I'm finally back with a new chapter! Sorry it took me so long to update… I'm sure I had explained my reason to many of you already… ^^; This might be the last chapter I might be putting up for now; I'll only be continuing my writing after my exams are done after December. Sorry for the inconvenience if any.

Oh and wow, 30+ reviews already… I'm so happy that I can die now. :D

I guess I'll take this chance to thank all you readers and reviewers for your support! All of you are my inspiration to write. ;)

-BlackisnotEMO

Chapter 4: The Danville Xtream! Games

Phineas Flynn was deep in thought as he sat quietly at his desk, drumming his fingers across its wooden surface absentmindedly in search for a solution to his latest and toughest complication yet.

Ferb.

Ferb had always been the one who has been looking out for him even back in the days where they had first became stepbrothers. He would be more than glad to do something nice for him for a change; and by luck the chance he had been waiting for had finally arrived.

But what can he do to help him out with this new girl? He never was one who was an expert in stuff like this. Heck, he was having problems of his own!

Maybe he should ask Isabella. She was the one who had discovered Ferb's lovesickness in the first place anyway; so it wouldn't be much of a problem for her, right?

He gulped upon remembering the awkward incident during lunch yesterday. It was the first time she had ever been that close to him, 5.16 centimeters to be exact. He blushed hotly, his mind obviously straying away from his prime problem.

How could one girl simply affect his thoughts as easily as that?

Ferb on the other hand, was engrossed in sketching out his latest blueprint as usual, his mind focused onto his task as deftly as he could. Usually, it did not take the boy more than half an hour to complete a full sketch. Today however, was different.

The young genius sighed inwardly, finding himself to be very disorientated lately. His brain just seemed to be terribly occupied ever since he met her.

Vanessa Doofenshmirtz screams perfect to him in every way.

Too perfect.

The boy with green hair frowned slightly, tapping his pencil irritably against his notebook. He longed to impress her in one way or the other, but the question was how?

Phineas' mahogany brown eyes continued to gaze blankly at his teacher when something she said caught his attention. "Well kids, be sure to turn on your televisions at 9.00am tomorrow morning! The annual World Extreme Games is something you don't want to miss!" she quipped as most of the teenagers nodded in agreement.

Phineas found himself to be raising up his hand before his brain could even work out all the possible projects he could accomplish with this new piece of information. "Miss Keene, what sort of games do people in the World Extreme Games play?" he questioned curiously to the surprise of almost everyone in the room.

"You mean you don't know what the World Extreme Games are?" one of his classmates asked in disbelief before the teacher could even open her mouth to speak.

Phineas shook his head without a hint of hesitation.

A series of gasps could be heard echoing the entire classroom.

"So you're saying you never watched a World Extreme Game?" another kid asked incredulously.

Again, Phineas shook his head.

Another round of gasps echoed the room.

"What were you guys doing then on the 24th July when the games were on?" one kid asked in amazement. "Ferb, calendar check," Phineas simply said as his stepbrother fished out a little black diary from the back pocket of his trousers, flipping through it quickly.

"Jelly fishing."

"Ah yes, the grape flavored ones were the best," Phineas sighed in memory of their past adventure.

"Anyway… You haven't answered my question, Miss Keene! What games do they play worldwide? It must be really exciting!" he went back to his previous question. The poor teacher's lips were dry with exhaustion; she had been trying to get a word in from these teenagers for the last couple of minutes.

"Skateboarding!"

"Motocross!"

"Shark wrestling!"

"Bungee jumping!"

"Fire eating!"

"Singing lullabies for babies!"

The entire class fell silent as all eyes turned to stare at the small Indian boy sitting across the room.

"Heheh… Wrong channel?" Baljeet asked sheepishly, sliding behind his desk in embarrassment.

"World Extreme Games, huh?" the young teen raised his eyebrow slightly, a plan beginning to formulate in his head to replace his previous thoughts.

Ferb had concluded one day that a brain like his stepbrother's required a short but energy-packed attention span for it to function at its optimum. Phineas never strays on a problem for long; moving from one riddle to another in exceptional speed while still being able to solve the problems he encounters flawlessly; more flawless than one could ever think possible.

