Phineas

"Alright Ferb! Let it rip!"

My brother Ferb and I were in our garage just about to test out a teleportation device. For years, we've been trying to make a portal to Wizard City after my bigger sister Candace went. Ferb and I went with her on her tour around the place, and we loved it. We've been trying to make a successful teleporter ever since, but my dad told me magical layers as protection prevented us from doing it. I knew it was true, but I still did it anyways, just to at the least have something to look forward to.

The device looked the same way as our mom's 'earrings' we made 'for her' a while ago. When I say a while, I mean two years. We were in the summer before the school year that both of us becomes eight graders at our normal middle school we go to, but I'd doubt we would ever see it again. Candace was coming to pick the gang and I up and enroll us in Ravenwood, on the same world as Wizard City. I was very excited; I still wanted to test the teleporter just so I can enjoy one day more than how long I would've been there.

Ferb gave me thumbs up and pulled a lever to turn it on. Electrical sparks went around the machine and a humming noise came from it. I was shaking my hands together, begging it would work. The humming noise continued to grow louder and louder. Just when I thought it was going to work, the humming spontaneously died. Ferb dropped his head as he turned of the teleporter and shook his head. I sighed, my hopes being brought down for the however many days it's been. But I quickly got my spirits up. I walked up to my brother and smiled. "No worries, Ferb. We'll be going tomorrow, anyways, and it will work."

Ferb looked at me and patted his watch. My smiled grew bigger as I realized what he was trying to tell me. "Way to think positive, bro. C'mon, lets get ready." As our last day being in Danville, Isabella invited us to her house for a pool party. We also came up with games and made a few adjustments to the pool so this would be the best pool party ever. I ran upstairs, pasting my mom who was apparently going with us as well. She was a pyromancer dressed in her red 'witch' hat, as we call it, and red robes with orange lining. "Are you boys ready?"

"We will in a few minutes!" I shouted down the stairs as me and Ferb hurriedly got dressed. I quickly flew of my normal day clothes and put on my orange trunks with a white Hawaiian design flowers and yellow sunglasses. I turned to Ferb when I was done to see him with his purple trunks with yellow polka dots, white marble necklace, and purple shades. We both nodded, and we ran out our bedroom, sliding down the stair railing. We ran to the front door, where our mom was already waiting for us. "Now?" she asked.

"All set," I responded.

She opened the door and we walked off our property, crossing the street. Luckily for us, Isabella's house was straight across from ours, so we were literally there in seconds. Before I can reach up to ring the doorbell, Isabella opened the door. "Hey Phineas!" she said. "Whatcha doin?"

Isabella had on a two-piece bikini, both pieces being violet. Supposedly, she grew to old to be wearing her one piece, but I didn't mind. Honestly, she always looked great, no matter what she wore. She was a little taller than me, but I was pretty much used to being small with Baljeet. "Ready to have the best party ever!" I answered as we stepped into her house.

"Even better than the one we had after we went around the world?"

"Even better than our New Year's Eve," I prompted. "Anyway, who's here already?"

"My girls are already in the pool, oh, and my mom is still upstairs getting ready, Mrs. Flynn," she informed us.

My mom nodded. "I'll just wait at the table, then." She went out of the living room and into the kitchen as we made ourselves known to the backyard. The fireside girls were all in the pool playing Marco Polo. All along the pool were scuba tanks and swimming gear. The backyard was decorated with symbols and icons of monsters of each of the seven schools. There was a cooler next to the outdoor table underneath the wooden shelter. On the table were plates with deserts and pizza on them. I whistled. Isabella sure knows what a party is, I thought.

"Marco!" Katie yelled as she treaded the water, alone in the deep side of the pool as the others were swimming away to the shallow. "Polo!" they shouted, and I joined in. Since I was closest to her who responded, she immediately swam towards my direction-and hitting the concrete. "Ow!" she rubbed her head and dizzily looked at me. Then her eyes widenend when she must've saw sense of what she was looking at. "Phineas! Ferb!" she shouted in unison with the other girls. All the girls were also in two-pieces, solid orange as their fireside uniform.

