Winter Hijinks

Minor Notes
This is four months after The 1st Date. It is winter in this Fi

Story Time
===(Phineas POV) === It is winter now and Ferb and Gretchen have been dating for about four months now. I can’t move because Ferb dared me to lick a frozen light pole. I couldn’t get out of it as it was a triple-dog-dragon-eye-golden-key dare. Ferb is laughing. I have no idea where my girlfriend Isabella went.

“Erb halp meh” I say my words getting messed up. Ferb just laughs harder. (Author steps in. Phineas just said ‘Ferb Help Me’ if you couldn’t get that)

“Hey Phineas” I hear Ferb’s girlfriends voice, “How in the world did you get your tongue stuck to this pole?”

“Ferb dared him” I hear Isabella’s voice.

“Ooof” I hear Ferb grunt.

“Hang on a second Phineas, you are lucky I keep a thermos for this occasion” I Ferbs girlfriend say.

I see her hand and a thermos. She pours the contents on my tongue. I am freed from the pole. I turn around and see Ferb holding his side. His girlfriend, Gretchen is standing next to him.

<span lang="EN" style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri">“You elbowed me in the stomach” he said.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><span lang="EN" style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri">“Your Solar Plexus not your stomach” Gretchen said, “and quite frankly you deserve it”

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><span lang="EN" style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri">“How about I throw you in the snow?” Ferb asks her jokingly

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><span lang="EN" style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri">“You get thrown in the snow too” she replies and then she laughs and kisses him, “Okay now I have got to get home.”

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><span lang="EN" style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri">“Why?” Ferb asks.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><span lang="EN" style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri">She gives him a ‘Seriously?’ look. Ferb concedes her point and says “Okay see you later then”

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><span lang="EN" style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri">“Just an hour” she replies

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><span lang="EN" style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri">“Why an hour?” Ferb asks.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><span lang="EN" style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri">“I just got done with my Martial Arts class, so I need to take a shower” She said.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><span lang="EN" style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri">“Oh Ok” Ferb says flushing a bright red.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><span lang="EN" style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri">“See you later” Gretchen says taking off.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><span lang="EN" style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri">“How did you know Gretchen was close by” I asked Izzy.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><span lang="EN" style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri">“I actually signed up for classes. So I knew where the dojo was and I knew what time Gretchen’s class is” Izzy explains.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><span lang="EN" style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri">I start laughing at Ferbs expression. I know what he is thinking ‘Oh great instead of my girlfriend elbowing in my side, it will be Phineas’ girlfriend’. Gretchen had explained two years ago that she knows all the weak points on the human body. ===<span lang="EN" style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri">(Ferb’s POV) === <p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><span lang="EN" style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri">Yes I did dare Phineas to lick the pole. My side still hurts from where Gretchen elbowed me. Phineas and I just found out that Izzy is taking Martial Arts classes. I do not like that. Ok granted Gretchen was right that I did deserve her elbowing me in my side.

<p style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"><span lang="EN" style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri">“Hey Ferb!” Phineas exclaims, throwing a snowball at me.