Phineas' intellect by now was being pushed to its limit; he was obviously thinking of an awesome new project to work on. It seemed that the World Extreme Games were immensely popular amongst everyone around the world.

Why can't Danville do something as spectacular as well?

A gradual but noticeable grin began to spread across his face; this plan of his just might work.

Oh scratch that, it will work.

Ferb took a quick glance at his stepbrother, a hint of a smile on his face. He can recognize that expression anywhere.

Phineas was thinking again.

The next few moments passed by in absolute silence when suddenly, Phineas Flynn turned to look at his stepbrother, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Ferb! I know what we're going to do today!"

"Danville Extreme Games?" Isabella repeated interestedly after Phineas explained his latest idea to his best friend.

"No, Isabella, not extreme… It's Xtream! With an exclamation mark at the back," he grinned as the girl giggled at the new phrase.

"So Phineas, how can I help you with your new Xtream! project?" she asked.

"I'm glad you asked! I need you to help me spread the word about the World Extreme Games. Tell everybody that they'll be able to watch it right here in the school auditorium with a large movie screen!" he grinned excitedly. There was a look of puzzlement on the girl's face as she noted this into her head. "But don't you mean the Danville Xtream! Games?" she asked in slight confusion.

The orange haired boy had a twinkle in his eye as he simply grinned at her, knowing that his best friend knew him well enough not to question him any further after that.

"It's a surprise," that was all he said, a smile tugging at his lips as he continued to walk with her side by side, his hands buried into the pockets of his jeans with his eyes cast onto his feet.

The Spanish girl kept silent; she couldn't help but to ponder over the happenings that were occurring right now. She did know him well enough to realize that he was acting a little different around her lately; he seemed shyer perhaps?

Did he finally notice that she liked him?

"But what about everything else?" she managed to find her tongue before they headed their separate ways. Phineas gave her a reassuring smile; not noticing the dreamy expression on the latter's face as he did so.

"Leave that to Ferb and I."

Principal Dilworth could not suppress an amused smile from escaping his lips as he browsed through the flyer handed to him by the Flynn-Fletcher brothers, at the same time admiring the artistic and creative design hand-painted onto it. He had heard countless stories from the teaching staff about these two but this was the first time he ever had an encounter with the both of them.

The smile grew even wider when he noticed that both brothers were dressed up quite professionally; black and white business suits were decorating their bodies as they stood behind his desk wearing serious expressions on their faces.

"As you can see sir, it is crucial that you allow us to host this event in our school as this building is the only building in Danville which can hold in the entire town, with a little bit of alterations, of course as printed in page 54, paragraph 6 line 2," Phineas spoke in a business-like manner as the great man in front of him began to flip through the handmade manual Ferb had managed to type out in less than half an hour.

"Impressive," that word seemed to be all the man could say for once. He was baffled by the amount of intelligence and wit these two youngsters had to even come up with such an idea. "Well, if I may, sir, please sign here, here and here if you agree to our terms and conditions," Phineas pointed at a clean sheet of paper on the black polished desk. Dilworth did as he was told. "Thank you sir, we will now be on our way," Phineas nodded politely as Ferb opened the door.

"Uh, before you boys go, I have a question," Principal Dilworth dared himself to ask. "Very well, sir, what is it?" Phineas stopped as Ferb blinked at their principal, already anticipating his question.

"Aren't you boys a little too young to be setting up a huge world-changing program involving all of Danville's citizens in one day held in our school building?" he asked.

The two stepbrothers simply looked at each other before Phineas replied their principal as coolly as ever.

"Yes sir, yes we are."

Phineas stopped, turning to look at his stepbrother as soon as the door closed upon suddenly remembering something important.

"Hey, where's Perry?"

'Dubi dubiduba, Dubi dubiduba~' Perry's theme song rings in the air.

Perry took a quick glance around the empty corridors cautiously before slipping on his agent hat and disappearing into a locker. He held his breath as a long tube sucked him down to headquarters; the locker being the scent of sweaty old gym socks. Perry sighed, making a mental note to discuss with Major Monogram regarding the hygiene of his transport devices.

