daria

I had originally written this on my deviantART :3 I'm Puffedwarrior of DA 8D
This looked really fun :D I'm doing it PnF style(lol, this is Mehr like PhinXIsa style XD), then I might do it again COTF style! <3

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Sitting at the bottom of her friend's tree, Isabella tried to think of something to make her Friends laugh. She had never usually been a funny kind of person, but just recently had she found out that Phineas did enjoy laughter. "I think I might have been dropped when I was a baby, because there is just something missing up here," she pointed to the oben, nach oben of her head. Even though that...

Faces shocked, scared, and just plain dumbfounded filled the clearing. Blake knew that he just brought this out of the blue, which was kind of stupid. Weary, he nodded and mewed out loud, "Good day," and jumped off the Highrock. It wasn't long before a crowd of Katzen surrounded him.
"Are Du sure it was him?"
"Really? Is that so?"
"What are we going to do?"
"Is he still alive? Possibly?"
Blake felt as if his ears were about to pop. "Silence!" he yowled at the oben, nach oben of his lungs. "You act as if I know everything. Yes, I am your leader, but really. I can't fix every problem Du throw at me!" and with...

~Emily's POV~

Ironic, how I knew this would probably happen. Of course, something bad happening to me from the machine that made Phineas and Ferb along with Isabella so called "disappear". Now I know the truth, they didn't disappear, this machine turned them into felines!

Glaring at Ferb, he seemed shocked himself. I scanned myself over, seeming I had no injuries oder anything from the shock of the machine. Nope, I was okay.
"Ferb!" I hissed loudly, arching up my back and batting him on the head with sheathed claws. He ducked down, avoiding the blow.
"It's not my fault, I was just trying to get...

~Blake's POV~

I sat there, Lost in my own little world. Nothing going on. No problems. No wits. No nothing. Nothing distracting, nothing at all. Silence. I was deeply enjoying this day, today. Everything was just right. Well, that is, until sunhigh.

"Blake! BLAKE!! Come on, Blake! Let's goooo!!!!!" My apprentice, Phineas, tugged at my ear eagerly. He was excited; this was his first Tag as an apprentice of FireClan, and he wanted to Zeigen everyone(counting his brother and best friend) that he was the best apprentice yet.
I mumbled a few words, trying to soak up some Mehr sleep. But that didn't...

Same old, same old. 12-year-old Phineas Flynn sat under the brother's shady old oak tree, enjoying the warm rays of the sun shining brightly on his skin. A faint breeze buffeted the air. Summer was turning into fall. This summer had been perfect; Phineas' birthday a week Vor tying it together. But today was the first Tag of the last week of his summer, so Phineas wanted this week to be extra-special, the best yet! But what could make this week the best? Phineas and his brother had done so many things! But what could end this wonderful summer? Possibly the best project yet.
Phineas tried hard...

~Isabella's POV~

He did it again. Every day, it's the same thing. "Hey Phineas! Whatc'cha doin'? I'm sick of those words. I'm sick of pretending. I'm sick of him! I have mixed feelings right now; mad and totally upset. I'm sitting here, on the verge of tears, and all he's doing is fixing the camp Wand with Ferb, not even paying attention to me. "Hey Phineas..." I sighed. "Need an help?"
"Sure," the red tom replied with a smile. "We wouldn't mind."
"I would," a voice broke in. I glared at the black she-cat.
"Midnight, no one needs your opinion," Ferb hissed from behind. Midnight stuck out her tongue...