guys usually hang out in saloons. Isa, do you know any saloons around here?" Phineas asked.
"Actually, I do. Right this way, amigos," Isabella announced.
*C&S*
"This is my favorite place to hang out. All of the pretty girls come here. That's why I decided to take you here," Antonio told Stacey.
"Why thank you. How many times have you been here?" Stacey asked.
"Only once or twice. Maybe passed through," Antonio lied.
"Hola Antonio," a girl greeted as she walked by.
"Antonio, thanks again," another girl said.
"Antonio, you free tonight? I'll call you," yet another girl told him.
"Oh, I think it's been more than twice," Stacey stated as she walked in and leading Antonio who looked as dejected as a neglected puppy.
"You ever been here?" Candace asked Roberto.
"All the time, but only because Roberto practically tries to make this his home," Roberto answered.
"What is this place called anyway?" Candace asked.
"Simplemente Bailar Hangout. Just Dance Hangout even though we do more than just dance," Roberto explained.
"Do you want to show me around?" Candace asked.
"Sure, and I promise to not hit on you," Roberto joked.
"Fine. If you don't like me, I don't care," Candace joked.
"I never said I didn't like you," Robert told her as he grabbed her hand and led her inside.
Defining the Just Dance Hangout would be effortless. It's the perfect place for teens to be themselves. There are different colors on the wall from bright pink and turquoise to black and gray in the corners. There was a huge dance floor and a mini bar which served sodas and assorted food. There were tables, round and white with plush white seats shaped like bar stools. Different people came here from the typical cheerleader to the emo kids but they all seemed to get along in this one building made to but differences aside and enjoy good food and great music.
"You like?" Roberto asked.
"It's perfect. I can't believe pink and gray don't clash! The seats are so adorable! Gosh, the bar doesn't have alcohol, does it?" Candace asked.
"Relax and have fun. Look, I'll buy you a drink and it won't be alcoholic. Maybe a root beer?" Roberto suggested.
"Oh please, I can't let you buy me a drink. I just got here and I can't just mooch off of you like that. I mean, it's not like I have a lot of pesos to play around with," Candace explained, blushing.
"You're my guest. There is nothing I would rather do," Roberto said and he led her to the bar and ordered for her.
"Don't you want something?" Candace asked.
"Oh please, I've been around here so much that sometimes I get bored with what they serve," Roberto mumbled.
"What did you say?" the bartender demanded, a young boy of about 19 with curly black hair and glasses. He wore a white shirt and red pants with some black sneakers.
"I said I love your business," Robert piped up.
The bartender nodded and walked away to care for other customers. Candace sipped on her root beer.
"OMG! This is amazing. I don't think I would ever be tired of this every day. Gosh, thanks a lot," Candace shrieked.
"I'm glad you're glad," Robert replied and smiled warmly.
Candace blushed and continued to sip on her soda. Suddenly, The Way by Ariana Grande started to play and Candace got into a dancy mood.
"Do you want to dance?" Candace asked.
"What?" Robert asked.
"It's okay if you don't want to," Candace retracted.
"No no. I want to," Robert quickly replied, blushing.
Candace squealed and pulled him to the dance floor. They both laughed at each other's bad dancing and just decided to wrap their arms around each other and slow dance to the upbeat song.
"This is so amazing. I can't believe I've met someone who dances as bad as me," Candace commented.
"Hey!" Roberto remarked, pretending to be hurt.
"JK. Where are Antonio and Stacey?" Candace questioned.
"Oh, they seem to have been busy for a while," Roberto gestured to the couple in the "emo corner" making out.
"Wow, he must be a really good guy or a good kisser," Candace said.
"I'm still here, you know," Roberto told her.
"Yeah, I know. I'm glad for that," Candace answered as she rested her head on his shoulder. They stayed there for the rest of the song and another song and another song...
*PFIG*
The four arrived at the saloon which was literally named Saloon. So creative, I know.
"Guess this is the place," Phineas announced.
"No duh!" Gretchen snapped and barged in.
No one gave her a second glance as the place was packed with people, obviously mostly adults, and live bands played almost over everyone's talking.
"What's up with her?" Phineas whispered to Ferb.
"I have no idea," Ferb whispered back.
Ferb put an arm around Gretchen's shoulder and surveyed the scene. There were no suspicious people and everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves.
"Does anyone know what they look like?" Ferb asked.