The little green platypus landed on his plush chair in grace, offering a smart salute to the large screen in front of him.

"Ah, Agent P. So how is your new transport location? Any better than the first?" the man in a white moustache asked, resulting in a huff followed by a series of annoyed chatter from the little mammal.

"Carl! What did I say about Agent P's transport location?"

A loud crash was heard. Carl came into the screen, his glasses seemingly having a little crack in one of the lenses. "Sorry sir, but you startled me while I was carrying those large boxes of equipment…" he stuttered.

It was Major Monogram's turn to sigh, slapping his hand across his forehead in distress.

"Never mind. Anyway, Doofenshmirtz has been spotted buying detergent. Detergent plus evil plus Doofenshmirtz can't be any good. I want you to find out what he's up to, and put a stop to it. We're counting on you," he ordered as Perry gave him another smart salute in reply.

He was about to rush off when he was cut off by the Major. "Hold on, Agent P, I'm not done yet. This assignment is meant to be completed tomorrow," he explained. Perry stopped in his tracks, turning his head to the screen in surprise.

Then why…?

"(clears throat) As you can see, today is Agent D(uck)'s birthday and we all want to celebrate it together with him, except Agent C(roc), of course, he might want to eat Agent D up," Major Monogram explained as a robot appeared from the ceiling to place a pink party hat upon Perry's head, replacing his agent hat. He lifted his eyebrow skeptically as usual, chattering in slight protest and amusement.

So there the platypus was with over twenty other different kinds of animals each wearing party hats, celebrating a duck's birthday while feasting on zoo feed which tasted like cardboard. Perry simply sighed, wondering what on earth made him sign up for this job.

'Perryyyyy~!'

"Hey Candace," Jeremy Johnson smiled at his friend, hoping that she would not notice the tinge of blush spreading across his cheeks as he noticed how good she looked today. She wasn't wearing her usual red top and white skirt; instead she was wearing a sleeveless white hooded shirt along with a pair of black jeans complimenting her figure.

"Hey Jeremy! Notice anything different about me?" she smiled back, eager to hear his compliment. "Uh, you look really nice today, Candace," he blurted out without thinking, not knowing what else to say. He felt like kicking himself at that instant.

Gosh, how lame can he get?

You look nice?

That's it?

Candace felt her heart tighten slightly in disappointment as soon as she heard the compliment; had she failed to impress him? Again?

"Anyway, I was wondering if you're going to this World Extreme Games movie thing held in school tomorrow," he changed the subject quickly. "World Extreme Games movie? What Wor-" she was interrupted when a sheet of paper smacked directly into her face.

"Sorry 'bout that," Buford shrugged, speeding off with countless posters in his hand waiting to be delivered with poor Baljeet acting as his steed. "Mush!" he commanded. "Actually, you don't command a horse to mush, the preferred term is-" the Indian boy with curly black hair interrupted. "Whatever," Buford rolled his eyes as the two continued down the corridor.

"Freshmen," Jeremy and Candace said at the same time. Their eyes met for a split second before both sides broke eye contact, smiling nervously at one another without saying a word. "So," he started awkwardly, keeping his gaze locked onto his feet. Candace paused, taking a good look at the poster in her hands. World Extreme Games movie premier? Hosted by Phineas and Ferb?

"B-But… B-b-but…" she stuttered, unable to get the words out of her mouth. "I'll go if you do," the blond teen smiled shyly, daring himself to take her hand. His smile widened as he felt her fingers entwining his, an equally shy and yet happy smile on her face. "Sure," she replied without hesitation, releasing the valueless piece of paper. Busting her brothers proved to be nothing when compared to the time she gets to spend with the one boy she really cared about having in her life; besides her brothers of course.

"Oh, and Candace?"

"Yes, Jeremy?

"You look really nice today."

Candace simply allowed a quiet grin to spread across her face.

This was as good a start as any other.

The next morning, the school auditorium was abuzz with almost all the citizens of Danville. All of them took their seats in comfy plush chairs provided in the large hall, each taking sips of their cola while awaiting the anticipating movie to begin.