I took off my sunglasses and hoped in the pool wit Isabella and Ferb behind. We hoped in their game and played like heck for about a half an hour. One of Ferb and I's adjustments to the pool were expansion. With a button, the pool would deepen to thirty feet and the walls would cave outwards as it got deeper with underwater pool lights. Isabella told us she wanted to use the tanks and expansion when everyone was here, which we were all here minus Baljeet and Buford. It wasn't until after the half an hour of Marco Polo until they finally showed up. Their entrance was sort of like this:

Buford: …way you'll ever get there. You were not made for her.

Baljeet: according to my calculations, which I double-checked, I will most definitely get her! Don't be jealous that-

That's when they both saw all of us looking at them. "So," Ginger asked, suddenly curious. "Who's this 'she' you two were talking about?"

Baljeet almost tripped into the pool when Buford tripped him. "He believes that he will be in the school of balance," Buford informed us. He was wearing black shorts wit a black towel over his shoulder. Baljeet had apricot colored shorts with green and red stripes with a white tee on, due to him feeling 'conscious' in the water. "He was calling the class 'she' like 'she' was totally made for him," Buford continued.

"Oh." Ginger seemed to seep into the water until her ears were submerged.

"C'mon," I said. "Now that the two are here, we can finally test out the expansion. You ready, Ferb?"

In seconds, we all had our scuba stuff on. Ferb gave me thumbs up and pushed in a slab of concrete on the inner-side of the pool. As it went in, the concrete seemed to shift and stretched like at the beginning of Disneyland's haunted house. (Ha! Disneyland. Disney characters. Of course they would know.) Not only did they expand downward, they started to cave in, too. Soon, we were looking at a thirty feet deep pool. We dropped in the fish and underwater toys and had a blast. We followed the fish, play tag, two-hand football with a toy torpedo, and all the other fun games we could think of.

We've been in for about two hours before we got out to eat dinner, which involved pizza, cookies, sodas, and all that party stereo-type goods. There wasn't enough for all eleven of us to be at one small table, so we sat at two tables in groups. I sat with my bro Ferb, Issabella, Gretchen, and Katie. The adults didn't like the cold, so they sat inside.

Isabella gently put down her half eaten cookie and brushed her hands. "So, what classes are you guys hoping to get into?"

She asked this right when I took a bite of my pizza, so I had to finish chewing. "Ice," Ferb answered. I tried to view him in blue and white robes, but for some reason, I couldn't get the image. "I hope to be of fire," Katie said. "Supposedly, fire wizards are often described as attractive, like a few other of the classes."

"What about you, Phineas?" Gretchen asked me. "I was hoping to be a…" she looked at Ferb before she found the words. "…an Ice! Yeah! I always thought of myself as loyal."

I finished chewing and swallowed. "I'm probably going to be a pyromancer like my mom. She and I are very alike, so if she's fire, most likely that'll be me, too." I shrugged. "Still, I always don't mind being something else, though I can't imagine it. And you, Isabella?"

She seemed to blush a little bit. "I really don't care. If I had to choose, my favorite color is purple, so I guess storm." As strange as this seems, I can definitely see her like that, and not because she liked purple. I heard one of the main qualities of a storm wizard is independency, and I definitely saw her like that.

The wind kicked in and the sun went down, so it became to cold to go back in again. Instead, we all decided to go to my backyard and make a campfire. Foretelling this would probably happen, my mom planned ahead and pot coal and fire logs. She was even kind enough to light it herself for us to see what magic was like.

"Scoot back, everyone," she warned. "There's always a chance I can mess up. Now let's see…"

We scooted three feet away from the huge campfire. I was expecting for her to pull out a wand or a staff, but she motioned her hands instead. In front of her, blazing red and orange heat started forming the symbol of fire. She did more movements corresponding to the symbol, and then swiped her hands at the symbol like opening windows. The blazed symbol disappeared. For a few moments nothing happened. I was going to suggest that she fizzled, as she likes to call it, until a tiny fireball started swirling above the campfire. It hit the wood, setting it ablaze. Soon, we had our own little cozy campsite.

We all applaud as she bowed here and there. "I'd thought I'd mess up; I haven't done it in so long," she admitted. We scooted closer to the warming fire, trying to escape from the cold. I was jittery, I'll admit. Tomorrow was so close, I barely noticed Isabella sitting so close to me. "Mom, what was it like before Earth?" I asked. She looked at me and smiled. "Phineas, you're going to be at Ravenwood tomorrow. Can't you wait to hold your history questions then?"

