"Fireside Diaries"
Story Written by Freedom Fighter
Adyson was not in a happy place when we last left her, as an unwanted admirer has reemerged to seek her love once more! Now it's time to see how she deals with him while simultaneously trying to save her actual boyfriend, Baljeet, from a clingy eight-year old!
Disclaimer: The characters of 'Phineas and Ferb' belong to Disney.
Prerequisites (i.e. read these first before reading this):
- Entries #274 & #512-1 ("Fireside Diaries," Episodes 208 & 409)
Sorry about the cliffhanger! I had a hankering for some hot chocolate. Mmmm... that's good cocoa moo.
Anyway, where was I?
"Hello again, my sweet!"
Adyson gasped as Taylor stepped out from behind the cardboard castle wall of the adjoining second-hole fairway.
Oh, right. Ugh.
"Taylor?"
Taylor let out an obviously fake gasp. "You remember my name? That means we were destined to be together!"
He moved in to give Adyson a more-than-friendly hug, but she halted his advance by holding up her miniature golf club to keep him back.
"One more step, and I whack you into the next county!"
"Oh, don't be like that! Remember how you totally thanked me for helping you get down the mountain after you injured yourself snowboarding?"
Adyson replied with her best valley girl impression...
"Like, I totally, like, don't..."
...before switching back to a more gruff, annoyed voice.
"...because that didn't happen."
"Not according to the 24,000 views that entry's got."
Note to self, or Isabella or Gretchen, whoever reads this first: Take Entry #274 down. For good this time.
"Oh, look!" Baljeet cut in, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. "Adyson. It is that boy you know from that one time..."
Adyson sighed. "I know, Baljeet. Look..."
There was no way Taylor's appearance is a coincidence. I had to find out if Baljeet knew something about this, which, come on, he obviously did...
But before Adyson could actually ask, Cindy pulled Baljeet's frail body to the ground, where she could protectively hug Baljeet by wrapping her arms over her face.
Feeling how hard the young girl was squeezing him, Baljeet felt prompted to speak up for the seemingly mute charge.
"Adyson, you are scaring Cindy."
"But Baljeet..."
Baljeet got back to his feet, pulling Cindy off of him long enough for him to do so... only for her to then latch back onto his leg.
"I know you two have, well, history..."
"You know I don't like history, right? It's my least favorite subject."
"...but for the sake of Cindy, could you try and get along with him for the time being?"
Adyson grumbled. "Fine."
Baljeet wanted to give his girlfriend a hug of gratitude, but once more, Cindy prevented them from sharing a moment of affection, as she gripped him so hard that he was unable to lift his clutched leg. Baljeet sighed in defeat, and then turned around to go help Cindy with her next shot... which she willingly let him do.
At that point, I knew Baljeet DID have something to do with Taylor being there. But I didn't yet know how, or why, or what part Cindy was playing in all this, if any. I had no choice but to play along to find out the whole truth...
...and that meant...
Adyson turned around to face Taylor, who had a sly smile on his face.
...tolerating Taylor for the next hour or so.
"So, it's a date?"
The brunette shot Taylor a brief, yet anger glare, before marching off towards the tee for the first hole.
"Oh, this is so a date!" Taylor thought aloud, deciding it on his own.
So... is the hour up yet?
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Entry #512-2 [FSD410] - Power Play, Part 2 (08.12.13)
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Hole 2...
Cindy was smiling with glee as she hit her ball, sending it rolling down the hill. Even though it passed by the hole to the right, she was still happy as she again grabbed a hold of Baljeet's leg so that he could continue riding him.
Back on the tee, Adyson was watching this from afar. And she was not pleased.
I don't think Cindy likes Baljeet like I like him, but... I'm so jealous she's getting a ride from him and not me...
Wow. That sounds real petty. Plus, she's eight years old! Why am I jealous of her? Darn... I'm so glad no one else knows I'm feeling this way right now.
Oh wait...
Adyson shook those thoughts out of her head and focused on trying to make the best of her situation, as she concentrated on hitting her ball to get it up the banked hill in front of her.
She took a deep breath and then made her swing. But just moments after her putter made contact with the ball, she heard a clicking sound, and then a whirring sound. Adyson spun around, and to her dismay, she saw that Taylor had just taken a photo of her with his pocket-sized camera.
"Perfect!" Taylor exclaimed. "This is going in the Adyson Scrapbook for sure!"
"Adyson Scrapbook?!"
"Yes! Below that photo of you climbing that mountain and above that one of you napping on that bench that one time you fell asleep in the park!"
