5. The Best Day Ever: Chapter 3 (2/2)

"okay."

he made sure his daughter was set before walking over to the truck, grabbing his guitar out of the backseat. he walked back over to the tree, sitting cross-legged underneath it as he tuned the strings. "hope i can still remember this. it's been awhile. let's see..." he strummed out a few chords, singing as he watched his daughter. "she's already pretty, like her mama is. gonna drive the boys all crazy, give her daddy fits. and i better do this every chance i get, cause time is tick-"

"daddy?" abigail walked over to him, tears in her eyes.

"aww...what's the matter?"

"daddy, some mean fish just took my pole. he grabbed onto it and took it under the water!"

"aww, come here." phineas set his guitar down, holding out his arms as she walked over, curling up in his lap. he rocked her back and forth. "it's okay sweetie. things like this happen. we can find another pole."

"bu-but how?"

"well..." he looked around, a familiar look coming into his eyes. "we can make one!"

"make one?" abby sniffed, wiping her eyes. she looked at him.

phineas grinned. "abby, i know what we're gonna do today!"

"huh?"

"nevermind." phineas gently slid his daughter off his lap, standing up. "just follow me abby. i'll show you how to make a fishing pole."