Author's note: The first chapter and prologue of this story have been written for so long I don't even remember when I started it. But, today I finally hankered down and wrote the second chapter – yay! :D

Please read and enjoy!

Phineas and Ferb do not belong to me, yada yada yada.

"Hmmm," Phineas Flynn mused aloud. "What to do, what to do, what to do today."

Isabella opened the gate to the Flynn-Fletchers' backyard and greeted Phineas. "Hi Phineas, what'cha doin'?"

"Ferb and I are just trying to figure out what to do today."

"Okay. Well, I heard from my mom that new neighbors are moving into the house next to mine. I've been watching the driveway for hours now, and it would be nice to do something else for a while." Isabella grinned and sat down beside Phineas; she also leaned closer to him to look at his laptop screen.

Phineas unknowingly flushed a light pink at Isabella's close proximity, but quickly turned his attention back to the screen.

"Like I said, we don't have anything planned yet for today. I kind of have creativity block right now, so it would be helpful if you had an idea or two. Got any?"

"Hmmm…What about a machine that turns stuff into vegetables?"

Phineas thought for a second. "No, I can't really find any good uses for that one. Unless you're an evil scientist who wants to take over the Tri-State Area," he added. Ferb and Isabella looked at him oddly. "What?" Phineas shrugged. "It's a valid reason."

All three returned to thinking. Then Phineas snapped his fingers. "I've got it! Ferb, I know what we're going to do today! Remember when we made that interactive video game a few years ago? Well, I think we should make another game, only this time we should make it a little more complex than just jumping and ducking."

"Cool," Isabella said, grinning.

Ferb looked around. "Has anybody seen Perry?" he asked, causing the other occupants of the backyard to stop what they were doing and look around as well.

Perry the Platypus checked to make sure no one was watching, then whipped his brown fedora on and dashed to the fence. He waited for the fence to flip him into the secret entrance, and then slid down the tube into his lair. He then rushed to his red chair, where he patiently waited for his boss to brief him on his mission.

"Good morning, Agent P. Normally I would have info about Dr. Doofenshmirtz, but Carl left the receptors for the hidden cameras outside overnight and now they are soaked and unable to be used." Major Monogram glared off-screen at Carl, who was manning the camera.

"Sorry, sir," Carl said.

Monogram turned back to the screen. "Anyway, Agent P, go stop Doofenshmirtz!"

Perry saluted his boss and jetpacked out of his lair, narrowly avoiding being seen by the occupants of the backyard.

Across the street, in the front drive of the house next to Isabella's, a minivan pulled up. Shortly after the engine turned off, a woman with light brown hair opened the driver's side door and got out. She pulled open one of the van doors and waited for her daughter to climb out, surveying their surroundings.

The girl who got out had hair that shone in the bright sunlight, as yellow as a daffodil. Her sky blue eyes sparkled a little as she smoothed her skirt and brushed some dust off her shoulder. "Mum," she spoke in a pronounced British accent, looking at her mother, "when's Dad going to arrive?"

"Well, Emily, he should only take a few more minutes before he gets here with the truck." Mrs. Kinney ran a hand through her daughter's golden hair and straightened the dark blue bow perched on top of it. "Don't you want to go meet the neighbors, dear?"

Emily looked around and nodded. "Okay, Mum," she said.

She walked down the sidewalk and deduced quickly which house to visit. Across the street, she could hear laughter and people talking. She took a few steps in the direction of the sounds, then turned to look at her mother, who motioned her to go on. Emily looked both ways so as to not get run over by a car or something crazy like that.

She cautiously walked up the driveway (not wishing to get kidnapped or anything) and knocked on the fence gate. A redheaded boy and an ebony-haired girl, sitting very close together, turned to look at her. "Have I seen you before?" the redhead said, face screwed up in concentration.

"Um – no, I don't believe so," Emily replied. She opened the gate, convinced that these teens wouldn't hurt her. "I'm, uh, Emily. Emily Kinney – I just moved here from England."

The girl in the backyard snapped her fingers. "Yeah! You must be the new neighbor my mom was talking about." She stood from her position next to the boy and walked over to Emily, hand extended. "I'm Isabella Garcia-Shapiro, former leader of Fireside Girls Troop 46231."

Emily nervously shook the petite hand in front of her. "Nice to meet you, Isabella," she said politely.

Isabella gestured to the redhead, now staring at the computer screen in his lap. "That's Phineas Flynn, inventor extraordinaire." She grinned and blushed a little as she said this, leaving Emily to wonder about their relationship (as if the name wasn't enough to wonder about). Phineas looked up briefly and waved, smiling broadly. Isabella turned back to the blonde. "I live right across the street, probably in the house to your…" She thought for a second, then continued. "…um, your right."

"The one with the swimming pool in the backyard?"

Isabella stared at her in surprise. "Wow, you're observant," she said.

Emily shrugged before replying. "No, actually I've been looking at satellite photos on the Internet."

"Oh. Well, that explains it," Isabella said, nodding. Then she changed the subject. "So, anyway, this is Phineas's backyard. He and his stepbrother build the most amazing machines almost every day, so be prepared if you see something -!"

The sliding door opened, causing all occupants of the backyard to stop what they were doing. Phineas looked up again, his face brightening. "Hey, I thought you said you were only going to take a few minutes, Ferb!"

Emily froze. Okay, the possibility of it being him… She slowly turned around, while Ferb answered. "Hey, it wasn't that long -!" His mouth dropped open at the sight of the British girl.

"E-Emily?!"

hahaha I gave you a cliffhanger

aren't I so eeviill

Just kidding – chapter three (a.k.a. Chapter FOUR because of the prologue) should be up soon and you will be put out of your misery. Also, I like reviews! *hint hint*