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Author: vcawarrior15 PM
A series of short stories based on songs that I have heard. Can you guess what they are? Many of these stories will have Phinabella in them.Rated: Fiction T - English - Friendship/Romance - Phineas & Isabella - Chapters: 11 - Words: 13,469 - Reviews: 42 - Favs: 18 - Follows: 15 - Updated: 10-01-12 - Published: 04-17-11 - id: 6914570
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The sun shone down on a small family farm in southern Kentucky. A teen with red hair and triangle shaped head was driving the tractor, plowing the fields for the upcoming growing season. The eighteen year old had a smile on his face. He enjoyed the sound of the heavy machinery, the faint smell of the freshly cut grass that could be noticed on the breeze every now and again. This was one of those that he enjoyed the most, everything was perfect. Well, almost perfect. The smile on Phineas' face began to fade as he began to think about how lonely it was that he was sitting their driving the tractor. Sure he had Ferb to talk to, but Ferb wasn't really into the big machinery like Phineas was. Ferb liked working with the animals more than he did, which that suited him just fine, but that meant more times than not, Phineas would spend hours working with the big machines by himself. He was often times very lonely, but he never told anyone. The reason was every time he started feeling a little lonely; she would always be walking through the fields, making a bee line for the tractor.
Phineas looked over to the house, and sure enough, there she was, walking to him with what looked like a basket, probably a picnic basket and a gallon jug of a brown mixture in the other hand. He turned the steering wheel in a hard left, heading to meet her halfway. When they met in the field, he turned the engine off, and over the sound of the dying engine, Phineas addressed the girl.
Taking off his hat, he half-bowed in the driver's seat. "Morning, Isabella. My you look lovely today."
She looked at what she was wearing. "What are you talking about? This isn't exactly the best thing I have in my closet." She couldn't understand his train of thought. She was wearing a pink shirt that had at one point some kind of image on it in the past. It had faded some from the sun over the years, but she loved the shirt, and wore it every time she could. Her blue jeans were faded a few shades. They had a few holes near the knees, accompanied by a few grease spots from helping Phineas with the tractor when it needed a little work. She had pulled her hair back in a ponytail and wore a pink bandana to cover her head.
"I didn't notice. Personally, anything that you would wear would make you lovely in my eyes."
Isabella smiled at her boyfriend. She always liked the boy since they were younger, but she never told him. But finally the opportunity came, the high school was having a Sadie Hawkins Dance, and after Phineas accepted going to the dance with her, later that day, she admitted the reason why.
Phineas was a little shocked, but he was actually very glad. She had always been a good friend to him and his family, but he never thought that he would have a chance with her. She was different than all the other girls at the school. She wasn't like those air-headed, preppy girls that had a new boy on their arm every other week. She wasn't like the real depressive, always on edge about something girls either. She was always level headed, never wavered in her morals and above all she was the one he liked the most.
"Well Isabella, since you are here, may I ask why?"
"I heard you out on the tractor since earlier this morning and I thought that you might be getting a little hungry, so I brought you some lunch."
Phineas noticed the suppressed hunger pain in his stomach. "Well, I guess I could never say no to warm meal. Come on up." Phineas scooted over on the seat as much as he could while Isabella climbed up on the tractor to join him.
"So what ya got Isabella?"
"Oh, just some chicken I made this morning. I also got some sweet tea to wash it down."
Phineas smiled. "Isabella, you sure know how to make a boy happy. You made his favorite dish along with the perfect way to make it even better."
"Well, I thought that my favorite guy should get his favorite meal after working so hard." She smiled as she gave him a kiss on the cheek.
Phineas couldn't help but smile at the girl from across the way. As he took a bite of the fried chicken, he started up the tractor again, let off the choke, and put on the gas, causing the dirt to fly from the tires as he put it in high gear.
They spent the whole day just riding across the field, eating on the homemade chicken and drinking on the sweet tea, just enjoying each other's company. Phineas loved these times, especially when he peeked over at his girlfriend while he was driving. Every time he looked, she was looking at him with a glazed over look. At some points, it looked like her eyes were actually in the shape of hearts. He could never get a real look because every time he would turn to look at her, she would turn her head quickly, I guess to avoid the obvious question as to why she was staring at him.
