It was Wednesday afternoon, and Adyson was over at Isabella's house. The two were having a friendly conversation about everything that had gone on the past few weeks.
"As much as I'm looking forward to all that awaits us in junior high," Isabella thought aloud, "I'm just trying to survive the sixth grade."
"Hey!" objected Adyson. "I have more to worry about grades-wise than you, Little Miss Straight As!"
"You're making it sound like it's tons easier for me to get them than you! Well, it's not!"
Talking about grades? Yawn…
Fast forward a little in the conversation…
"What are we gonna do about Ginger?" queried Adyson.
"It's not like Holly's sitch," replied Isabella. "Sure, her mom is my pediatrician, but a successful one at that, and she's so good she could choose to work anywhere in the world if given the…"
We'll have plenty of time to cover Ginger's problem. Next!
Fast forward a bit more…
"I'm with your mom, Addy. Perhaps we should finally get our first train-"
TMI, TMI! Skip, SKIP!
Even more forward…
"So, yesterday, at lunch… Phineas gave me his pudding!"
FINALLY! What everyone wants to read about!
"He did?"
"He did!"
"No way!"
"Yes way!"
"SQUEEEEEEE!" they both squealed in unison.
Be thankful this is not an audio diary, because if it was, we probably just broke your eardrums.
"So," Adyson hinted, "given how close the two of you have gotten… have you done it?
"Done it? What is IT, Adyson?"
"You know! Kissed!"
Isabella gasped. "No!"
"No? What do you mean no? Why not?"
"Well. We… we don't want to rush things."
"But you've had dreams about kissing Phineas for who knows how long! So many that you've told us about all of them! There's even a couple you've only told me about! So how…"
"After the dance, I learned that real life is different than fantasy. Sometimes, Addy, rushing in turns out to be anything but practical. Or sane."
Isabella stood up and headed out of the room.
"Going down to get a drink. Want anything?"
"Uh… lemonade, please?"
Isabella nodded, and Adyson heard her make her way downstairs. Adyson sat there and waited, thinking about what Isabella had just said.
Well, some of it…
They've been 'official' for more than two months yet. But they haven't kissed yet, so they're unofficial. Or, wait… is there such a thing as being unofficially 'officially' dating?
No. There can't be.
I know what I must do this weekend.
I MUST get Isabella and Phineas to have their first kiss!
Isabella returned with a glass of ice cold lemonade in each hand… and saw Adyson standing in the front her mirror; she had a smirk on her face and her fists were clenched in determination.
"Did… did I miss something?"
"Oh, nothing. Just got a GREAT idea for an entry. Heh…"
"Fireside Diaries"
Story Written by Freedom Fighter
Welcome to the most 'pandering to the largest part of the fandom' entry ever! (Or is it the least?) And who better than my favorite Fireside Girl, Adyson, to make it happen! Had fun writing this one… hopefully you'll have just as much fun reading it!
This entry inspired by Tyrannotitan (hulitherium on Twitter). Thank him for the craziness about to ensue.
(Also, I've decided to stop putting in prerequisite notices because, at this point, most people who are reading this will get all the callback to previous entries without me having to say they're references or whatever.)
Disclaimer: The characters of 'Phineas and Ferb' belong to Disney and not me.
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Entry #597 [FSD507] - Ship (04.28.14)
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Entry #597 - Written by Adyson Sweetwater
Operation: Phinabella First Kiss is a GO! Like the portmanteau? I got it off of the Internet!
First order of business? Get some accomplices! Because, despite my many, many talents, handling romantic entanglements isn't one of them. As my past might suggest… but we won't get into that, okay?
It was lunch at school on Thursday, and Phineas and Isabella were having a private meal together. Well, as private as you can be in a cafeteria. But their friends had agreed to sit elsewhere and give them room.
Just look at them! They want to kiss? See their eyes? THEY WANT TO KISS!
Ahem…
Accomplices. Right.
Adyson had her tray in hand, looking for somewhere to sit in the nearly-filled cafeteria. She then spotted one of the other girls waving at her.
And I think I just found my first one.
She made her way over to Gretchen, who moved the milk carton she had used to hold the seat with so that Adyson could sit down.
"Thanks!"
"You're welcome!"
The two ate silently for a minute, taking time to start filling their stomachs. It also gave Adyson a moment to decide how to pop the question.
"So, Gretchen, can I ask you for a favor?"
"But, Adyson, you know I can tutor you in social studies for free. It's called the 'great friends' rate. Remember?"
"This isn't about me. Although I do appreciate it, thanks. But, no… look!"
