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  • The Marriage Mishap
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  • Well, he had grown up. Phineas Flynn was 21 years old and about to get married to his fiance, Tiffany Thompson. Of course, Tiffany's twin, Isabella Garcia-Shappiro, wouldn't take it. Phineas was her lifelong crush. She had been crying about it for months. Tiffany almost killed her by beating her up so bad. She hated her life. Then she hatched an evil plan. She ordered a wedding dress just like Tiffany's, cut her hair just like hers, and even got an expensive diamond ring. The only problem was that her mom wouldn't let her get color contacts. Her eyes were blue and Tiffany's were green. She decided Phineas wouldn't notice. On the day of the wedding, Phineas and his family picked her up. "Hi, Tiffany!" he greeted. She sat beside him. "Um, Tiffany?" Phineas noticed something. "I thought your
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  • Well, he had grown up. Phineas Flynn was 21 years old and about to get married to his fiance, Tiffany Thompson. Of course, Tiffany's twin, Isabella Garcia-Shappiro, wouldn't take it. Phineas was her lifelong crush. She had been crying about it for months. Tiffany almost killed her by beating her up so bad. She hated her life. Then she hatched an evil plan. She ordered a wedding dress just like Tiffany's, cut her hair just like hers, and even got an expensive diamond ring. The only problem was that her mom wouldn't let her get color contacts. Her eyes were blue and Tiffany's were green. She decided Phineas wouldn't notice. On the day of the wedding, Phineas and his family picked her up. "Hi, Tiffany!" he greeted. She sat beside him. "Um, Tiffany?" Phineas noticed something. "I thought your eyes were green. Did you get color contacts?" "Uh, yeah!" she fumbled awkwardly. When they got to the church, the real Tiffany walked in. "Sorry I was late, honey, I- WHO IS THAT?!" she exclaimed. "Isabella, I will make your life MISERABLE!" "I'm sorry, Tiffany and Phineas. I've just loved you all my life, Phineas. And Tiffany tries to kill me!" she sobbed. "Isabella," Phineas said, taking both her hands. "YOU are the one for me. Not that JERK!" he added, scowling at Tiffany. "Can I steal this? Thanks!" Phineas said, taking Tiffany's ring. "Isabella, will YOU marry me?" "Of course!" she said, crying tears of joy. Then they kissed, and Linda started playing the Wedding March on the organ. THE END