Give a round of applause tooo… INKEH! *everyone exhales loudly through their mouths* Yes, yes. I am very sorry for being so lazy and not updating. I have been too busy.

Buford: You forgot alllll about us didn't you.

Me: Uhhhhh…. No?

Phineas: It's okay, we forgive you.

Baljeet: CONTRACTIONS! *Screams*

Buford: *glares at Baljeet than Phineas*

Me: Annnyyyywayyyy!

In the park

Isabella stepped back looking at all the work she had done. She had streamers flowing from every direction, confetti set to go off when someone stepped on the pedals she had installed. A birthday cake sat on a table with plates, cups, and drinks set for the guests. Isa smiled at her work, putting a finger on her chin admiringly. She didn't care who this was for, she had done fantastically setting up.

"Nice job." Melissa grinned, walking out of her spot in the bushes, slow clapping all the while.

"What's with the slow clapping?" Isabella asked, crossing her arms and leaning on her left leg, looking at Melissa like she was below her.

"Eh, thought it would make my enterance more dramatic… And it totally did!" She grinned, pointing at Isabella with her fingers like a gun.

"What's that going to do, shoot me? Uh!" She said, dramatically acting as if Melissa's fingers had shot her. "Yeah. Right."

"Pew." Melissa grinned, shooting her, through her finger, with an electronic beam. "Now he's mine!" She grinned as she bagged Isabella and taking her to her car, throwing her in the trunk.

In the backyard

"Don't you think they should be back now?" Phineas said, looking anxiously across the lawn, toward Isabella's house, hoping to see her walking out.

Ferb shook his head, "Not yet, be patient." As the British brat had grown he had learned to talk more, but not as often as Phineas.

"Guys!" Melissa cried, racing into Phineas' arms, not that he liked it, "Isabella's gone! I just went to go see if she could use the help, but she wasn't there! I think she's been kidnapped."

"Why do you assume she's kidnapped?" Ferb said, glaring at Melissa. He was as fond of her as Isabella.

"We have to find her!" Phineas cried, throwing Melissa out of his arms.

Guys, I really think this story isn't going to last much longer. I don't feel the inspiration anymore….

Buford: But I haven't come in yet!

Baljeet: Neither have I! Ahhh! CONTRACTIONS! *faints*

Me: You'll show up soon, I promise ^^"