Adyson frowned. "Okay, that's just Irving-level creepy. Eew."
She took out her cell phone, intending to call or text her friends for help.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you."
Taylor pointed out that there were numerous signs nailed everywhere that warned that anyone using a cell phone on the course was subject to immediate expulsion from the course with no refund.
As much as I wanted out of there, I wasn't going to break a rule to do it. So I had no choice but to grin and bear it.
Adyson turned her phone off and put it back in her pocket, to the delight of Taylor.
"See? Now nothing can distract the two of us from having a good time. Me and my sweetheart..."
"You DO realize I could just walk out of here if I wanted, right?"
"Yes," he said, smirking as he walked past her and to the tee box, "but then you wouldn't have an entry for your blog, now would you?"
"You may think breaking the fourth wall is cute, Taylor. But it's noooot!"
Hole 9...
Taylor was at the tee box, lining up to shoot his ball into a small-scale replica of an Egyptian pyramid. But before he could take his shot, he wanted to make sure Adyson was watching.
"Adyson! Be amazed as I make a hole-in-one, just for you!"
Adyson looked on, even if she did not really care what Taylor did. That did not keep her from cracking a smile as Taylor hit his ball into the side of the pyramid entrance, bouncing back towards him.
"Wait! Do over!"
He grabbed his ball before it stopped, and put it back on the tee to make a second attempt. This time, he hit the other side of the entrance.
"Wait! Do over!"
Taylor kept trying and retrying to make a hole-in-one, or at least, get the ball into the pyramid and onto the green out the other side, but by this point Adyson decided she was tired of watching him fail miserably. Instead, she had better things to do... like talk to Baljeet.
"So, Baljeet, do you happen to know why Taylor, of all people, happened to show up tonight when we needed a fourth for our 'group?'"
"Taylor is helping me figure out why you have been avoiding me so much!"
"Don't lie to me, you know exactly why..." Adyson paused mid-sentence, realizing Baljeet had actually told her the truth. "Wait, what?"
"Taylor seems to think that you are avoiding me. And not because you are busy being class president or temporary troop leader, but because..."
"A-HA! GOT IT!"
Taylor pulled Adyson away from Baljeet and to the hole, where he pointed to his ball, which was now inside of it.
"See, told ya I could make a hole-in-one?"
Adyson rolled her eyes. "More like a hole-in-seven! There are no mulligans in mini-golf, Taylor."
"There can be as many as you want when you're playing, my sweetheart..."
"Even if I did want to take you up on your offer, can't you see I'm talking to my boyfri-"
Adyson saw that Baljeet had an uncomfortable look on his face, because Cindy was latched onto his other leg now, hindering him from going anywhere.
"Great," Adyson muttered sarcastically. "Just great."
Despite Baljeet's honest confession, there was still something here that didn't add up. Like, what was Cindy's role in all this? And was she there the whole time I was chatting with Baljeet?
Baljeet silently mouthed the words 'we'll talk later' to Adyson before hobbling towards the tee box with Cindy, who appeared to be chewing something in her mouth, in tow.
Hole 12...
"Darn it!"
Adyson had just watched her ball roll into a moat that separated the hole's fairway from the green. As she went over to see if her ball was still playable or if she would have to take a drop, Baljeet came alongside, looking to accompany her there.
"Adyson," he began, "Taylor told me that you are purposefully avoiding me because you do not like me as much as you may have."
"I'm not avoiding you because I don't like you," Adyson said in reply. "I'm not avoiding you at all, period!"
"But Taylor said..."
"Baljeet! I don't know if you've noticed, but Taylor's kinda got a thing for me."
"WHAT?"
Baljeet was genuinely stunned by that statement as Adyson spotted her ball, which was just barely submerged, and she prepared to play it where it lied.
"Why else do you think he's been trying to impress me all night?"
She sat down on the ground so that she could remove her left sock, taking off and putting back on her left shoe to do so.
"He wants to impress YOU? And you are letting him?"
Adyson stood up again and put her left foot in the water, getting ready to chip her ball out of the water with her putter. "I'm not letting Taylor do anything!"
"Did someone mention me?" Taylor asked, appearing between the two of them.
Taylor's sudden appearance spooked Adyson so much that not only did she swing and miss her ball, but her momentum swept off her feet, sending her falling into the moat. Baljeet cringed as he saw his girlfriend sitting waist-deep in water, and very unhappy.
"Adyson! I will help you!"
