Phineas and Ferb Porn Story: Phineas and Ferb Adolesense – Chapter 2

A/N: This is the second chapter of Phineas and Ferb Adolescence. Enjoy!

Danville Middle School, Locker Room, Noon

Phineas slid into the locker room, his shirt was torn, and his face was black with scuffs and dirt.

Foot ball, he thought, YUCK!

He walked to his locker next to Ferbs, who was, what Phineas considered, lucky, since he had asthma and couldnt play this full-contact sport. Ay, whatcha gonna do?

Phineas, though, was even more downdraught when he opened his locker, for a giant glob of gum and foam came shooting hammering at his face. Buford Von Stomm laughed hyena-like in the back of the row, as Phineas stood with an expressionless face, stretching his jaw out to speak.

Score 1 for you, Buford, he responded, turning to look at his bully, but, next time-

Ferb squirted water on Phineas face with a nearby hose to wash the goop off his face.

Oh, God, Ferb, why!!! he gurgled, trying to pull away. DOH..!! Ugh!!!! Stop it! Stop-stop it!!!! Ugh!! OHHHH!!! Stop-! Burns us, BURNS US!!!! Oh! Ugh!!

Ferb finally stopped, and the gum was washed off. Phineas popped his lips and spat out the water. Thanks, FerbSo, like I was saying, Buford, next time, Ill be winning.

HA-HA!! laughed Buford, walking over to Phineas with a dirty gym shirt. You think you can beat me up, Dinner Bell?!

No, I, uh, I learned my lesson when we were 9 and you sprained my thumb in that ring, Phineas replied showing him his thumb which still had a red mark on it. Nah, Im talking about a one-on-one gameof basketball.

The boys in the locker room froze, dropping whatever they were holding and gasped. Everybody knew that when it came to any sport, Buford was the king, and especially at basketball. While, Phineas, had not made the basketball team since 5th grade.

Phineas smirked. So? Whaddya say? Buford just stared at him and spoke only two words:

Youre on.

Phineas smiled a crooked smile. Excellent, my fine-buzcutted rival. But, we should make it quick. I have things to do.

Ditto, Dinner Bell; ditto.

The Court, Lunch

Phineas was ready. Buford may have had beaten him since he was a kid, but this was different. He was through with it.

He looked at Buford, who was grinning evilly, hands crossed and looking at his friends next to him, talking and laughing. Phineas then looked around the court and saw more people then he expected watching them. Ferb and Isabella walked up to him.

But, Isabella didnt have herself her usual peppy attitude. In fact, she even had a slight anger with her. Phineas, what are you doing?!?

Phineas pulled his hands in front of him, palms outstretched. Whoa, whoa, Isabella. Its not a big deal. I mean, its just a friendly, hateful basketball game. What could possibly go wrong?

Man, you re stubborn. Listen: Buford never plays fair. EVER. I mean, who knows: he could bounce the ball off of your triangle head, or slam you into a wall, she started freaking out, or-or-or hit you with a stick of dyna-

Phineas grabbed her hands, causing her to smile and blush. Isabella, he stated slowly, smiling, calm down. I know youre worried, but dont be, kay?

Isabella nodded her head, still smiling, still blushing.

Cool, he let go of her hand, still smiling. Now, lets get this game started! He went forward, but tripped on his one forgotten untied shoelace and flew forward. WHOA-WHOA-WHOA-WHOOOOOAAA!!!

Buford laughed. Isabella slammed her hands over her mouth. Ferb shook his head.

I have a bad feeling about this, Ferb uttered as he shook his head.

Phineas and Buford stood face-to-face. Buford grunted and laughed. Phineas kept a straight face. A boy stepped up in between them, holding the ball. He had a crocked smile.

Ready? he said. Okay; oneuh, 5, seventeen, 12, 34, aaaand, uhTEN!

Phineas shook his head, just as the ball went into the air and Buford caught it, slamming it to the ground and hitting Phineas in the stomach.

Phineas fell to the ground. You cant do that! You cant get an unsophisticated imbecile of a palate to serve the ball in and then hit me with it!

Buford just laughed. Yeah right, Dinner Bell! Ha-ha! See ya!

Phineas squinted his eyes. The gloves were off. Yo, Buffie! Ya know what I just got reminded of?!

Buford turned and laughed. What, Dinner Bell?

That time in 1st grade. Ya know, when that kid took your lunch so you-

Buford grabbed Phineas by the collar. You wouldnt dare

Try me.

Buford walked him over to the wall and stuck him on a fire alarm, sliding to the ground, the handle following, as Phineas stuttered aimlessly along the way (Hey, hey, Buford. Come on; I was joking. This-this doesnt have to be like this. Er, hey, hey, hey! I-uh-)

Then the fire alarm screeched, and the sprinklers showered Phineas. Sigh Perfect

Buford and his friends left, fine and perfect with the way this ended. The others left as well, accept for Isabella and Ferb.

Isabella reached out her hand to Phineas, giving a sighing smile. Phineas responded the same way, reaching for it and standing up. Not letting go yet, he remarked, Thanks, Isabella. Hey, at least you guys stick around for me.

Well, you know well always be there for you, Phineas, Isabella said. She giggled, smiling a quaint little smile, still holding his hands.

He swept his hands away. You gotta cute laugh, Isabella, he said, in his own quaint fashion, kneeling on the court to pick up a basketball. She blushed, smiling. Well, this sucked, like, a lot. But, whatever. Move forward, as I say. Cmon, Ferb, lets get to the daily plan, shall we? Ferb nodded.

What is the daily plan for today, Phineas? Isabella asked, brushing a hair out of her eye.

Phineas smirked. Well, you see-

-If your life wont wait,

Then your heart cant take THIII-

Oh, wait thats my phone. He answered it. Yeah. You got it? Faboo! Alright. Alright, well be right there. See ya. He hung it up and put it in his pocket. Sorry, Isabella. Guess itll be a surprise. See ya. Come on, Ferb.

The two ran off. Isabella waved bye and shouted, Alright! See ya! Dont get in any trouble again!

That wasnt my fault! The dividing line was clearly missing!

Whatever! Bye!