Adyson pointed over towards Phineas and Isabella, who were alternating between eating their lunch and staring into each other's eyes.
"It's Phineas and the Chief. And?"
"Did you know that, despite admitting their feelings for each other back on Valentine's Day, they haven't kissed? Once?"
"They haven't?"
"I know, right?"
"That kinda surprises me. The Chief's been looking forward to that kiss for years now."
"Well, what do you say we help Isabella along? Help her out."
Gretchen was apprehensive. "I don't know…"
"But Gretchen, look at her face! She wants that kiss."
Gretchen obliged, glancing over at Isabella. She had a dreamy look on her face.
"I guess. But we know the Chief likes Phineas. Phineas finally knows he likes the Chief. They'll get to it. Eventually."
"Eventually? EVENTUALLY? Gretchen, if they don't act quickly, they'll start to lose interest! And if they lose interest, one or both of them will call it off! And then where will they be? In six months, Isabella could be dating Ferb. FERB, Gretchen!"
Gretchen opened her milk carton, took a sip from it, and politely waited to swallow it before responding.
"You're overreacting."
"Overreacting? OVERREACTING?"
Not wanting to upset Adyson, Gretchen retracted a little.
"Well… a tiny, tiny bit."
"But…"
"Adyson. I want them to kiss too. But it happens when it happens. If we try to force it, we would be meddling in their relationship. And best friends don't meddle in each other's relationships."
"But I don't think it's meddling…"
"It's meddling."
Adyson huffed.
Well, so much for my first choice. Gretchen, you're so idealistic and too coddling. Isabella needs us to meddle. She NEEDS us to.
Maybe Ginger will be more sympathetic to my cause. After all, she also is dating someone as well.
Adyson walked up the stairs after being let in, but upon reaching her destination, it became clear that she had not gone to look for Ginger at her own house.
She had gone to Baljeet's.
And, sure enough, there she was, helping him with his science fair project.
I also happened to be dating that same someone… at one point in my life…
Ginger came out of her visual ogling of Baljeet - hard at work on surely another award-winning invention - to notice that Adyson was standing in the doorway. Seeing her, Ginger ushered Adyson back into the hallway and hastily shoved a napkin with writing on it in the former girl's face.
"We have a contract! You agreed to never, ever, EVER step in Baljeet's room without someone else present! Unless the other person is ME! In which case, never, ever, EVER EVER!"
Did I forget to mention that I, Baljeet, and Ginger have never been in the same room - just the three of us - since a certain 'night of choosing?'
Looking back, I suddenly realized why that was.
"Ginger. You DO realize that's a napkin. Right?"
"I can't carry the contract with me all the time, and besides, this is still legally binding!"
"Calm down. I'm not here to see Baljeet. I'm here to see you."
Ginger calmed down, lowering the napkin. "Oh."
"But…" Adyson said, with hesitance, "it's about Baljeet…"
Ginger started seething. "I know how to use a bo, and although I'm not supposed to use it on people, I WILL if I have to!"
"It's about you and Baljeet and Isabella and Phineas," Adyson said hurriedly, in order to avoid a physical confrontation she would surely lose.
Ginger blinked. "Ohhhh. In that case…"
She put the napkin away and then motioned for Adyson to go on.
"Well, as you know, Phineas and Isabella are dating now. Which makes them official. Only they haven't kissed yet. Which makes them unofficial. In turn, that makes them unofficial official, and we need to change that to official official. So…"
"So?"
"What I was thinking… you know, since you and Baljeet have kissed.."
Ginger hastily covered Adyson's mouth before she could get the entire word out. Adyson pulled her hand down.
"What was that for? I wanted to get advice from you since you and Baljeet have kiss-"
Ginger broke free of Adyson's grip and covered the latter's mouth again. And, once more, Adyson broke free. This time, though, she realized why Ginger kept trying to shush her.
"You mean you never…"
Ginger went to cover for a third time, but this time Adyson stopped her before she could get there.
"Okay, I won't say that word. But still! I thought you would have already!"
"It's kinda hard! You just don't want to do it! You wanna wait for the right moment. Say… why are you asking me? You've… you know… him, right?"
Adyson was taken aback. "What? NO! Would I be asking you for advice on… this… if I had?"
"Um. Well…"
Baljeet politely interrupted. "Pardon me, girls, but I cannot help but overhear you two talking about… me?"
"Slow down, Romeo!" they both shouted at him.
Scared by them yelling at him, Baljeet eeped and went back into his room, sheepishly closing the door as he did. Seeing this, Ginger scoffed.
"See what you did, Adyson? Now I have to console him… and that'll take hours."
