The ABCs of Montessa

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

Chapter 7: Grey Hair

A gray hair. Only the single strand of hair can make a person older than the dirt between someone's toes.

Quite frankly, Monty Monogram was in a state of worry. He was in his own bathroom, sighing at the certain distress that he was in. He couldn't help but look at his single gray hair standing on top of his head.

"Good god, I'm way too old to have one. I'm 17 years old! I shouldn't have a gray hair on top of my head in my age..." Monty complained to himself in the mirror.

While he was worrying about his hair troubles, a ladder appeared in his bedroom window. It couldn't be some sort of intruder, would it? If there was some kind of creepy intruder, Monty would sic agent P on them.

But much to Monty's surprise, his girlfriend Vanessa appeared in the window.

"It's open!" Monty shouted.

Hearing his command, Vanessa managed to climb through the mirror and approach Monty in the bathroom.

"Hey, Monty. Sorry, I'm late. I had to get under the barbed wire fence your father's been using to keep away intruders." Vanessa explained.

"Yeah, sorry about that. My father gets a little overprotective about his company..." Monty muttered a bit. He didn't look straight at Vanessa since he was still worried about that single strand of gray hair.

"You got a headache or something?" Vanessa said, feeling a bit worried.

"No, it's this stupid gray hair that I have." Monty explained clearly, "I swear, I'm starting to look like my father."

"Really? Let me see..." Vanessa said as she moved Monty out of the way a bit.

She then narrowed her eyes and stared at the image of Monty's strand of gray hair. It was so long that Monty could almost look like a skunk pained brown.

"I'm not gonna lie. If this gray hair spreads to the part of my hair, I'm gonna look like a smelly skunk, and I don't want that." Monty complained yet again.

Seeing his embarrassing problem, Vanessa giggled.

"Monty, there's nothing wrong with having gray hair." she responded, "George Soony has grey hair and look at him. He's still attractive. Heck, what about Anderson Snooper? He has gray hair and yet he's still good-looking, but in the gay way."

"What are you saying, Vanessa?" Monty said, feeling a little chuckle, "You want me to go gay?"

"No, Monty. That's not what I'm talking about." Vanessa giggled again, "Look, I still love you even if you do have grey hair. Especially if there's only one single hair on you."

Seeing the way Vanessa was laying her head on his shoulder, Monty felt a blush coming through his cheeks, and perhaps a state of comfort. After all, it was only one single hair. That wasn't gonna make a difference in the world.

"Well..." Monty murmured, "I do have to admit I'd look attractive in any kind of hair color. There's no way I'm growing a moustache, either."

"You see? Nothing to worry about." Vanessa smiled while giving a kiss to his cheek. That single peck made Monty's blush brighten.

"Yeah..." Monty laughed, "Let's go get frozen lemonade. My treat."

"Sounds good. Meet ya outside."

After finishing with another kiss on the cheek, Vanessa decided to leave his bedroom through the window again.

"Are you sure you can get under the barbed wire again?" Monty chuckled.

"Sure. I may bleed a bit, but it's worth seeing you." Vanessa winked back.

Monty never had any worries about his hair anymore. No wonder what hair color he wore, it wasn't gonna change between him and Vanessa, plain and simple.

Monty having gray hair... Geez, he would look much like his father if he did grow that moustache.

P.S.: Just so you don't know by the names Vanessa mentioned, George Soony is a parody of George Clooney and Anderson Snooper is a parody of CNN correspondent Anderson Cooper.

Next letter will be H, so expect the next chapter very soon! ^_^