"Fireside Diaries"
Story Written by Freedom Fighter
So Adyson is up this week, and she's got quite the tale to tell!
Disclaimer: The characters of 'Phineas and Ferb' belong to Disney.
It was another run-of-the-mill lunch period at Danville Elementary. Adyson had just inserted a dollar into the bill acceptor of a drink vending machine. She then scanned her possible choices and pressed the button for one... a button marked 'Sunspot Orange Juice.'
Entry #290 - Written by Adyson Sweetwater
What's up, my adoring fans?
Now, as much as all of you love and worship me, I myself have people I look up to. I don't mean my parents, even though they are an influential part of my life to date. I'm talking about looking up at the stars. The stars of Hollywood, of course!
A few seconds later, a 12-ounce bottle popped out at the bottom. She squatted down to pick it up with one hand, while reaching into the change slot with her other, pulling a quarter from it. She stood back up and took a few steps away so that the next person in line could use the machine. Adyson twisted the cap off and took a few sips.
I'm just like any other ten-year old girl. I see girls only a few years older than me get on TV and make it big in a TV show. My hope is that one day I'd get to meet one of them in person and spend hours gushing about how much I love them. You know... like most of you adore me.
"Mmmm..." Adyson said as she put the cap back on. "That's good orange juice."
She then glanced down at the side of the bottle and saw something that made her scream with glee inside. She would scream on the outside, too, if she would not get in trouble for it. The label was advertising a contest in which the grand prize was a trip to New York City to meet a Disney Channel starlet.
Adyson bolted to a nearby table, where Isabella, Gretchen, and Ginger were already sitting. The former two were pulling items out of their lunch boxes, while Ginger made the mistake of deciding to buy lunch on mystery meat day - the expression on her face as she poked at the sickly-looking slab with a plastic fork was not a pleasant one.
"GIRLS!" Adyson shouted as she got to them. "Good news!"
"The lunch lady agreed with my suggestion to ditch mystery meat in favor of chicken fingers?" Ginger guessed, with hope in her eyes.
"Even better! Girls..."
She showed the trio her juice bottle.
"I know what we're gonna do this weekend!"
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Entry #290 [FSD103] - Juiced to Meet You (07.28.11)
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Later that afternoon, the entirety of the troop, minus Adyson, were at their secret clubhouse in the woods.
"So explain to me what we're doing again," Holly looked at Isabella.
"Well..."
Suddenly, the door swung open, and on instinct, everyone pulled out water balloons to fling at the intruder.
"It's me!"
Adyson stepped in, and everyone relaxed.
"False alarm," Gretchen stated, as she placed her balloon back on the shelf behind her.
"As I said to some of you at lunch today," Adyson recalled, "I know what we're gonna do this weekend!"
She turned around and strained to pull inside a red wagon loaded with three dozen bottles of Sunspot Orange Juice.
"So... who wants to help me win a trip to New York City to meet a Disney Channel starlet?"
That question did not generate an enthusiastic response. Or a response of any kind. Except from Isabella, who walked up to her to deliver hers face-to-face.
"You mean the trip is only for you, Adyson?"
"I'd love to bring you all with me, but..."
She pulled a bottle from the top package and pointed out the rules for Isabella to read aloud.
"'Grand prize is an all-expenses paid trip to NYC for one kid under the age of 18 and one parent or legal guardian to accompany them.'"
"Gotta live by the rules."
"Alright, so if we help you win, Adyson... what's in it for us?"
Adyson thought for a second, then came up with a great answer.
"I can use it as an entry for our blog! I can recount the whole experience, take a few photos, do a small little Q&A with whomever I meet. It'll be a hit! Especially if I meet someone big like Selena Gomez or Bridgit Mendler or even... Zendaya!"
"Well," gave in Isabella, "it DOES sound like it could be fun. Girls?"
Isabella looked to see if there were any objections. Seeing none, she approved of Adyson's idea.
"Okay, girl... what do we need to help you do to win?"
So to win the contest, you had to look at the bottom of each bottle and search for one of three letters - N, Y, and C - and the word 'Trip,' all of which were on these plastic-sealed cardboard circles.
Finding the N was easy...
"I got an 'N!'" shouted Katie, holding up her empty bottle and allowing Adyson to peer in to verify it.
"Yep!"
Isabella finished hers next, and saw that hers had an 'N' as well.
"I found an 'N' as well!"
"Great!" Adyson clapped. "Now all we have to do is find four more and we have 'NNNNNN!' I'm pretty sure that spells something worthwhile."
Little did she know that everyone else would also have the 'N' chip at the bottom of all of their bottles.
"Man... this is gonna be harder than I thought!"
Two hours later...
It was starting to get dark, and all of the girls were lying on the wooden floor, groaning in pain as their stomaches had been filled with juice. Not counting the bottles either in hand or plopped down next to them, there were only two unopened bottles left in the wagon.
Adyson suddenly walked in, to grab the last two bottles, when she saw the state of her fellow troopmates...
"Whoa! What's up with you guys?"
