Chapter 30: Carpe Diem

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''Hey Phineas, whact'cha doin'?''

''Oh, just getting ready the wedding things.''

''Uh, wedding things?''

''I thought... oh wait, you were sleeping. Come over here, let me show you.''

I brought her over to a table set up in the backyard.

On it were a couple of blueprints, and a long list of stuff.

''Here, this is our plan for our wedding.''

''When is it?'' she seemed pretty excited by the minute.

''Oh, on the start of December break, so that at least all our cousins and other friends can come over.''

She went off screaming in joy, hugging a Perry who was laid sprawled on the ground.

''Oh there you are Perry. Come on, Izzy, unless you do not want to get yourself your bridal gown.''

Isabella came behind me with Perry in her arms.

''Good boy, great mission?''

Perry chattered his teeth.

''Should be good. What did Dr Doof do this time?''

Perry drew a picture of him modifying a television such that it showed youtube videos only.

''He does know that there is something called a smart television, right?''

Perry shook his head.

''Ok, not going to ask anymore.''

I got into the driver's seat of my family car while Isabella got into the passenger's seat.

''Bridal Emporium?'' Isabella looked at me.

''Yep.''

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''How about this?''

''Too fancy.''

Isabella went back into the changing room, and came back out with a pink dress.

''Uh, too victorian.''

She turned back and came back out.

''Too...''

She was wearing a white coloured dress, approximately the same length as the dress she used to wear everyday during the summer vacation.

''Too...'' I squinted my eyes, trying to find any fault in it. ''Nevermind.''

''So, we'll take this?''

She did a little twirl.

''Simple, but I love it. At least I get to move easier.''

She signalled for the store helper.

''I'll get this.''

''Sure, payment at the counter.''

Isabella changed back to her normal clothes, her pink top with a belt and dark jeans.

''Alright, that would be $155.''

I tapped my card on the reader and we were on our way to the ring shop.

Upon walking in, the shop owner immediately recognised me and took out a package.

''Here you go, the ring you wanted, and that would be $100 000''

I hesitated when I held out my credit card.

In one swift action, Isabella replaced my credit card with her's.

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