Seconds later, the one boy the entire town recognized made his way onstage with a small microphone in hand and skateboarding gear decorating his body. "Danville!" he yelled fervently into the microphone, his signature grin on his face. "Are you ready?" he had succeeded in pepping up the audience as many shouts of excitement replied him, resulting in him clinging on to the microphone stand for his dear life as he flew off the stage.

"Gotta love the enthusiasm, people!" he laughed, landing right into his seat. Taking his cue, Ferb pushed a green button on a small remote control in his hand. The crowd ooh-ed and ahh-ed as the huge dark curtains in front of them pulled apart automatically, revealing a huge movie screen.

As soon as the words 'The World Extreme Games' appeared on the screen, the crowd erupted in cheers. The next hour past by noisily; Danville just could not keep silent while cheering for their favorite teams as the games continued on.

"Now wasn't that the best skateboarding-rollerblading-skydiving-motocross-bungee jumping-shark wrestling program ever?" Phineas asked after the program ended. The crowd nodded in agreement.

"Well folks, now that we've seen how the world plays their games, its now Danville's turn to show the world how we play!" a huge grin was plastered on his face as surprised whispers buzzed around the hall.

"Ladies and gentlemen, cats, dogs and platypuses, I, Phineas Flynn, with my best brother in the world, Ferb Fletcher, would like to present to you… The first ever Danville Xtream! Games!" he announced proudly.

This time, Ferb pushed a red button on the remote control.

All of a sudden, a whoosh sound was heard. "The whoosh sound was just the dark curtains around our masterpiece being brought down. Why else would you guys be walking around a dark corridor?" he explained.

The screen in front of them buzzed to life, revealing a series of cameras placed all around the school. The crowd gasped in astonishment; was that a gigantic water slide cascading down from the top of school building?

"Yes, yes it is," Phineas replied to their thoughts immediately. "Our contestants would be at the top of this very building, braving against all odds to complete the following tasks until they reach the bottom of the slide; wake boarding, shark-avoiding, barefoot crocodile-skiing, surfing and more! And here's some good news for you too, folks; all of you can have a turn down the slide after the games are done! It's perfectly safe, Ferb had planted jelly all over town so if you do slip off course, you bounce back up!" Phineas explained quickly.

Ferb pushed a yellow button; the entire floor ascended up to the rooftop where everyone could see the insane sport take place.

"And now! Presenting our contestants!" Phineas cued the drum roll.

"Buford Van Stomm! Guest pro surfer Andy Irons! Some dude I do not know! And our very own, Ferb Fletcher!" he announced as the crowd gave them a deafening cheer.

Ferb stood up on the stage quietly with the other three, still maintaining his perfect silence as the others waved and jumped around like madmen.

Immature indeed.

The young genius sighed, wishing that Phineas would just skip the introductions and head straight to the action.

His emerald green eyes began to linger to the audience; curious to see who was present here today. He stopped his search abruptly upon seeing that he had found whom he was secretly searching for. His eyes widened ever so slightly at the realization that Vanessa Doofenshmirtz was here too.

Vanessa's POV:

I couldn't help but to stare speechlessly at the boy who just got called up the stage. The green-haired boy I had met just a few days back looked completely different compared to the quiet shy genius I was used to seeing.

He was now a quiet shy hot genius.

Ferb only had a pair of green khaki pants on with a string of white shells around his neck, making him look like a real surfer. In fact, I was pretty sure that he even looked hotter than Mr. Pro Surfer standing beside him although most of the girls present obviously thought otherwise, practically screaming their lungs out for the foreigner.

Before I knew it, an uncharacteristic blush began to spread across my cheeks as I briefly scanned his body, realizing how nicely toned Ferb actually was behind the baggy green shirt he had on most of the time. My blush intensified as I finally came to realize that those thoughts had actually surfaced in my head.

What am I thinking?

"Vanessa Doofenshmirtz, did you just ogle at a freshman? A freshman whom you haven't even properly met?" I scolded myself, dismissing my earlier thoughts immediately. I took a quick glance at the boy sitting beside me, sighing in relief. Johnny did not notice a thing.

