A/N: I'm so, so sorry for not uploading for so long. Summer began and I guess I got caught up in the laziness of it all. In other news, I will be moving Paris Again and Caffeinated Parts 1 and 2 onto their own pages so I can work on them independently of the drabbles. Thank you for your patience, which shall be rewarded with an update!
"Ferb, you sure it's working?"
"Yes, Phineas, I am."
"So why isn't it doing anything?"
"It-"
"Not to be rude or anything, but usually something happens when our machines work," Phineas said, his tone irritable. "That's kind of the definition of 'working'."
"Phineas-"
"Hey Phineas," Isabella said, skipping into the backyard, "Watcha do-?" She froze at the sight before her.
"Hey Isabella," said Phineas turning at the sound of her voice. He trotted over to Isabella, who stared at him in shock. Noting her expression, he asked "What's wrong?"
Ferb smacked himself in the face.
"Am I in Phineasland?" Isabella mumbled quietly to herself.
"Phina-what?"
"Phineasland," Ferb corrected, marching over. Turning to Isabella, he said, "and no, no you're not. Phineas and I made a few alterations to the wood-metal fuser and I accidentally pressed the on switch. I'm not sure where the, ah, equestarian DNA came from, but now we've got a fully fledged centaur on our hands."
"A centaur! Where?" Phineas exclaimed, whirling around.
"He's never going to believe us, is he," Isabella remarked.
Ferb just shook his head.
"Why do I suddenly have an urge to eat grass?" the redhead remarked.