"The usual: tan cowboy hats, red bandanas to cover their mouths, cowboy costumes, black eye masks.." Isabella listed.
"Like them?" Ferb pointed out.
Two rather "large" men were sitting in a table in the back of the room wearing the exact description and were deep in discussion.
"Someone needs to go over there and find out what they're talking about," Phineas addressed.
"I'll go. I look more natural than you guys and can just blend in with the crowd," Isabella said.
"We're natural. We can blend in," Phineas called after her.
Isabella pretended to mingle with a few people and kept a safe distance away from the men but not far enough to not hear their conversation.
"Man, we have the stuff. The burritos and fedoras are all locked in storage. Why don't we just do away with them now?" the former fedora salesman asked.
"I told you, we've got to take down the factories. Look, the burrito and fedora factories are conjoined so if we destroy them, we can loot a bit and then get rid of the stuff. Oh we're going to be rich after we sell all these to the States," Bizzare said greedily.
"Yeah, man. We've got the key to it all," the fedora saleman agreed holding up a golden key looped around his neck.
Isabella gasped. She snuck away from the crowd to find her friends stretching.
"What the heck are you doing?" Isabella asked.
"Being nonchalant," Phineas explained.
"Besides, it's good to stretch in case we have to make a getaway," Ferb added.
"Um, okay," Isabella replied slightly weirded out. "I found out some important information. Those two guys are the bandits and they're planning to take down all fedora and burrito franchises and sell the goods to the US. They are hitting the conjoined burrito and fedora factory next and they have everything in a storage facility locked with a key which is around one of the guys' necks."
"So we steal it? Easy as pie. I'm going to go get my expert robber tools against some
sneaky bandits and I'll be right back," Gretchen remarked snarkily.
"GOSH GRETCHEN WHAT IS WITH YOU?" Isabella asked.
Gretchen blushed and whispered into Isabella's ear.
"Oh, okay. Whatever. Control yourself, chica. But you're right. We need to find a way to get it off of them," Isabella agreed.
"We could help you with that," Penny announced coming out of nowhere.
"Where did you come from?" Phineas asked.
"We heard fedoras and burritos and decided to help you," Perry explained.
"Okay, there are performances on stage. If you guys can decide to do something awesome and attract the crowds to you, you can easily slip off the key without anyone thinking it's not part of the act," Penny explained.
Two mariachi band members walked outside to take a break and Phineas just got the best idea ever.
"Isabella, Gretchen, do you know how to flamenco dance?" Phineas asked.
"Sadly, yes," Gretchen replied.
"Well, you can perform that on stage and Ferb and I can be in the band. Then, you can slip the key off as part of the act and then we can go," Phineas explained.
"Okay, but I haven't danced in ages," Gretchen warned.
"Oh, I know you can do it and you will. Let's see if we can find some clothes and we'll see," Isabella told her.
A few seconds later, Isabella, Gretchen, Ferb, and Phineas were transformed.
Isabella and Gretchen were wearing flowy red dresses similar to the Emoji and had large red flowers in their hair and black flats. Their hair was curled and styled into a neat side bun. Phineas and Ferb were dressed quite ridiculously in white jackets, white shirts, white pants, and black shoes along with large black moustaches and white sombreros that could barely fit them. They parted ways and Phineas and Ferb discussed with the band.
"Everyone seems so bored with us now, amigos. We can't seem to entertain them much longer," one man said.
"Hey, have you tried something different?" Phineas asked.
"Like how?" another asked.
"Have you ever heard Gold Digger by Kanye West?" Ferb questioned.
"I can't do this," Gretchen said.
"Yes you can. You're Gretchen Adler-Warden of Fireside Girls 46231. You can do anything," Isabella reminded her.
"Yeah, I can do this," Gretchen reassured herself.
The first notes of Gold Digger by Kanye West were played and Gretchen blushed furiously but willed herself to go on. People, including the bandits, started crowding to the front of the stage.
Jamie Foxx intro
She take my money when I'm in need
Yea she's a triflin' friend indeed
Oh she's a gold digger way over town
That dig's on me.
[She gives me money.]
Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger.
[When I'm In Need.]
But she ain't messin' wit no broke broke.
[She gives me money.]
Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger.
[When I'm in need.]
But she ain't messin' wit no broke broke.
[I gotta leave.]
Get down girl go 'head get down.