However, I couldn't help but to allow a hint of a smile to cross my lips as I turned back to continue watching the boy; I can now conclude that his usual quiet demeanor was really who Ferb was; it wasn't just some exterior image he was trying to portray in school.

The smile I had on widened as I examined all four contestants onstage; Ferb was also definitely the most mature of the lot, increasing his appeal to me… I meant other girls.

My smile faltered just as quickly as my heart took a leap of surprise; he was now looking right at me.

Ferb's POV:

Even amongst the hundreds of thousands of people that turned up today, I still manage to spot the one person who infected my system like a virus.

I am still puzzling over how easily my eyes could spot her when the possibilities of doing so were remarkably low!

Having said that, I didn't take my eyes off her for even a millisecond; some irrational being in my body was telling me that she would disappear if I dared looked away.

I honestly wanted to scream at myself; how could that reasoning even be logical?

"Here we go again," I thought dryly, heaving a small sigh.

She had somehow managed to tamper with my sanity again.

I daren't blink now, seeing that there was the tiniest possibility that she might disappear if I did look away for an instantaneous second.

No way would I risk that happening.

Emerald green met midnight blue.

Oh my gosh.

Normal POV:

Ferb could feel his heart making a tiny leap of excitement as he maintained eye contact with her, his brain still registering the fact that she was looking at him.

She was looking at him.

It felt as if all of his usually workaholic brain cells stopped functioning at that very moment, taking a break just to look at her.

His excitement turned into panic once he realized that he had no idea how to react to her in this position.

The next few moments were truly one of the most embarrassing experiences he ever had in his life.

From a distance, the pretty Goth girl arched an eyebrow in amazement as she froze in her seat, turning her gaze to the boy sitting beside her.

"D-did he just wink at me?" she asked incredulously.

"Heh. Freshmen and their naïve minds. Though, I'm not surprised," Johnny smiled suggestively, causing the latter to blush once again.

"Naïve, huh?" she murmured as she stole a glance at the freshman; he was already heading to the top of the gigantic water slide.

By any means, the word 'naïve' just doesn't seem to fit into his description.

However she could not deny the fact that she did find the wink surprisingly cute.

'Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorpa..pa..pa..~!' theme song rings in the air?

"Oh darn I forgot to change the batteries of that thing… now it makes my evil lair sound like a pa..pa..party!" Dr. Doofenshmirtz shook his head in disgust, fishing out a few batteries from his pocket.

Before he could insert it into the DVD player, a deafening crash rang in his ears. He sighed, replacing the batteries without even bothering to turn around. "Hello, Perry the Platypus, I'm sorry I do not have a trap set out for you today, I didn't have the time to buy you a new one so please sit down on this harmless wooden stool I placed in front of you while I tell you about my latest evil plan," he explained to the bewildered-looking platypus who obliged all the same.

"Perry the Platypus, have you ever noticed that I always have clean white evil lab coats on whenever you encounter me six days a week? Six days because I take one day off to visit Vanessa but that's not the point," he cleared his throat.

Perry simply watched his nemesis as he paced up and down the room, rolling his eyes at the meaningless drama. "Even if I have such clean clothes, Perry the Platypus, I absolutely hate to wash! So I send them to the laundry every week. However, the price of wash had increased these past few days! If I have to spend more money on my clothes, I will have less money to spend on my inventions! Less inventions means less evil and less evil means goodbye evil status I had for over 20 years!" he continued to ramble on, not noticing that Perry had been smart enough this time to bring along a crossword puzzle to complete while awaiting his nemesis to finish his over-exaggerated speech.

"P-Perry the Platypus! It's rude to be doing something else while one is speaking!" there was a fragment of hurt in the 'tame-evil' professor's voice that made Perry sigh, putting down his pencil to listen.

"Thank you. So behold! The Cleaner-inator! It cleans absolutely everything and returns them to their original conditions! I'll clean every single thing in the Tri-State area and put all laundry services out of business!" he finished.

My cue.

Perry tried to stand up but to his surprise, he could not budge from his seat.

A wide grin was on Dr. Doof's face as he added knowingly; oh and didn't I mention? There's glue on your seat.