"Sorry," Adyson apologized. "I… I'll just be going now…"
With that, Adyson went back down the stairs as Ginger knocked on Baljeet's door, trying to convince him to let her back in.
And there goes choice number two. Despite our past differences, I was sure she'd push them aside for Izzy. But I guess not.
I tried asking the other girls…
Adyson was seen asking Holly, Milly, and Katie for help. But they all shook their heads, declining.
They, too, believed we shouldn't be pushing them too fast.
"Once they have that first kiss," they all told Adyson, "everything changes."
Fine, fine! But where does Milly get off telling me that? She JUST stopped being freaked out about puberty a couple weeks ago.
But with none of the girls willing to help, and me not willing to take a chance at making Isabella's dreams come true by myself, I guess I have to abandon my plan.
And this is entry is, well, over.
Adyson out!
Adyson sighed as she sat alone at lunch the next day. Again, Phineas and Isabella were eating lunch together, alone - relatively - and Adyson was watching them from a few tables away. Suddenly, she was joined by a familiar face.
Phineas' stepbrother, Ferb.
"Hey Ferb."
Ferb waved hello to Adyson after sitting down, and then proceeded to eat his lunch. As he chewed silently, he too saw Phineas and Isabella's private - again, relatively - lunch. And Adyson noticed his extended stare.
"Feels weird not eating with Phineas, huh?"
Ferb blinked his eyes.
"You never saw me shoo everyone away when I wanted to have a private lunch with Baljeet. Not that we had all that many lunches together, with our busy schedules and all."
Ferb turned to Adyson and stared at her for a few seconds. He then went back to watching the romantic pair.
"You think with all of their 'private time,' they would've already kissed. But noooo…"
Ferb had no reaction. Suddenly, Adyson's head shot up.
"Wait! Ferb! You… you would've seen if they had kissed at any point when Isabella was over, right?"
Ferb remained nonchalant.
"Yeah," Adyson said in disappointment. "You would've said so if that were the case. 'Cause you like seeing them together as much as the rest of us do."
The two of them went back to eating and watching, neither saying anything for a couple minutes.
Wait, wait! Adyson not out! Adyson has an idea! ADYSON HAS AN IDEA!
"Hey Ferb? You think Phineas and Isabella should kiss, right? Well, you wanna make that possible, yes?"
Ferb was chewing on part of his sandwich, concentrating on trying to swallow it rather than answer. And yet…
"I've got a genius plan! Will you help?"
Ferb continued to chew…
"GREAT! I've got some calls to make…"
Adyson got out of her seat and ran to do just that. Ferb swallowed and opened his mouth to say something… only Adyson was already gone…
YES! Operation: Phinabella First Kiss is back on!
Early the next morning - just after sunrise, to be exact - Adyson had finished all of her preparations and was now getting dressed. The main part of her plan involved a lot of stealth, so she had put on military fatigues… ones which were exactly her size, strangely enough. She was standing in front of her mirror, putting the finishing touches on her camouflage face paint.
"Wait, wait, wait!" she exclaimed, shaking her head as she stopped what she was doing. "I'm overdoing this, aren't I?"
One face wash and a change into casual clothes later…
"Ah! Much better!"
Everything was all set! All I had to do was get the players in place.
A few minutes later, Adyson was sneaking around near Isabella's house, rolling and crawling where necessary to avoid being seen. Eventually, she reached her target: Isabella's mailbox.
Sure, Izzy goes over to Phineas' house every day on her own. But why wait 'til then? This isn't the only thing I have to do today.
Adyson opened the mailbox, threw something in, closed it, raised the flag, and sprinted back to safe cover, all in an instant. Or at least, that was what it felt like to her. In a position where Isabella could not see her, Adyson then turned to look across the street. She saw Ferb looking out his bedroom window at that very moment. She gave him a thumbs up.
Adyson then made her way across the street, getting cover behind the Flynn-Fletcher station wagon. She quickly pulled out her 'to do' list and checked off the first item. The list read as follows: drop card, watch Isabella run, 'bunch of question marks,' profit - which was crossed out and had written next to it as a replacement the words 'together 4eva,' Fireside Girls meeting, tennis, TV show petition, buy milk, and type diary entry.
Suddenly, Adyson heard a voice from across the street.
"Be back in a bit, Mom!"
The brunette peeked around the side of the car to see Isabella close her front door, and then make her way down the driveway. Naturally, seeing the flag on the mailbox up, Isabella went to it and curiously checked what was inside.
A few seconds later, Isabella squealed with glee after pulling out and reading a card from 'Phineas.'
