Title: GIR, I Know What We're Gonna Do Today! (GIKWWGDT)
Chapter 4: Hey Gaz, Whatcha Doin'?
Characters: Phineas, ~Ferb, Isabella, Gaz
Word count: 552
Author's Note: Also rewritten from the original chapter. This chapter is probably the one I changed the most. The first two were relatively the same; I kept most of the dialogue and just changed a few things. I completely started from scratch with this one, because the original chapter was so poorly written, mainly due to my own lack of interest and carelessness. That being said, I put my full attention into this story, so a review or two on your part couldn't hurt, right?
"Hi, Phineas. Whatcha doin'?" Isabella Garcia-Shapiro, Phineas and Ferb's neighbor and close friend poked her head through the gate. Across the yard, under the shade of the tree, Gaz's eye unconsciously twitched.
"Great, another one," Gaz Membrane muttered under her breath. While Zim, Dib, and even GIR were chatting it up with the other weirdly shaped kids in this strange and unfamiliar universe, Gaz had better, more important things to do, like play her Game Slave and finally beat the pig boss to get to the bonus level. Somehow, she got it work again after they woke up in the tree, although it would still emit annoying static sometimes.
She was determined to make up for it and defeat all of the vampire pigs... Her character, an avatar with purple, flaming hair, and a black leather outfit dodged a flying pig that swooped down from the top of the screen, causing her to nearly fall into a bottomless pit. As Gaz got caught up in the game, she moved with the avatar, jumping at an exploding pig crashing into the ground, leaning left as she narrowly avoided being crushed by a giant pig, and occasionally muttering aloud. She was so into it that she didn't notice the triangle and the pink bow watching her.
"Why don't you go over and introduce yourself?" Phineas suggested. Isabella nodded hesitantly and cautiously approached the strange girl.
"Hi, my name's Isabella Garcia-Shapiro—"
"And I care why?" Gaz hissed. She'd been thrown off by the arrival of the brightly dressed, annoyingly chipper girl, and nearly ran straight into a horde of vampire hogs.
Isabella frowned slightly. "What's your name?" she tried again.
"Gaz. Now move, you're blocking my light."
The other girl tapped her chin thoughtfully. She cautiously sat next to the purple-haired girl. "What are you playing?"
Gaz warily glanced at her out of the corner of her eye, before flatly answering, "Game Slave 2. I have to defeat these evil pigs."
"Oh, I've never played a Game Slave before."
Gaz risked another glance at her. What was she getting at? "Oh, that's too bad. If you'll excuse me, I'd like to get to the bonus level by the time triangle kid fixes the UTP."
"You mean Phineas?"
"Sure, whatever." Suddenly Gaz's avatar was surrounded by a mob of bomb pigs. She whirled around, but there was no way out and they were closing in on her – fast. Shifting her full attention to the game, Gaz started to fight her way through before the glowing red numbers on their backs reached zero. Just as she was nearing the end of her HP, another swarm (this one with wings) flew down from a nearby tree. She jumped, having been caught off guard but not as much as Isabella, who gasped so loudly that it broke Gaz's concentration.
To be honest, Gaz had forgotten Isabella was there. She'd assumed the other girl had left, intimidated or scared off or whatever. The red health bar disappeared and the GAME OVER screen flashed; Gaz scoffed in annoyance. She turned to Isabella. "Thanks; you made me lose." Without another word, she left a hurt-faced Isabella to find another spot to play her game in peace.
