Author's Note: I'm back again! It's kind of cold here and cloudy, so that's why the atmosphere is like that in Phineas and Ferb. I figured they had to go back to school at some point, anyway, so it might as well be in November, followed by a prompt and long Christmas vacation. :D

This spans over the rest of the day mentioned in Chapter 1 (which is a Sunday). Next chapter will be Monday - the first day of school! I've decided there will be some OCs in there too.

"Okay, Ferb, we have to sign up now," Phineas said. "I'll go first, all right?" Ferb nodded and Phineas clicked on the Sign Up button in the top right-hand corner.

"Okay...Pen Name...that's an easy one, I'll just use Rollercoaster Engineer. You know, to reference our rollercoaster? Oh? You got it? All right..." He put it in his email and password. "I'm at least 13 years old? Well, assuming they mean a mental state that should be fine." He clicked on the box and went off to activate his email.

After Ferb had signed up as The Man of Action, they were actually reading stories. The first one they came across was by an author named Phinabella 4ever - "What do you think that means, Ferb?" - and was called 'Another Summer Project.'

"Cool!" Phineas said. "It looks like somebody has written a story about our summer projects. Let's see what they came up with." He clicked on the story and began reading.

"Okay, okay...they're putting on a charity concert with the Fireside Girls..cool, cool," Phineas said as they scanned through the stories. "And now I'm going behind stage...why? It doesn't explain...now Isabella's following me...?"

Isabella approached Phineas with a slight blush dusting across her cheeks. Phineas was standing as if waiting for her. His red hair was majestic and his sapphire eyes were simply captivating...Isabella could just swim in them for days. They sparkled in the light. Isabella walked toward him.

"Hello, 'Bella," Phineas said. Isabella shivered; whenever he used his "special nickname" for her, she always felt that he was calling her beautiful.

"I don't think I've ever called her 'Bella," Phineas pointed out. "And...majestic red hair? Sapphire blue eyes?" Ferb just shrugged, and they turned back to the computer screen.

"Hi, Phineas," Isabella said. She couldn't see herself, but the lighting from the stage made her own eyes light up beautifully, outlining every good feature she had. "I was wondering..."

"Yes?" Phineas said breathily.

"Well...I was wondering if...you wanted to go to a movie with me tomorrow?" Isabella asked, blushing and blinking her eyes rapidly. Her long eyelashes cast shadows across her pale face, which was now painted with red embarrassment.

"...Why wait for the movies?" he whispered romantically, moving closer to Isabella. Their faces grew closer and closer until...

"Okay! I think we can skip that story," Phineas said, looking humiliated. "Let's see if there are any OTHER stories by this person." He clicked on Phinabella 4ever's profile.

According to the profile, she was a girl who loved Phinabella but also wrote some stories with Ferb and Rae ("Who's Rae, Ferb?"). She had written 53 stories, almost all of them multi-chapter!

"Wow! I wonder if we'll ever write that many stories, Ferb," Phineas wondered aloud to his stepbrother. Ferb quirked an eyebrow, which Phineas knew meant perhaps, but we'll have to wait and see. Just then, though, Linda called from downstairs.

"Time for dinner, boys!"

...

Perry crashed through the roof of his nemesis. He could see Doofenshmirtz, who had his backed turned to him as he set up a table. When he realized that he wasn't trapped yet, he had a chance to look at his surroundings.

Doofenshmirtz Evil Inc. had been remodeled since yesterday. Instead of the evil lair he was used to with various mechanical things lying around - as well as an ugly green couch - there was a tidy, quaint room. There was a glass table that supported a huge plate of vanilla cupcakes, hand-painted teacups, a large teapot with a blue bird on the front, and a vase of light blue flowers. These all rested on a lacy white tablecloth.

The rest of the room was equally delicate and...very out of character for Doofenshmirtz. Perry blinked as he looked at the light pink walls with medium brown trim, loveseat, and lace curtains. Doofenshmirtz finally turned around to see what the commotion was, about twenty seconds late.

"Why hello, Perry the platypus," he said. "I was hoping you'd be dropping in today...though, really, I don't see why you did. Your fur must be all wet and there's not really anything suspicious about tea, is there?" Perry just stared back at him. "I'm sure you're waiting for my evil invention, aren't you?

"Well, I don't have one today! Oh, by the way, just sit down on the couch, will you? Here, have a cupcake and a cup of tea..." Perry sat down on the very comfortable couch and accepted the cupcake and tea. The tea was fragrant and delicious, as was the vanilla cupcake, which was still warm.

"I'm sure you're wondering why I invited you here to tea today," Doofenshmirtz admitted. "I...well, I was sort of doubtful about how good I was at being your nemesis lately, so I picked up this book." He held up a book titled 10 Easy Steps to Being the Worst Nemesis Ever by Elodie Hayes. "See? I can be the worst nemesis ever. Of course that means that I will be the best, by evil grammar. Anyway...this Hayes character says that you should be sure to put on a tea party every once in a while just to see if your nemesis needs any time."

Perry looked at Doofenshmirtz, not sure was to do. After about five seconds of Doof smiling hopefully, he just took a sip of his tea. An awkward silence followed, which was broken by Norm.

"It's cupcake time, sir!"

...

"Yeah, I updated Of Love and Werewolves this morning," Candace told Stacy. "Kristen and Jared totally met up after school when they were alone...but what they didn't know is that Michael was watching from behind a tree!"

Stacy emitted a squeal. "I can't believe I haven't read it yet! I can't wait to find out next! I couldn't convince you to maybe tell me what happens next, could I...?"

"Of course not, Stacy!" Candace said sternly. "You know I don't give out spoilers." She held out two shirts for Stacy to inspect: one black turtleneck and one green shirt with a bunny on it. "What do you think?"

"Too cold for the green one," Stacy decided, "and it would be ruined with a jacket. Black turtleneck." Stacy and Candace paid for their outfits and decided to walk over and see Jeremy before his shift ended. They finally headed to the Flynn-Fletcher house to eat dinner and go to bed early so they could get to school on time.