[I gotta leave.]
Get down girl go 'head get down.
[I gotta leave.]
Get down girl go 'head get down.
[I gotta leave.]
Get down girl go 'head.
[Verse 1:]
Cutie the bomb met her at a beauty salon
With a baby Louis Vuitton under her underarm
She said 'I can tell you rock, I can tell by your charm
Far as girls you got a flock, I can tell by your charm
and your arm', but I'm lookin for the one have you seen her?
My psychic told me she'll have a a- like Serena
Trina, Jennifer Lopez, 4 kids
An I gotta take all they bad a- to show-biz
Ok, get your kids, but then they got their friends
I pulled up in the Benz, they all got up in
We all went to Den, and then I had to pay
If you [...] with this girl then you better be payed
You know why? 'Take too much to touch her
From what I heard she got a baby by Busta
My best friend said she use to mess wit Usher
I dont care what none of yall say, I still love her
[She gives me money.]
Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger.
[When I'm In Need.]
But she ain't messin' wit no broke broke.
[She gives me money.]
Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger.
[When I'm in need.]
But she ain't messin' wit no broke broke.
[I gotta leave.]
Get down girl go 'head get down.
[I gotta leave.]
Get down girl go 'head get down.
[I gotta leave.]
Get down girl go 'head get down.
[I gotta leave.]
Get down girl go 'head.
18 years, 18 years
She got one of yo kids, got you for 18 years
I know somebody payin' child support for one of his kids
His baby mama car and crib is bigger than his
You will see him on TV any given Sunday
Win the Superbowl and drive off in a Hyundai
She was s'pose to buy your shorty TYCO with your money
She went to the doctor got lypo with your money
She walkin' around lookin' like Michael with your money
Should have got that insured GEICO for your money
If you aint no punk
holla "We Want Prenup"
"We Want Prenup! Yeah!" It's something that you need to have
Cause when she leave your ass she gone leave with half
18 years, 18 years
And on her 18th birthday he found out it wasn't his.
[She gives me money.]
Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger.
[When I'm In Need.]
But she ain't messin' wit no broke broke.
[She gives me money.]
Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger.
[When I'm in need.]
But she ain't messin' wit no broke broke.
[I gotta leave'.]
Get down girl go 'head get down.
[I gotta leave.]
Get down girl go 'head get down.
[I gotta leave.]
Get down girl go 'head get down.
[I gotta leave.]
Get down girl go 'head.
[Verse 3:]
Now I ain't sayin you a gold digger, you got needs
You don't want a dude to smoke but he can't buy
You got out to eat and he can't pay, ya'll can't leave
There's dishes in the back, he gotta roll up his sleeves
But why ya'll washin' watch him
He gone make it into a Benz out of that Datsun
He got that ambition, baby, look in his eyes
This week he moppin' floors, next week it's the fries
So, stick by his side
I know his dude's ballin, but yeah thats nice
And they gone keep callin' and tryin', but you stay right girl
And when you get on, he leave your ass for a white girl.
[I gotta leave.]
Get down girl go 'head get down.
[I gotta leave.]
Get down girl go 'head get down.
[I gotta leave.]
Get down girl go 'head get down.
[I gotta leave.]
Get down girl go 'head.
Let me hear that back...
"Dip me," Isabella ordered.
Gretchen dipped Isa and she looped the key from the guy's head without him noticing a thing.
"Goodnight!" Gretchen greeted.
"Buenas noches!" Isabella greeted.
"That was great! Maybe we should do more like that another time," a mariachi man said.
"Hey, who are those two bozos? We've been trapped in a closet by 2 platypuses for 4 minutes and you decide to replace us?" the originals asked.
"That deal will have to wait. Hastala vista!" Phineas said hurriedly as he pulled Ferb from the soon-to-be disaster. They met up with Isabella at the front door and sadly the Nameless Bandits.
"Where do you think you kids are going? You think we actually didn't notice you take the key from us? Now hand it over and no one gets hurt," Bizzare said menacingly.
"No. You're going to ruin burritos and fedoras in Mexico City forever and we're going to stop you," Phineas boldly states.
"Fine, we'll have to do this the hard way. Let's have a little stand-off. We stand out here, we shoot at each other, and the ones who are alive get the key. You in or you just want us to kill you on the spot?" FS asked.
"Bring it on," Isabella challenged.