The crowd had their breath drawn in as they watched the sight before them expectantly, wondering how the Xtream! Games were going to turn out.

Ferb Fletcher already had his wakeboard under his feet, a slab of butter in his right hand and a jar of peanut butter in his left. Isabella watched this in curiosity, deciding to question Phineas about it. "Oh, it'll help him win this, you'll see," he simply shrugged, a smile tugging on his lips.

You show them how it's done, bro.

As soon as Phineas blew on his whistle, all four contestants took off immediately, sliding down from the top of the slide in incredible speed. Everyone gasped in amazement as they watched the green-haired boy smear butter all over himself and onto his wakeboard while still balancing expertly on it, increasing his speed if even possible to the naked eye. The crowd cheered and clapped as he even managed to perform a few stunts on the wake board.

Ferb's POV:

I was distracted.

I skidded a little as I balanced myself upon an Amazonian crocodile with hardly any effort; a simple little Physics concept made sure I remained on the reptile without falling as I made my way down the obstacle.

Out of the corner of my eye I noticed Buford and the other dude which I do not know constantly bouncing off the course and back again due to those jellies I had planted earlier; looks like the competition was between me and this Andy Irons guy.

Before I knew it, my mind had strayed away from my task again, a streak of bright red making its way across my cheeks as I recalled the just incident.

I shook my head in frustration, forcing myself to focus.

But seriously, did I actually wink at her just now?

Of all the things to do!

Stupid hormones.

Truly it was the worst moment of my life. I can never bring myself to look her in the eye ever again.

Normal POV:

Ferb's sharp eyes noticed the slight change of atmosphere in the waters in front of him; it must be the shark-avoiding part of the obstacle. Quickly, he emptied the entire contents of peanut butter into a water gun he had hid in the crocodile's mouth, aiming it at the sharks which had their jaws wide open to crunch him into pieces.

No way was some shark going to eat him up.

This is Ferb Fletcher you are dealing with.

He made it down the water slide first, naturally, earning deafening cheers from the crowd miles above him.

"And the winner for the first ever Danville Xtream! Games is… Ferb!" Phineas announced as his stepbrother was handed a trophy.

"Okay people, as promised, you all get to play on the water slide now without sharks and crocodiles!" Phineas grinned as a cloud of dust rushed past him; the folk were obviously hungry for a lot of fun.

"Wanna ride with me, Phineas?" Isabella asked hopefully. "Sure!" Phineas prayed that he did not sound overly excited, but honestly, he was. Both teens then plunged into the water happily, sliding down the longest water slide in the world together.

On the other hand, Ferb made his way up to the rooftop slowly while examining his surroundings, making sure that no kid or adult was left behind.

Imagine his surprise when he caught sight of a figure clad in black standing alone by the railings as she watched the others slide down, a hint of amusement written in her face. Ferb could only take in this sight spellbound all over again; she looked beautiful just standing up. The gentle winds were blowing tenderly across her face, sweeping her dark hair back and making her look like a goddess in his eyes. He stood behind her speechless for a few moments before finally plucking up enough courage to approach her.

"Oh, hey," she seemed startled at his appearance, nevertheless inching away from the railings anyway to give him a little space to join her. "Hey," he replied awkwardly, shifting his gaze to the slide below them. "This whole contraption is really amazing you know? You built this yourself?" she started the conversation, truly impressed by his engineering skills.

Ferb only nodded modestly, he never was one who bragged about what he could do; he firmly believed in utilizing his skills only when required. And now, maintaining a conversation with Vanessa was seriously a skill he needed.

"Oh and by the way, you were awesome just now. You didn't need any fancy moves to outdo those other three," she chuckled, earning a slight blush of embarrassment from the boy.

The silence trailed on for a couple of moments; the pair was simply watching the spectacle that took place on the slide, sometimes gazing up into the sky to admire the clouds floating above them. "I would really love to touch them one day," she sighed to herself, not knowing that the boy had heard her. He smiled inwardly to himself; he found it rather amusing that even a senior like her had childish dreams like these.

To Vanessa's surprise, the silence wasn't as awkward as she thought it would be. At first when she acknowledged the younger boy, she had assumed it to be another one of their awkward encounters. But strangely, the silence seemed almost… comforting.