Baljeet started moving towards the moat, but he was stopped after taking two steps. That was because Cindy had reappeared; she was once more clutching tightly onto the Indian boy's leg. Seeing an opportunity, Taylor decided to extend an arm to help out the girl of his dreams.
But seeing as he was the reason she was in the water, Adyson wanted no part of his chivalry, as she batted his hand away.
"Thanks, but no thanks."
Adyson got out, as water dripped from her pants. As she tried to figure out how to dry herself off before she caught a cold, she could not help but shoot a look at Cindy. But not one of jealousy or anger. It was one of suspicion.
Hold on. Where was Cindy during that whole exchange?
Adyson seemed particularly intrigued in the chocolate chip cookie the younger girl had in hand, nibbling at it every few seconds.
Hole 18...
Taylor was setting up to putt at the course's most famous hole, which involved hitting the ball up into a clown's mouth by way of his tongue. Somewhere built into the structure behind the clown's head was the final hole, and if you were lucky enough to have your ball find it and go in, you would win a free game. But for most people, it was essentially the place to return your ball at the end of the game.
"Just need to get it in," Taylor muttered to himself as he tried to concentrate. "Get it in..."
But Baljeet and Adyson, who had changed into a spare pair of pants that she happened to have on her, were too busy having a talk to watch Taylor's shot.
"To reiterate," Adyson told Baljeet, "I'm not letting him do anything!"
"And yet," Baljeet fired back, "here you are, letting him be your playing partner!"
"Well, whose fault is that? I'm not the one who's using an eight-year old for a leg weight!"
"Well, I cannot help that she refuses to detach herself from my person! Plus, she is a person in need, and it is my duty as a responsible young boy to help a girl when she needs assistance!"
"Why don't you help THIS girl in need?" Adyson pointed at herself. "Hello! Riverside boy over there is trying to win me over and, as my boyfriend, you should be doing something to stop him!"
"I WOULD if you cared enough to make time for ME in your schedule!"
"You MADE me make time for you today! But you go and get yourself hitched to a third-grader who... is... not currently hitched to you?"
At that point, the two of them realized Cindy was nowhere to be seen. Yet they could hear her nearby.
"Candy!"
Adyson and Baljeet looked at each other. "Candy?"
The two peered behind some bushes, and there they found Cindy, who was in the process of being handed a giant lollipop by Taylor's troop mates, The Chaz and Larry. Being caught in the act, The Chaz did what does best...
"The Chaz was never here. You will forget The Chaz was ever here."
"Riiiight," Adyson said, crossing her arms over her chest. "Hold that thought."
Adyson walked back over to her unwanted admirer.
"Taylor!"
Hearing Adyson's voice made Taylor's head pop up. Unfortunately, he was already mid-swing, so his putter made contact with the ball. It went up the side of the tongue, and although it just made it inside the clown's mouth, there was no way the ball was going to reach the hole with that shot.
"Adyson! You know I was trying to win that free game so you and I could hang out for a little while longer, right?"
"Forget it. You're busted."
Adyson pointed out Taylor's co-conspirators, who were standing behind the bush.
"Well, uh..." Taylor tugged at the collar of his shirt nervously.
"I'll deal with you in a second. But first..."
Adyson walked up to Baljeet, gently grabbed a hold of his hands with hers, and looked into his eyes.
"Baljeet, you're sweet, smart, and funny. Sometimes. But tonight, I realized something."
Surprisingly, so did Baljeet.
"Me too, even though you are cute, strong-willed, and funny ALL the time."
The two of them took a deep breath, then said the exact same thing.
"This was fun, but I think we should break up."
The two gasped.
"Wait. We are agreeing to break up?"
They gasped again. Taylor rolled his eyes in the background.
"We just are too busy with other things in our lives to seriously commit to dating to the best of our abilities."
Baljeet stopped the awkwardness of their separation by adding...
"Jinx! You owe me a beverage. Preferably of the non-carbonated kind."
"Alright," Adyson agreed. "But only 'cause we're friends."
Baljeet nodded. "So. I guess this is the end?"
"Yeah. I suppose it is. For now."
They stood there silently for a minute, staring at each other. Since they had broken it off at the exact same time, neither of them knew who was supposed to walk away first. Baljeet eventually decided that it should be him, and he did so, leaving Adyson behind.
I can't believe it. Just like that. My first relationship.
It's over.
"Big bro? What's happening?"
Speaking for the first time that night, Cindy looked over at Taylor, who happened to be her older brother.
"Did... did I do a bad thing?"
Taylor did not respond. He instead motioned for his friends to take Cindy outside for a moment. They complied without a word, leaving Taylor and Adyson alone at the 18th hole.