*scene swift*
"You go guys!" Penny cheered.
"You're going to actually let us do this right now?" Ferb asked.
"Oh, right. Don't forget to hydrate, it gets hot around here," Penny warned.
"Perry?" Ferb whined.
"You're the ones who wanted to stand up to them and bring them to justice. We bid you, adieu but don't die. Whatever you do, stay alive," Perry told them.
"For once, I'm going to listen to you," Ferb said.
The gang now dressed up like cowboys in the Old West stood their ground. Everyone from the saloon spilled out and waited in suspense.
"1, 2, 3, draw!" Bizarre called out as he shot each of the kids.
They were miraculously unharmed.
"What, that is impossible. I shot them square in the chests," Bizarre ranted in disbelief.
They pounded on their chests.
"Bulletproof armor, brother," they yelled in unison.
"Now we can take a shot," Gretchen announced.
The gang blasted at the two until they looked like Dr. Doof after a failed invention.
"Ay Dios Mio! Take the key. We're surrender," FS pleaded as he threw the yellow key in their direction.
Luckily, the police decided to show up.
"And you two are going into jail," the police officers told them.
The crowd cheered.
"As said, we will be awarding you with 500 pesos for all of you," the police officer told them.
"500 pesos? We're rich!" Ferb cheered.
"You know 500 pesos is like $40 in American money and if were to share, you'd only get like 6 bucks, right?" Isabella asked.
"You know, it's the people that matter," Ferb stated.
"Kids! What are you doing here? Where are Candace and Stacey?" Linda demanded.
"Um..." the kids replied.
*Candace and Stacey*
*7pm*
"Have you liked your stay here?" Roberto asked.
"I have," Candace replied, knowing it was true.
"When do you have to leave?" Roberto questioned.
"In a few days. We only have spring break off," Candace explained.
"But...I'm leaving in a couple days and coming back a week. I was hoping you were staying longer and I could cram more time in a couple of days."
"I might not even have time then. We might have to "bond" or something and Stacey still hasn't blown all her money on shopping."
"So this may be the last time we see each other?"
"Not unless we come back to Mexico."
"Maybe I could come over to the States."
"Yeah, maybe. Hey, can I have your number?"
"Sure."
The two exchanged phone numbers.
"Well, I guess that's it," Candace stated.
"Not quite," Roberto told her.
"What do you mean?" Candace asked.
"I still haven't given you a goodbye gift," Roberto assured her.
"You don't have to give me a gift. I really have to give you a gift. You have already done so much for me."
"Oh, I think you will know a way of paying me back."
"How?"
Roberto leaned in, grabbed her waist and kissed. Candace didn't know what overcame her but she kissed him back. They embraced each other and Candace started to cry. Roberto wiped a tear off her face.
"Don't cry for me. Las muchachas bonitas no deben llorar. I will miss you so much," Roberto whispered. (Translation: Pretty girls shouldn't cry)
"I will miss you so much more," Candace whispered back as she kissed him one last time.
She left to receive Stacey who was getting a drink.
"Stacey, it's time to leave," Candace ordered.
"Why were you crying?" Stacey asked.
"I'll tell you later. Let's go," Candace urged as she dragged her out of the club and tried to locate her mom.
*PFIG*
"Finally, everyone is here in one piece. Let's get back to the hotel room," Linda announced.
"Room service for everyone," Lawrence added.
"Now that that's over," Gretchen said as she slapped Ferb.
"What was that for?" Ferb whined.
"Why the heck did you lead Phineas to flirt with those girls with you? I already know that you're slightly unfaithful but you didn't need to lead him into that too. What made you think I would forget? You better have an explanation for this..." Gretchen went on while still slapping Ferb.
"Gretchen's back," Phineas groaned.
"You're back," Isabella said as she pecked him on the lips.
"Yeah, and I just can't wait to see what we're going to do tomorrow. I guess I'll do okay without tools after all," Phineas stated.
"Oh Phineas," Isabella cooed as she held his hand.
A/N: I know you know my laptop is supposed to be weird but I just found a charger like mine. It's borrowed though so I might not be typing on my laptop for long. I'll just put up a bunch of docs and do it from there. Phintastic is not over nor will it be on hiatus. I can work on two stories at the same time, right? I won't put a question up right now but you will see some more in the other story which might be up now. I'm working on more chapters so bye! I mean, ciao!