The next sentence that came out of his mouth caught her completely off guard.

"Do you want to go down the slide with me? I mean… since you're here and all… and I'm here too, so…" the young genius couldn't stop his nervous stuttering; this was the first time he had requested for something from someone else other than his family.

"Sure," she flashed him the smile he loved to see and before he knew it, he had a smile on too.

Phineas' POV:

Wow, I never knew that Isabella could surf like that.

I watched her in amazement as she showed me a few stunts on the surfboard we both were on.

"That was amazing, Isabella! Where did'cha learn all those cool moves?" I asked. "Thanks! I had to learn surfing to earn my 'Learn how to Surf' patch last year!" she grinned.

I couldn't have guessed.

We played along in the water for a while when something uncalled for happened.

"Gangway!" Buford landed in the water with a huge splash, causing the surfboard to tip over slightly. I watched in horror as Isabella lost her balance, resulting in her toppling over to hit the waters, and before I knew what I was doing, I grabbed hold of my best friend, hauling her up to safety.

Reality kicked in as my mahogany brown orbs glazed directly into her dark violet ones, noting that I had one arm wrapped firmly around her waist while my other hand held tightly onto hers to avoid her from losing her balance.

It was as if time stopped at that very moment; all I could do was stare transfixed at her.

"Um… Phineas? People are starting to stare…" Isabella was the first to break the awkward silence between us, her cheeks tinted red. My brain continued functioning once again and immediately, my face turned a very fascinating color of red. "S-sorry," I released her gently, scratching the back of my head uncomfortably. Little did I know that deep down inside, Isabella was silently thanking Buford right then for the little accident.

Vanessa's POV:

I cannot remember the last time I had this much fun.

Even as I stood by Ferb at the bottom of the slide with my clothes completely drenched, I felt like I didn't have a care in the world.

At first when Johnny told me he had to leave early, I was devastated. I simply stood at the sidelines as usual while the others took heed of the festivities; I never was one for crowds anyway. Why bother trying to blend in with people you don't even know?

But a certain Ferb Fletcher came and changed all that.

I ended up being soaked, tired plus my hair was completely messed up.

But I was happy, for some odd reason.

I couldn't help but to stifle a giggle as I looked at him while he stared back in confusion.

"How on earth did a starfish get onto your head?" I laughed as he kept silent, completely mesmerized by her laughter.

I grinned, plucking it out of his hair while he returned my favor with a smile.

Smiling was something he definitely needed to do more.

Perry smirked as he stood up with the chair still glued to him; apparently his nemesis had forgotten to glue the legs of the chair to the floor.

Typical.

"Curse you Perry the Platypus!"

Music to my ears.

The machine did a wayward shot before exploding into pieces. The little secret agent managed to parachute out of the building in time before he was caught by the impact of the blast.

(Girl chorus: Perryyyyy!)

Phineas blinked; he swore that the water slide was still there when he last blinked. Thank goodness for the jellies; the crowd was safe and hey! Now the jellies were gone!

He and Ferb simply exchanged glances before Ferb gave him a carefree shrug.

At least we don't have to clean up now.

Oh, Perry's back.

"So kids, how was school today?" Linda Flynn-Fletcher interrogated her three children as usual once they entered the car.

"Xtreamly amazing," all three replied in unison.

-Chapter End-

This is the longest chapter I have ever written… O.O I hope that it's enough to compensate for my lateness.

I know, I know, the POVs and plots and basically everything is scattered all over the chapter… I'm really sorry if it is too messy to read, I'll try improving on that. Ugh I never liked messy stories. *slaps self*

I call it the Xtream Games because the water slide represents a downward stream. Lame huh? =.=

Peanut butter was totally random, and yay! Phineas gets his first POV! And Perry gets a little monologue for himself too! It's just a little of what I imagine Perry to be thinking in his head. ^^

Oh and Andy Irons is just some pro surfer I googled up. Criticism about him if you see it that way is not intended, it is just part of my fic. =)

Thanks again for reading! I'll see you all again in January I hope ;)

-BlackisnotEMO