Don't Even Blink Phineas And Ferb Novels & Stories

‎I blinked twice, unsure of what I just heard. ‎Me... ‎old lady? ‎I stared at her with a frown. She stared back, clearly unbothered. ‎My eye twitched. ‎You have got to be kidding me! ‎

Didn’t answer. Their laughter echoed as the camera clicked on, the red light blinking. I stared into the lens, unblinking.

As he reached out for the lobster, he spoke with his mouth full. "I'm being a good boy, Mom. I'm having broccoli without you telling me to." He stuffed a piece of lobster into his mouth as he spoke. Edward chuckled. He and Ivana exchanged looks with delight on their faces. "See what a good boy our son is." I continued to be 'blind' and ignored all of this, but my fists were clenched under the table. Ivana looked at me a couple of times with a strange look on her face. "Summer, are you sure you can't see a thing?"

Justin had scratched over it when he was trying to pull me back I remembered. I sighed, my hand brushing over the freshly opened scab, images flashing in my head. “Don’t panic, don’t panic.” I whispered lowly to myself. Don’t panic.

“I'll be back before you blink.” I blinked intentionally, and we both laughed. “Hey,” he chuckled, knowing I was playing with him. His eyes thought for a second. “At least fifty blinks.” “We'll see.” “Don’t move from this spot, alright?” “Where would I go?” I pushed at his chest for him to leave. “Come on. Go, and come back quickly. Don't leave me alone too long. See, I'm counting.” I pointed to my blinking eyes. He chuckled again, shook his head at me, and teleported into thin air. I hugged myself, feeling the ache of his absence, and glanced up at the beautifully triple-ringed, silver moon.

Something else. The dry-erase board squeaked as I drew out the zone entry diagram. Three arrows, red circles, two “X” marks, and a big blocky #17 in the neutral zone. The boys weren’t listening at first. Some of them were laughing behind gloves. Some were checking their phones under the bench. One guy in the corner was literally sniffing his protein shake like it offended him. And Blaze? Blaze was pretending to fall asleep—head tipped back, mouth slightly open, one hand dramatically resting on his chest like he’d fainted from boredom.

So we keep staring. Waiting to see who blinks first.

I smirked, thumb hovering over the keyboard. Me: So you finally remembered that you can actually message me? Bella: Not funny. Just send me your account details so I can transfer it back. Me: No need. You earned it. You forgot your panties, so I used them to cool off. The three dots appeared instantly. Then stopped. Then it appeared again. Bella: What the fuck! Damn, I knew that I forgot something. I could picture her face, her cheeks flushed, eyes wide, and that mix of shock and embarrassment she tried so hard to hide.

Friendships, bonds, companionship, as I said, these things are important to us all. High above Blake's head, a small glass orb of light was flickering. I looked up, feeling the first prickles of dread creeping up my neck. Seeing that my attention had been drawn elsewhere, Blake craned to look upwards too, his gaze finding the tiny light that was blinking on and off. He looked at it, expressionless, only a slight arching of his brow showing a vague interest in the flickering light.

Glass shattered. The picture was gone. Just cardboard backing, wet in one corner. I didn’t touch it. We tried the TV that afternoon. Not because we wanted to watch, just for noise. For proof of normal. The screen lit. White at first. Then shapes. Too fast to follow. Faces? No. Just… eyes. Wide. Blinking too slow. Irene stared at it like it was telling him something. I pulled the plug. He didn’t move for a full minute after the screen went black. Just sat there, pupils huge.