For this story, Phineas and Isabella are both 13, thereabouts. Feel free to choose other characters ages, I wrote this for Phineas/Isabella purposes, not to portrait the show when theyre teens. Also, this is my first story that has been an actual fanfic, my main writings being screenplays, so dont get pissy if its not that great, I just wanted to put my ideas out there.
Its been a couple of years, but Danville is pretty much the same. Doofenshmirtz Evil Inc. is still running, Love Handel is still talked about, the tree in the backyard of the Flynn/Fletchers is still standing tall, and of course, Phineas and Ferb still follow their tradition of making each and every blazing Summer day as intense as possible, with each passing year giving them more brainpower and ideas to put to use. In the backyard, we join them, as they look through a pile of blueprints. Neither really have seemed to change too much, both have grown a fair bit, slightly longer hair, but nothing too incredible. Perry is sitting next to them as well, same as always, with that mindless pair of eyes, just waiting to be left alone, but we wont go into that here.