So, a few of you read my story, and a couple of you are following. I know I said I wouldn't post again until I had five comments, or reviews as I learned fanfiction calls it, but I want to write another chapter. I own nothing but the idea.

Phineas POV:

So, I heard my story about comet kermillian got around. I suppose you don't believe me. You may ask "Why would he be mean to Isabella?" "How could he be so evil?" "How are we asking questions we didn't ask?" Well, is teasing a good friend mean? Is april fools day mean? Is it really evil? I don't think so. I think that I am just teasing Isabella in a way to get a good chuckle. One of my better feats happened at a time when I wasn't even planning on torturing Isabella.

So Ferb and I are playing some remote control catch. He is being all fancy, and I am making weird noises. I shoot a pop fly, not considering the consequences. In a short time, an alien space ship crashes. Inside was something so cute, I forgot Isabella existed. Forgetting about her reminded me that I love to confuse her. I came up with a plan. Apparently, Irving never caught me talking to Meap, but i had told Meap to go follow Candace. What could go wrong, Ferb would fix the ship, Candace would have a decent Banga-Roo, and I could bug Isabella with my "cute tracker."

Isabella comes over and says "whatcha' doin'" like always. Perfect. I go through some sort of speech about Meap, Ferb, and spaceships to distract Isabella. She asked where meap was, like planned, and I say something about finding him. A couple of scene cuts later, and I have a cute tracker. We start walking and every few minutes I mention interference. Isabella ignorantly assumes it is her, but really it is just me trying to infuriate her as much as possible. Some of you may think that the butterfly that flew by was interference, but really, it was me making stuff up.

The day goes on, we go get captured, I tell Isabella about the resistors, and life goes on. unfortunately, Irving didn't capture the part where I say something about how the resistor I used was small compared to my last cute friend, but that would have caused nerd riots.

So, now do you believe that I am oblivious? If you do, you obviously don't think very hard about these things. The real question is, am I doing these things with mean/joking intent, or am I doing it out of social awkwardness? You may never know.

What do you think? As much as I love this, I have an idea for another entire story, albeit based on this one a bit. there will likely be two more chapter, then I will write a chapter every few weeks, likely based on what you guys want. Antiphinoblivionism forever!