"No," I admitted. "No I can't."

She sighed and started looking at the sky like trying to remember. I sat directly across from mom, the fire between us. The fireside girls were on my left, closest side to our backyard tree. Ferb, Buford, Baljeet, and Vivian, Isabella's mom who was a conjurer, was on my right.

"Well," she started, "There was the first world. The first world was very much like ours. The main three rulers then were the Tritons of the seas, the Dragons of the land, and the Giants of the sky. Constantly for who knows how long, they kept fighting each other. The tritons would flood the land, the dragons would melt the Giant's castles, and the giants would freeze over the first world. The battles happened so long, the world started falling apart. Bartelby, one of the oldest living trees in the spiral, was the protector of the world. When he saw his children fighting so, he shook the world, causing it to split. Before the pieces of the first world flew out of the spiral and into the cosmos, Bartelby was able to pull with his amazing astronomic strength to him, causing them to stop. Soon after, they started orbiting around Bartelby. And that's how the spiral comes to be now."

I starred at the fire .It was still hard for me to overcome that my mom and dad were married, knowing their elemental history. I wanted to know more of the spiral. I was so amazing, it seemed like there was never ending stories to it like every bump of the earth or every star in the night sky.

Mom seemed like she was about to stroll down memory lane, until she seemed to remember something. "Phineas, Ferb," she started. "Even though magic is used for good, it is also used for evil."

Isabella motioned me to the side so she can see my mom. "What do you mean?"

Mu mom started to look gloomy, which wasn't like her. I looked at Ferb and we both got the same message: stop her.

"Mom, we don't have to know now," Ferb said.

"Yeah," I added on a little too quickly. "Like you said, we can find out tomorrow."

She shook her head. "No you have to understand, this is-"

All of a sudden, a high pitch sound came from behind me, then just as fast died. We all looked toward the direction to see a purple vortex against our backyard fence. My mom and Vivian got up and each drew their wands. "Get behind us, kids!" Vivian yelled. She didn't need to tell me twice. We all stumbled to get behind the two adults and turned towards the portal. Winds suddenly started to pick up, blowing out the fire. It was hard for me to see past my mom and Vivian. Isabella grabbed my hand. I looked at her, but she looked scared out of her mind.

Slowly, a silhouette of a person leaped from the purple portal. My mom made another fire spell like earlier and her wand lit ablaze, making huge amounts of light. There, in front of the purple circle to somewhere…was Candace. I was somewhat relieved that it was her. What worried me still was the look on her face. She seemed disturbed. "Mom, they have to leave. Now."

The only one who didn't look worried was Vivian. "Oh Candace, honey, Buenos dias, how good to see you!"

Candace gave a quick smile, then went to her original look. "Mom…"

"Candace, what's wrong?" mom asked. "What's the emergency?"

As if just on cue, the sky began to rumble and thunder boomed above us, shaking my eyeballs. I looked up to see a picture that didn't quite make sense to me. Pouring out from the sky was what looked like lizards with wings and ghosts. If I thought the haunted house my brother and I built were scary, this was worse.

Then I heard a crash behind me. From the knocked down fence door were another two silhouettes with staffs. I thought they were our neighbors wondering what was going on, but as they got closer, I was totally wrong. They had the shape of a head. They had the shape of a chest. They hade they shape of a human. They were wooden.

"Mom, Now!" Candace pleaded.

"Kids, get through the portal, no questions asked," Vivian ordered. She and mom ran to the puppets. When they got to each other, a circle started to form on the circle.

Isabella started half walking and jogging to her mom. "Mama-"

"Get through the portal, mija," she ordered again. "Rapido!"

Half of me wanted to do what Isabella was doing. What was going on? Why was this happening? I was about to approach my mom until Ferb grabbed my shoulder. "We need to move," he said, motioning me toward the portal. He let go and ran through. Soon the other fireside girls followed his lead. I was stunned. I still wanted to help my mom, but Ferb rarely speaks, and when he does, you better listen. I was shaking my head until I saw my mom's eyes. She mouthed I love you both. "Mom-"

"C'mon, dinner bell!" Buford yelled as he jumped through. I stomped the ground in frustration, then grabbed Isabella by the hand and ran. Reluctantly, she followed me, tightening her grip. I didn't look back and hopped into the purple vortex.