Isabella was in the least pain of the others, as she managed to pick herself up off the floor and walk over, though she was still clutching her stomach.
"You're just on your third?" Adyson asked, as Isabella approached with a quarter-filled bottle and two empty ones.
She then came to a realization.
"Don't... don't tell me you guys DRANK all of that juice!"
Adyson helped Isabella outside, where she pointed out that she had filled almost an entire empty milk gallon jug with juice.
"You guys weren't SUPPOSED to drink all of it! The rest you could've just poured out and recycled!"
Isabella glared at Adyson.
"What? Do I have to tell you guys everything?"
After a night's rest and a couple of stomach pumps, we were out on the trail again! Our first batch resulted in 32 'N's and 4 'C's. Obviously, we needed a bigger sample size.
The girls split into three teams, each with a red wagon in tow, and they went around to several stores in the city, buying as much Sunspot Orange Juice as they could tug. They brought it all back to their clubhouse, and this time, they just dumped all of it into an old bathtub they had found in the woods some time ago. After going through dozens and dozens of bottles...
"Come here, come here, COME HERE!" cried Milly.
Everyone gathered around her. Milly handed the bottle to Adyson, who peered into the opening...
"It's a 'Y!' It's a 'Y!'"
"We finally found one!" Holly rejoiced with relief.
"Now all we have to do is find the word 'Trip' and Adyson wins!" Isabella reminded them all.
"One problem," Gretchen cut in, as she walked over to their diminishing stack of bottles, "we're down to about 20 bottles, and the odds are strongly against us finding it in one of these."
"Two problems, actually," corrected Isabella, as she pulled out her pockets to show they were empty. "I've spent all my allowance."
Everyone else checked to see how much money they had left, and the result...
"46 cents," Adyson sighed in disappointment. "Not nearly enough for even just one more bottle."
"Well," Ginger piped in, "we better get lucky, then!"
The group tore through the final few bottles...
"'N.'"
"'C.'"
"'N.'"
"'N!'"
But before they knew it, they were down to their last bottle. And Adyson herself was holding it.
"Cross your fingers, girls!"
She dumped the contents out, making sure to get out every last drop. She then covered her eyes with her other hand.
"I can't look! Somebody else do it!"
Isabella obliged as she turned the bottle's opening towards her, and peered inside.
"Oh... my... gosh!"
"It's a letter, isn't it? I guess it wasn't meant to be!"
"It's not just one letter, Adyson! There are FOUR in here!"
"FOUR?"
Adyson pulled the bottle towards her and she looked inside. There were indeed four... and they spelled the word 'Trip.'
"We won? We... WON?"
The entire group squealed with glee as they danced around the now nearly-filled bathtub, the final piece that would get Adyson her trip to New York.
A month later, Adyson was in Times Square, standing on the curb as a limousine pulled to a stop in front of her.
So I won my trip, and I got to meet the starlet of my dreams! Like I've always said, good things come to those who never give up!
The door opened, and someone stepped out of it...
A few weeks after the entry had been posted...
Adyson was sitting in front of the computer at the lodge, typing up a different entry as Isabella walked up to her with about a dozen pages of paper in hand.
"Have you seen the comments for number 290 yet?" Isabella asked.
"Yep!" Adyson chirped gleefully. "All 175 of them!"
Isabella coughed. "Ahem, let me rephrase that. Did you actually READ the comments for number 290?"
She then dropped the rubber-banded packet into Adyson's lap. She began to read the top page silently to herself, but Isabella quickly summarized it for her.
"There was no ending, Adyson! Everyone wants to know... who did you meet in New York City?"
Adyson rubbed the back of her head sheepishly.
"In fact, you never told any of us! You've been dodging the question for weeks! So... who did you meet?"
Adyson found herself with no choice but to reveal the truth.
Adyson watched in anticipation as the starlet stepped out of the limousine. She had brown, curly hair, was dressed in a zipped-up jean jacket and matching blue jeans, accentuated by her pink boots.
"Nice to meet you, Adyson! I'm Madison Pettis!"
"You met Madison Pettis?" repeated Isabella.
"I know, right? After all that, a C-list starlet! Complete waste of time!"
Adyson clearly was not happy, but Isabella tried to make her look on the bright side.
"Well... at least you got to meet A starlet."
"If they were going to have me meet someone so low on the totem pole, they could've at least sprung for that girl who plays PJ's girlfriend on 'Good Luck Charlie.' Or Alyson Stoner."
"Yeah, they could've given you someone low like Alyson Sto-"
Adyson grinned from ear to ear as she noticed Isabella come to the realization of whom she was naming as a C-list star.
"HEY!"
End Entry
Author's Notes:
I'm still under the belief that Adyson is the most fun of the Fireside Girls to write for, especially since she's not as defined as, say, Isabella. I like writing these mini-confrontations between the two of them, although they're not on the grand scale as they have been in the past. Still, to fall in line more with the troop's pledge to push for teamwork, their rivalry has been scaled back to just playful jabbing.
If this series makes it to a second season, though, there's always the chance the harder-pushing Adyson could make a comeback...