Some Phinbella Story

SOME HALLOWEEN STORY 3: SOME CHRISTMAS STORY 2: SOME PHINABELLA PHINEBELLA PHINBELLA STORY Written by Some Guy Produced by Phineas and Ferb Fanon Based on characters created by Dan Povenmire and Jeff "Swampy" Marsh

Chapter 1
The lights dramatically turned on. Isabella Garcia-Shapiro found herself tied to a chair in an empty room, all alone. "Wh-what? Where am I?!", she wondered as she frantically tried to loosen herself from the rope that kept her strapped. "There's no escape", an ominous voice called from the darkness. Isabella looked up and searched for where the sound came from. "Sh-show yourself!", she commanded, "Unless you're chicken!"

The voice just chuckled. "You'd like that wouldn't you", he replied. "Did you put me here? What do you want with me?!", Izzy yelled. At that moment, a chair on wheels rolled out of the darkness, with its back facing the girl. "Yes, I did put you here. I have news to tell you, Ms. Garcia-Shapiro", the voice admitted. "Well then, what is it? The sooner you tell me, the sooner I'm out of here, right?", Isabella asked.

"Not quite", the voice retorted. "What do you mean? I have things I have to do today, y'know! There's a Fireside Girls meeting today at 5!", she explained. "You can stand to miss one foolish conference, can't you?", the voice asked. "It's not foolish! Who are you anyway?", Isabella demanded to know. The chair slowly turned around, revealing who was in the seat. It was Phineas Flynn, decked out in a suit, petting Perry the Platypus who laid in his lap.

Isabella gasped. "N-no... It can't be! Ph-Phineas?!", she stammered. "In the flesh, Izzy!", he replied, "What do you think of the tux? Got it on sale from the Googolplex Mall." "Wait... but I don't understand. Why would you do this?", she remained confused. "Well, it's much more dramatic than giving you a phone call, and besides, this should be a private moment", he explained.

Phineas placed Perry on the ground and stood up. "I know, Isabella", he simply said. "Know what?", she raised an eyebrow. "That you love me", he finished his sentence. Isabella's face turned bright red. "I, uh... I have no idea what you're talking about", she muttered. "Don't play dumb, Isabella. If I can build a rollercoaster in a day, I can find out if the girl across the street has a crush on me."

"So...", she gulped, "What do you think?" "Let me respond to that... with this." Phineas reached into his pocket and pulled out a small case. Isabella's mouth open up wide. "Is that...?" "Yes", he simply replied. "Oh, Phineas... I... I don't know what to say...", she stuttered, tears flowing from her eyes, "I..." Phineas opened the case, however, there was no ring inside. A record scratched.

"Hey... where's the..." "I never said the ring was for YOU", Phineas corrected. When he finished, another person walked out from the darkness; she looked to be about the same age as the two. "Isabella, meet Mary Sue. My fiancé", Phineas said. Isabella's face quickly turned to anger. "What?!"

"Problem?", Mary Sue's face matched that of a troll. "I-I can't believe this!", Izzy's teeth clenched. "Sorry, Isabella. We just... weren't meant to be...", he and Mary Sue began to drift backwards and disappear into the darkness. "What's so great about her in the first place?!", Izzy shouted. "... Now that I think about, there's not much to like... She's pretty generic... with no distinguishes qualities about her... but she makes me look interesting by comparison..."

"Get back here, Phineas!", Isabella ordered, but it was no use - the two had completely vanished out of sight. "Don't leave me here! No..." Her voice echoed off into the distance. "Ugh... What am I... Huh?" Suddenly, she heard a creaking sound and looked at the floor. A crack was forming on the wood. "Great." CRUMBLE! The two back legs of the chair fell through the floor. "Aaah!"

The legs continued to fall in until the chair fell flat on its back. "Oh no... Oh no, no, no, no, no..." She hastily tried to free herself one last time from the confinements of the chair. However, the more movements she made, the more cracks formed, and any second, she could fall through into who knows where. Eventually, she just stopped fidgeting and remained motionless. "Maybe if I just..." Ironically, the chair broke through the weak wood, and it and she fell down into the endless abyss...

THUMP! "What?!" Isabella opened her eyes, and noticed she was laying in bed. "Oh. Heh. It must have been all a dream", she concluded. She looked to the side and noticed the time. It was almost noon! "Oh, no, I've overslept!", she realized, "Well, as much as you can oversleep on vacation." She jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom, ready to start the new day.