Finally the sun had gone down enough to where Phineas couldn't see where the plow lines were so he headed back to the barn. He put it in park and they both jumped down. Isabella hugged Phineas and started to head out the door.
"Isabella, where are you going?"
"Just heading back home, my moms gonna get worried if I don't come back real soon."
"Just give her a call; I don't think she'll mind."
Isabella agreed and called her mom. Her mom was glad to hear from her, and since she knew where she was, she let Isabella stay out for a bit longer past her curfew. "She said I could stay, so what do you want to do?"
"I just want to be with you, so can we just talk?"
"Sure, but where should we go?"
"The hay loft is pretty secluded. The animals are all up, so Ferb won't bother us, and mom and dad know that you're here so they won't bother us neither."
"Sounds good to me." The two walked from the house back to the barn. Phineas turned on the little all weather radio he built a few summers back and climbed up the plank ladder to the hay loft. When Phineas reached the top, he turned and offered his help to the trailing Isabella, which Isabella gladly accepted. She was quite surprised when Phineas then took her hand and pulled her up the ladder quickly, causing her to stumble and cause her and Phineas to fall into a pile of hay. The couple landed softly and began to laugh at the whole thing.
As the laughing died down, the two looked at each other and smiled at what they saw. They leaned and gave each other a quick kiss. They loved each other, but they knew better than to get themselves into a situation they would regret later. As the two sat up, they started talking about everything under the sun. They talked about the movies, their favorite foods, their pets, anything they could think of.
"Phineas, can I ask you a personal question?"
"Sure Isabella, we can talk about anything, what's your question?"
"Well, I was thinking about the future, like family and things like that. I was wandering what you think about when you think of a family, like how many kids you want, or what kind of house you'd want to live in, those kinds of things."
Phineas leaned back into the hay, placing his hands behind his head. "Well, I never really thought about it. I'm just glad for every day that I have. Sure, like to have a small family but I really don't know about where'd I live or anything like that. What about you, what is your dream?"
"Oh, it's not really big. I was thinking how great it would be to have a small farm with a few kids enjoying it as much as me and my husband."
"Wow, that's a great dream. Speaking of dreams, I noticed the dreamy eyes that you had in my direction while we were riding today."
Isabella's cheeks suddenly had a noticeable shade of red underneath the dark brown tan from the years of work. The sudden change caused Phineas to smile at the girl.
"Isabella, I don't mind, I was just wandering why?"
"Why? Well… It's umm… well, there's no real reason… I mean…" Isabella stammered out.
Phineas gave her a look. "Isabella, come clean now. Its fine, you don't have to hide anything from me."
"Well, the reason is because," Isabella stopped and took a breath. "The reason is it made you irresistible."
"I know it's a little creepy, but I love it when you're driving the tractor. It makes me want to just jump on the tractor and make you mine. That and coupled with that super hot farmer's tan you got going on there, I can't keep my eyes off of you."
Phineas was a little stunned, but he was able to take it in. "Well, that was revealing, but Isabella, you don't have to be embarrassed about it. Is there a way I can help alleviate some of this, uhh, eagerness on your part?"
"Well how about before you take me home, can you give me one more ride around the property?"
Phineas smiled. "Is that all? I would be honored to give you a ride."
Both teens climbed down from the loft and climbed on the tractor. Phineas started it up, turned the headlights on, and went on a loop around the edge of the family property. Along the way Phineas glanced over at the girl riding with him. She didn't know it, but the way she felt about him when he was on the tractor was the same way he felt whenever he was near her. It was as if she could understand him on nearly every level. She understood what made him happy, sad, things that ticked him off, everything. The one thing he couldn't understand was why she thought the tractor made him more attractive. He shrugged it off, his guess that it was one of those things that he would never understand about girls.
A message from the author
Hey everyone. I hoped you enjoyed that little story. I heard a song and thought it would be a perfect song to write a story about. If you can guess the title of the song, I give you win pie and many other fabulous prizes to be told later. Well I got to go, thanks again for reading and don't forget to review!
Update: The song is "She Thinks My Tractor's Sexy" You get it now?