The ABCs of Montessa

Disclaimer: I don't own Monty Monogram, Vanessa Doofenshmirtz or any character from Phineas and Ferb, including the series.

Chapter 2: Beautiful

Monty Monogram was standing outside a local Danville mall. Frankly, the heat was getting to him like an ounce of wildfire spreading behind him. There was no way that Monty was risking heat wearing his signature gray hoodie. So he had no choice but to wear his black tanktop and jeans.

He checked out his watch to see what time it was.

"Oh, man..." Monty sighed in distress, "When is Vanessa getting here? I swear, this sucks taking forever for her to get here..."

The heat was searing. It was nearly close to breaking the 100 degree mark. Heck, might as well make it 105 because it was like hell on earth. Luckily, Monty stood in the shade, just to prevent his skin from burning like a Korean barbecue. Unfortunately, he wasn't gonna stay for long.

"Screw this, I might as well go anyway..." Monty sighed yet again, "There's no way in heck she's ever gonna-"

But then, his voice was cut off by a speeding car. The car managed to wedge in a small parking space next to where Monty was standing.

After stopping his/her car, the figure finally managed to step out of it. Monty didn't recognize the paper bag that was over the person's head, but nevertheless, Monty knew what the seductive figure was.

"Vanessa?"

"Yeah... it's me..." Vanessa sighed in defeat, "I had trouble getting up in the morning. Sorry if I took your time."

"It's okay. I figured the shade would keep me company a bit..." Monty said, sans the sarcasm, "What's with the paper bag on the top of your head? You lose a bet?"

"Haha... very funny, Monty." Vanessa snarled a bit, "It all happened just like this..."

Few moments ago...

Vanessa had nearly gotten up to go to the bathroom, just so she can brush her hair for today.

However, her hair was being tugged by the hair brush. This didn't feel right at all.

"Ow! Darn hair! Brush already!" Vanessa snapped. She was trying to pull the brush hard, but it kept yanking her hair one tug at a time.

Vanessa was afraid she might lose some of her hair, but she had no choice. She got some scissors she found in the cabinet.

"Well, at least my hair'll grow back..." Vanessa gulped while she closed her eyes and prepared for the worst.

In the present...

"Ouch. Bad hair day, huh?" Monty cringed a little.

"Yeah, and now, I have no choice but to look like this for the next few months!" Vanessa cried before she took off her bag.

Monty felt a bit startled of what he saw: A huge patch of hair on the top of her head was missing! Vanessa looked like a total mess in her point of view.

"Who in the hell wants to date a girl who looks ugly like this?" Vanessa said while showing her bald patch to Monty, "I tell ya, I rather bury my head in the grass than to ever walk outside again! I rather put my head in the oven and get burned to a crisp! My life is already over!"

In an act of embarrassment, Vanessa took her paper bag and placed it all around her face again. But that only made Monty grab the paper bag and looked straight into Vanessa's eyes.

"Vanessa, your life isn't over." Monty said, smiling comfortably, "So what if you have a bald patch on the side of your head? That doesn't change anything of how I feel about you."

"What the heck do you even mean by that?" Vanessa sniffed a little.

"I'm saying that no matter what happens to your looks, you're still the most beautiful girl I've ever seen." Monty said with love in his eyes, "Heck, you can be bald with badly done makeup, and you'll still be gorgeous. That's what I like about you, Vanessa."

Those words of his made Vanessa's frown turn into a reassuring smile. Only words like Monty's can turn disappointment into comfort.

"Thanks, Monty. I'm glad you still care of how I look."

"No problem." Monty nodded as he kissed Vanessa right in the forehead, "Now, let's go get some frozen lemonade. My treat."

"Sounds like a deal to me, handsome..." Vanessa said in a sly tone.

Vanessa, minus the paper bag, walked inside the mall with her boyfriend, which goes to show that no matter how you look on the outside...

...you'll still look beautiful on the inside.

It's sweet to know that Monty still cares. Big Montessa fan in the house here!

Next up will be the letter C. Until then, feedback is always welcome. ^_^