Not as One Seems .:PnFFanFic:.

My guess at their ages in PnF;
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Phineas: 11
Ferb:11
Candace:16
Isabella:10
Baljeet:10
Buford:12
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Anyways, this takes place when they're all in high school [besides Candace, dur] meaning [and im going by what i go by here, so dont say 'you've got it all wrong' or 'haha, you're so stupid, school doesnt start then' or anything like that, k?] that its in three years. And, no info for you! Just that she's Bufords little sister. Cuz thats kinda obvious after the first paragraph.

Chapter 1

Im Back

I got off the bus and sighed. Its been eight years since i had been back in Danville. I gripped my heavy bag as i looked around for my brother and his friends. I had asked him to take them with him so i could meet them. Then the bus drove off and i saw him across the street. I grinned and ran. "Buford!" My dark ponytails flailed in the wind as i ran.

"Krissy!" Then his eyes went wide. "Krissy, watch out!" I stopped to see what he was looking at. Bad idea. A truck was speeding in my direction. I froze in fear. "Krissy, run! Get out of the way- Ferb, what are you doing?" I was knocked away from the truck, my bag flew through the air. I had hit my head on the pavement, but i wasnt run over, so that was good. I looked up at the green haired kid named Ferb.

"Thanks. If you hadnt saved me i probably would have been dead by now," He nodded and stood up, holding out a hand to help me up. I took it and we went to the other side of the road, being careful this time. I hugging Buford as soon as we did. "Brother!"

"Krissy! Its been a long time."

"Im glad im back though," I let go and rocked on my feet. "So hows Biff been?"

"Amazing. He'll be happy you're back."

I giggled. "I bet." I turned to his friends. "So whats your names? Im Kristian, but you can call me Krissy."

"Im Phineas. This is Ferb, and... Thats Baljeet." he pointed to each person, then to my bag at the last name. I ran over.

"Here, let me take that," I grabbed my bag and held out a hand. "Im so sorry. You need help up?" He just stared at me for a moment. "Uhm, Baljeet, right? Im Krissy."

He took my hand and i helped him up. "Im Baljeet."

"...I know. I just said that."

"Oh, well im smitten to meet you- I mean im glad to meet you." I giggled, then i felt Buford beside me.

"What did you say, squirt?"

"Nothing. Nothing." He flinched. "I am sorry if i did anything wrong." I turned.

"Brother. Are you bullying this innocent boy?"

"Well, i-"

"Did i not not talk about this with you before i left?"

"You were five then! I didnt think you were serious."

"Excuse me, but, she was five when she left?" Phineas said. I nodded.

"Yeah, but lets discuss this somewhere more comfortable, shall we?"

"Well, we can go to my house. Mom just made pie, right Ferb?" Ferb nodded.

"Great, lets go." We all left. Buford looked down at my bag.

"That looks heavy. Would you like me to carry that?" I shook my head.

"No thanks, Buford."

"Are you sure? I mean, you're so fragile and i know you're just trying to be tough and-" I sighed and gave it to him.

"Fine. It isnt really that heavy, though." I rolled my eyes. Buford was always so protective of me. We got to Phineas and Ferbs house and walked in.

"Hello boys, who's this young lady?"

I held out my hand and shook hers. "Hello, my name is Kristian."

"Hello, Kristian, I'm Phineas and Ferb's mother. I've never seen you around before, are you new here?"

"Sort of... I lived here until I was five, then I was shipped off to Europe to go to a private school."

"A private school, huh? What for?"

"I had a gift for music, but along the way I realized I had a photographic memory, and was able to pass any test and memorize any music sheets with ease," I said as we sat in the living room. "So I passed honour roll all year. I was going to skip high school and just go to college, but mom and dad wanted me back to Danville," I sighed, looking at everyone. "So, now I'm here."

"Wow. Smart and pretty..." We all looked at Baljeet. "I mean," He cleared his throat, looking nervously at Buford. "Are you going to go to college here, too?"

I shook my head. "Mom wants me to make friends my own age."

"Oh, I see."

"Yeah. I had friends back in Europe. They were all older, but they were friends all the same," So we all talked and had fun, eating pie, until it started to get dark. "Oh, we should really be heading home," I said, getting up and grabbing my bag. "This was fun," I smiled at everyone. "It was nice meeting you. Come on, Buford."

"Coming. Bye, guys." So we headed home. When we got home, I was assaulted by mom and dad.

"Krissy!" Mom squealed.

"Kris! It's been so long!" Dad grinned.

"I know. Everything's changed so much."

"You'll love it here. The high school is amazing. The kids are great."

"I'm so excited that I'm back!"

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