Out With The Old, In With The New

Taste Of Paradise

Disclaimer: I don't own Phineas and Ferb

The gang stepped off of the plane and into the crowded California airport. Isabella walked to the window overlooking the state. She saw Newport right outside and couldn't help but be in awe at the ocean stretching like a blanket to the endless horizon. She saw the waves crashing into the shore and little girls running across the beach with seashells and little boys scaring their parents with sea creatures. She couldn't help but smile.

She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned around to find a smiling Phineas.

"Just look out there... it's beautiful..." she said, looking out.

"Yes, yes it is. But still not as beautiful as you." he said, placing his head on her shoulder and wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Oh, Phineas..." she giggled, leaning back into him.

"Come on, lovebirds!" Buford called, grabbing their attention. The couple walked back hand in hand to the group and down the hallways, trying to find baggage claim.

After navigating through the busy labryinth-like airport, they finally reached the baggage carousel. It gave Phineas an idea. He turned to Ferb.

"You know, we should make a labryinth sometime!" he laughed, and Ferb nodded with a smile, while holding hands with his own girlfriend.

They all grabbed their suitcases and went outside to find their rental cars. They squeezed into 3 vans, one for each family. Buford and Baljeet went with the Garcia-Shapiro's and Jeremy and Stacy went with the Flynn-Fletchers. Ferb rode with Emma in the third van with her family.

After a 5 minute drive, they approached what looked like a 2 story beach house.

"Are you sure this is going to fit us all?" Emma asked, confused.

"You'll see, honey." Emma's dad, Garrett, called from the drivers seat. They all got out of the cars and went inside to find a spacious house with not one, not two, but 3 stories! There were 3 big rooms on the middle floor, and 4 smaller rooms in each of the other two stories. Emma's 9 year old brother took one of the smaller rooms in the top floor, along with Candace, Stacy, and Jeremy. On the middle floor, all of the parents took one of the rooms, and as the remaining 6 tried to figure out how to split rooms, they found that all of the rooms had 2 beds, a queen and a twin. Buford and Baljeet took one of them, Buford claiming the bigger bed as his own, Phineas and Ferb took another one, Emma and Isabella shared a room, and there was one remaining room.

"Wow, this house is surprisingly comfortable for all... 14 of us!" Emma said, pausing to count on her fingers all the people staying in the house.

"Look, guys, a pool table!" Baljeet called from the living room in the basement. The teenagers gathered, as Phineas challenged Ferb to a game.

"Bring it on, brother!" Ferb laughed and picked up a cue and chalked it up, while Phineas set up the balls and prepared his own.

"You know, this would be really fun if it was HUGE!" Phineas realized, as he took the first shot. He made a striped orange ball in.

"Wow, you even hit the one that looks like you, Dinner bell!" Buford said, and everyone laughed. Emma's younger brother, Luke walked in.

"Hey, guys! Can I hang out with you?" he asked.

"Sure thing!" Phineas said, as Ferb took his shot and knocked 3 solids in at the same time. He smirked, and Phineas's jaw dropped.

"H-how?" he squeaked.

"They had a billiards table at debate camp last year." Ferb said with a smile.

Phineas got scared but then his sense of competition came to him and he ended up taking a single turn and kept hitting them in, one by one, until there was only 2 stripes and an 8 ball left.