"If your plan was to have Baljeet and I break up," Adyson grumbled, with her back to Taylor, "then congratulations. I hope you're happy."
With that, Adyson turned to leave. But, not wanting the night to end that way, Taylor grabbed her by the hand and stopped her.
"Wait! Adyson, look, I'm sorry about tonight. But, hey, you admitted it wasn't going to work out. It's for the best, right?"
Adyson looked at Taylor and flashed a weak smile.
Huh. Even Taylor has moments when I'm proud he represents the Riverside Rats.
"So, since you now have a hole in your schedule... wanna go out tomorrow?"
Too bad they last no more than a few seconds.
Adyson glared, forcefully removed her hand from Taylor's grasp, and walked away.
"Call me! You have my number, right? Call me!"
"ADDY!"
Adyson looked up after walking out the course's main entrance, and was surprised to see Isabella making her way towards her, on crutches.
"Izzy! You know you're supposed to staying off your leg as much as possible. What are you even doing here?"
"I've been trying to call you all night!"
Adyson pulled her cell phone out, remembering that she had to turn it off. "Oh."
"What happened? Is everything alright? Gretchen told me you were here with Baljeet."
"He... was here."
Adyson had a sad look on her face. Isabella easily figured out what had happened without her friend saying another word.
"NO! You... you two broke up?"
Adyson nodded.
"Do... do you wanna talk about it? I've got a tub of ice cream with your name on it!"
"Don't know about that tub. But a talk sounds good."
Adyson helped Isabella back to the latter's station wagon, after she had gotten her mom to drive her down there.
The next night, at Adyson's house, in her bedroom...
It's kinda sad to have to break up with your first love. But I guess I'm okay with it. Baljeet and I couldn't make it work, and it was best that we separated before we got too far along.
Adyson sat back in her chair as she looked at her computer screen, reading over what she had just typed. After doing so, she added some more.
Now that I think about it, did we actually get anywhere? I mean, we went on a few dates over the months that we were together...
Adyson glanced at the framed photos on her desk. As she looked at them, she noticed one glaring omission...
...but, for some reason, Baljeet and I never took a photo together. Just the two of us. Ever.
Sure enough, there were a couple photos where she and Baljeet were standing next to each other, but there were other people in those pictures as well. There was not a single one that had just the two of them in it.
Maybe it's a sign that it was never meant to be.
That probably also explains why I'm not that upset about this.
Adyson picked up a Taylor Swift CD case that was on her desk. Taped to it was a sticky note on which she had written the words 'Do Not Open 'til First Break-Up.' Adyson smiled as then opened a drawer and put it in.
And I'm sure Baljeet isn't.
She went back to her entry, added a few last words, saved it, and then sent it to Gretchen to be posted the next day. She then exhaled in relief before getting up and walking to her window, in order to stare out at the night sky.
If there's one thing I learned throughout this whole experience, it's that maybe I'm a bit young to be in love. Who can say, really? It might be a few years before I try dating again, though. I'm not like Isabella. I haven't met the boy of my dreams yet. Or maybe I have, and I'm just too blind to realize who it is. Despite tonight, it might still be Baljeet, even if it takes us maturing a couple years before we try picking up where we left off. Or it could be someone else.
Regardless, when it all comes down to it, I have no time for love right now. Not with everything on my plate this coming week. So I guess I'm out of the dating scene for the time being. No matter if certain people want me to stay in it.
With that, I'm signing off. Good night, all!
Adyson walked away from the window. A few seconds later, she turned off the lights in her room and went to bed, turning in for the night.
End Entry
Author's Notes:
And with that, we bid adieu to the Adyson-Baljeet pairing. Ever since I decided to have them start dating last season, I knew that it was not going to be a permanent coupling, like Isabella and Phineas. Even when we had the vote at the end of last season, this break up was going to happen at some point. I'm happy that the vote worked out so they could go out on my terms, where it's mutual and neither party is harmed to the point where this could be written off as anything more a simple grade school crush.
Now, this entry ends with Adyson saying she's not going to go back to dating right away. But we don't know about Baljeet, do we? Will we ever find out? He's not a Fireside Girl, after all, so it's not like we'll learn about it somewhere down the line in this series. Right?
Next Week: She's a little late to the party, but Candace has a story to tell. It involves her being chosen to lead a ragtag bunch of girls-next-door, who have only one purpose in life: to stop an evil dictator. An alternate universe tale awaits you in the next episode of the "Fireside Diaries."