On the other side of town, in the Fireside girl's headquarters, a lovely girl with raven black hair kept neatly in place by a simplistic and quaint light brown bonnet. "And so, today on this lovely day, we introduce to Fireside Girl's troop 46231, their new senior manager, Melissa Blinkoff," Isabella Garcia-Shapiro said to the crackling audience. Melissa was Isabella's mirror, just as accomplished and just as good a leader, and she strode up on stage to accept her senior management pin. "Thank you Ms. Blinkoff, for earning all the necessary patches and your continued devotion to The Loyal Sisterhood of the Fireside Girls," Isabella said as she shook her hand. "I trust that as we grow older, you'll make the best decisions for the troop. Smile for the camera!"

After several large flashes and cheers, Isabella led Melissa off of the stage. "Thank you Isabella. I couldn't have had a better leader through my career."

"It's no problem, and to see you up there, it just brings a tear to my eye. I leave the next years in your capable hands."

No sooner had Isabella congratulated Melissa that local newspaper journalists crowded around the new manager and asked her hectic questions for the definite hot scoop. "Wow Isabella, even after 13 years you're still the capable leader," Ms. Feyerseid said warmly.

"Thank you Ms. Feyersied, it's been an honor. I'll live as a legacy to the fireside girls of the future," Isabella said to the woman in the window. "And I couldn't have done so without your guidance. But I have to get going, I have a date."

"With Phineas I assume."

"Well, yeah, he is my boyfriend. Thank you Ms. Feyerseid."

Isabella dodged the wading photographers and interviewers and fourth-wall observers into the locker room, where fellow managers Ginger, Milly, Gretchen, Holly, and Adyson waited in congratulations. "You rocked it out there!" "Just wait 'til I get this photo out to Phineas." "I think we left her in good hands."

"Guys, guys, I just delivered the message," Isabella said tiredly. "What are you guys doing here? You're all dressed."

"Waiting for you, Duh," Holly said adamantly.

"Like we'd leave you alone, and we wanted to congratulate you, but if you want us to head over to the party and help with Phineas before you can..." Ginger teased.

"Sure, go ahead. I have to get out my hair full today, Phineas knows that I'll be a bit late," Isabella replied as she took out her hair spray and combs.

The girls looked at each other strangely. "Wow, I didn't think that you'd be willing to separate from him that easily," Gretchen observed.

"He's my boyfriend, that's all I could ask for, and I doubt he can help me pick out some clothes without me getting his hands all over him."

"We'll see you then, we'll meet you at the party," Adyson said as they left the locker room.

Waiting several minutes, Isabella took out her miniature photo album and observed the photos within. Her and Phineas dominated the majority of photos in little creep shots taken by fellow members in their youths. She smiled as her hand hovered over the two of them on stage just after their massive trip around the world before laughing as her eyes wandered to Phineas in her arms, still wearing that hilariously dorky mad scientist's suit. "Oh Phineas, I can't wait to see you today, sorry, I can't be on time, but I have an appointment at Bobbi's just for you," Isabella said with a sigh. Aimlessly she looked at one of her favorite photos as she changed, a confident young man with strong shoulders and confidence in every step kissing her as the sun set on an empty street.

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