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Danville, We Have a Problem	By : GeorgeGlass Category: +M through R > Phineas and Ferb Views: 17196 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I received no payment for writing this story. Also, I do not own Phineas and Ferb or its characters. Perhaps that's best, for the kids' sake.

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Danville, We Have a Problem
by George Glass
Disclaimer: I received no payment for writing this story. Also, I do not own Phineas and Ferb or its characters. Perhaps that’s best, for the kids’ sake. J
Summary: Sequel to “Truth or Dare 2.0.” The boys and their friends go on a romantic quintuple date in low Earth orbit, but a micrometeorite strike ends up killing the mood—and, you know, maybe everyone. (shota/loli, group)
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Chapter 1: T Minus
It was the morning after Phineas and Ferb's epic game of Truth or Dare. Their unknowing parents had been out late on a date that night, and Candace was still recovering from the effects of the hash-candy she and Stacy had taken to preserve their own sanity, so the whole family was having an unusually late breakfast.
As Linda got the orange juice out of the fridge to pass around, Phineas asked her, "Mom, how old should a boy be before he starts dating?"
His mother turned around, eyes alight with interest. "Why Phineas Flynn, is there a girl you're interested in dating?"
Phineas blushed. "Well, Isabella and I sort of...got together...last night."
Linda, oblivious to any deeper meaning behind 'got together,' replied, "Oh, that's so sweet! That girl's had a crush on you forever."
"Really?" said Phineas.
"Oh, yes," his father said as he fluffed his newspaper. "She's always been quite taken with you."
"So...did everybody know about this?"
"Everybody whose skull isn't thick and triangular," Candace muttered into her corn flakes.
Phineas turned to his brother. "Ferb?"
"It wasn't my place to say."
"Wow," said Phineas.
"Now, to answer your question," Linda said, "you and Isabella are too young to go on dates by yourselves, but group dates would be fine."
"Hmm, group dates...," said Phineas. "I guess that'll be okay. Thanks, Mom."
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Isabella had finished getting dressed but found herself loitering in front of her full-length mirror.
"Hello," she said to her reflection, smiling. "I'm Isabella, and this is my boyfriend, Phineas."
She adopted a more formal pose. "Good evening. I'm Isabella Garcia-Shapiro, and this is my boyfriend, Phineas Flynn."
She relaxed and looked upward, as though she were talking to someone taller. "Hi, Uncle Schlomo! Have you met my boyfriend, Phineas?"
Then she looked at her reflection again. "Hey there, I’m-"
"Hey yourself," said a voice from the doorway.
Isabella screeched and leaped straight into the air, grabbing hold of a light fixture and clinging to it with all four limbs. She looked down and saw a short boy in round glasses standing by her open bedroom door.
"IRVING?" she cried. "How did you get in here?"
"Your mom let me in," he said. "Actually, I think she was just getting the paper and didn't notice when I walked through the door. That's kind of a thing with me."
"What do you want?" Isabella said, dropping to the floor.
"Well, now that you and Phineas are an item, I was hoping you could give me the advance scoop on what he and Ferb have planned for today."
"I have no idea what- Wait a minute, how did you know about me and Phineas? We only got together last night."
"Are you kidding? Phinbella.com is practically exploding with it! They've got-"
"Excuse me—Phinbella.com?"
"You know, it's a webpage for people who have been hoping you two would get together. A user called P&I4eva runs it; she keeps track of all your stats."
"Stats?"
"You know, number of hugs, number of hand-holds, that sort of thing."
"Oh. My. Gosh."
"It's like a party on that site right now! Not like Isabuford.net; man, I'll bet those guys are crying in their oatmeal this morning."
"Isabuf-? That's it! Out!" ordered Isabella, pointing to the door.
"But what about-"
"OUT!"
"Leaving now!" the boy cried, and dashed away.
***
For the next two weeks, Phineas and Ferb kept their mother’s group-dates-only advice in mind as they planned their daily projects. Eager to spend time with their new girlfriends and to repeat the success—however inadvertent—of their Truth or Dare session, they devised all manner of romantic and sexual activities, inviting all the couples formed during their game to participate in a series of quintuple dates.
On the first day, knowing that everyone (the girls especially) would be a bit sore from their romantic mass-devirginizing the night before, the boys built a giant hot tub in the back yard and invited Isabella, Gretchen, Baljeet, Ginger, Buford, Adyson, Django, and Holly over for a nice, long soak. Although everyone was definitely feeling the aftereffects of their wild night, the soothing waters and naked closeness soon had every girl bouncing gently in her boyfriend’s lap.
Subsequently, they went to the beach and had group scuba-sex fifty feet below the ocean’s surface. They ate pasta over checkered tablecloths while riding in a checkered blimp, then got it on in a giant, checkered bed. They even had virtual sex in a variety of fantasy environments while wearing VR goggles, gloves, and various genital attachments.
Most recently, they had gone out to the bike trail around Danville Reservoir—a fairly isolated area where few people would be around to notice five pairs of flushed, sweaty, horny kids riding tandem bikes with human-powered dildos and masturbation sleeves built into their seats. Then, after Phineas and Ferb unrolled the world's largest picnic blanket in a field of tall grass, they'd had a picnic lunch, a swim in the reservoir, and finally simultaneous quintuple-date sex on the giant blanket before calling it a day.
After they returned to the back yard, Ferb went inside to shower, and everyone else went home except Isabella, who lingered behind.
"So...Phineas?"
"Yes, Isabella?"
"I've been having a really nice time for the last two weeks-"
"Me too! I had no idea that dating would be so much fun."
"-but when are we going to go on a date by ourselves?"
"What do you mean?"
"You know—just the two of us."
"Ohhhhh. Well, my mom said we're not old enough to do that yet."
Isabella looked askance at Phineas. "Your mom?"
"Yeah. I asked her about it a couple of weeks ago."
"And your Mom said we're not old enough."
"Right."
"Phineas, does your mom know what we DO on our dates?"
"Well, sure—I told her about building a hot tub and going to the beach and flying in a blimp-"
"What I mean is, does your mom know we have SEX on our dates?"
"Huh...I don't know. It's never really come up. I mean, from what I've seen on TV, you only talk about sex when one of your parents sits you down in your room and acts all flustered. Or when you're in a locker room. Or when you're having cosmopolitans with three of your friends. And since I don't play any competitive sports and I'm not old enough to drink, there just aren't that many opportunities to bring it up."
"My point is, your mom wouldn't approve of us having sex."
"Why not? She and my Dad do it, like, twice a week."
Isabella's jaw dropped.
"What?" said Phineas, shrugging. "We share a wall."
Isabella winced. "Okay, I have to go find a way to unhear that. Later."
"Wait—Ferb and I are planning something special for tomorrow. Are you coming?"
"For all ten of us?"
"Um, yeah."
"Fine. Whatever."
She left in what Phineas thought might be a huff. He wasn't sure, though—living with Candace had set Phineas' huff-bar pretty high.
END CHAPTER 1
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