Nothing like a card handwritten from 'your true love' to send you running across the street to see him and give him a kiss. Right?
Sure enough, Isabella bolted across the street faster than a cheetah running down a gazelle. Adyson moved around to the far side of the car to avoid being seen. She squatted down there and listened as Isabella rang the doorbell. Mrs. Flynn-Fletcher promptly answered it.
"Oh, hi, Isabella! The boys are in the back. Waffles will be ready in ten, if you'd like."
Adyson did not hear if Isabella responded to that offer, as she had already stepped in and the door was closed behind her. She moved towards the back of the driveway, near the opening in the fence where the backyard could be accessed from outside the house. She thought about peeking over, but then thought twice about it and instead squatted down at the opening, occasionally glancing around it. Phineas was already outside, working on some blueprints.
Any moment now…
Isabella emerged from the house a few seconds later. She waited until she was right next to Phineas before pulling out the card, which she had managed to keep hidden from his mom and anyone else she may have passed by on her way through.
There we go!
At that moment, Ferb came up, walking up the driveway after exiting the front door of the house. He squatted down next to Adyson. She did not acknowledge him, but could hear him breathing next to her. She kept on watching Phineas and Isabella. The latter was giddy as she explained her feelings about it to her boyfriend, but they were just far enough away that neither Adyson nor Ferb could make out any of her words.
"Come on, Phineas!" Adyson mumbled. "React!"
Finally, Phineas did, shrugging his shoulders. He said a few words, and then Isabella hugged him. Adyson snapped her fingers.
Curses.
And then Isabella puckered her lips, going in for a kiss.
I take it back… no curses! No curses!
Phineas did not do the same, yet he decided against pulling away. Isabella tilted her head, preparing to duck underneath Phineas' triangle-shaped face…
Almost. Almost! ALLLLLMOST…
"WHAT ARE YOU BRATS UP TO THIS TIME?"
Adyson screamed in fright, jumping out of her hiding place. She turned around and saw Candace standing there, with her hands on her hips, already in a busting mood.
"Can't talk, huh?" she said after Adyson refused to answer.
Candace then turned to Phineas and Isabella, who were now a comfortable arm's length away from each other.
"Phineas? What are YOU up to?"
"Nothing!" he answered, before backtracking. "Well, for now, anyway. Still haven't decided."
"Well, when you decide, tell me! So I can bust you! Bust, bust, bust!"
With that, Candace marched off, to occupy herself until she had something to bust her brothers for. With her gone, Phineas and Isabella looked at Adyson, who sheepishly approached them after getting caught. Ferb was right behind her, even though the couple had not known he was there until he stepped out.
"Adyson!" Isabella did not seem pleased. "What were you up to?"
Adyson rubbed the back of her head, trying to decide how to explain. She did not have to, though, because Isabella had already figured it out.
"I know this is YOUR handwriting. Not Phineas'."
Adyson winced, and then sighed in defeat. "Okay. You got me."
Phineas spoke up, and to Adyson's surprise, he was very upset.
"ADYSON! Isabella told me the other day you might try something like this, but… but… I didn't think you'd actually DO it! Forcing two people into their first kiss. That's… that's… that's so wrong! I know it took me awhile to realize my love for Isabella, but that doesn't mean I'll take just as long before kissing her for the first time. That being said, you have no right to dictate when that time is! You're one of Isabella's best friends. And mine too. I, no, WE are so disappointed in you, Adyson."
Adyson lowered her head in shame. She had no response to that.
Very few people, if any, have ever gotten Phineas that mad. So hearing him lecture me on how wrong I was… I… I…
…nearly broke down right there and then.
"I think you should leave," Isabella said, sternly. "Before one of us says something we can't take back."
Adyson obliged, quickly turning and leaving the backyard, not even giving Ferb a passing glance as she sprinted past him. She was about halfway down the driveway when she stopped, having come to a mental crossroad.
I still was ready to cry, but before I could, another thought crossed my mind. Isabella and Phineas and everyone else were right. I should've never tried to force the two of them into their first kiss.
I… I needed to go back and apologize right there and then. If not for anything more than to show that I understood how wrong I was and that I should own up to it. Even if it meant getting lectured even more.
Adyson ran back, and her jaw dropped when she stepped foot on the yard once more.
And then I saw…
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End Entry
Next Episode: Part of the troop works to try and help convince Ginger's mom not to move the Hirano family away; the other half is working on a tribute float to the Mayflower. But both efforts might be sunk when a certain revelation … nope, not telling you 'til the next "Fireside Diaries."