Lana: Ello, future faliures of America!
Ferb: Well, aren't you positive?
Lana: Yes, yes I am.
Emily: So, what are we doing here again? Lana: Q&A sessions! Although, we need Disneygirl94 to answer for Emily.
Emily: Ok then.
Ferb: What about other people?
Lana: Possibly later. Anyway, rules!
1. No stupid questions.
Ferb:........... That's it? Just 1 rule?
Lana: I don't like rules!
Emily: And by stupid questions you mean...?
Lana: So, I guess we're done here!
Ferb: Now what?
Lana: We wait.
Lana: Oh, get over it. Au revoir, peasants!
Lana: Yay, first question! *ahem* To me and Ferb: How would you describe your relationship together?
Ferb: Great. Wonderful. Stuff like that.
Lana: Oh, come on, there's more to it than that!
Ferb: Then you answer some of it.
Lana: Fine, I will. As you can see, it's like a regular, normal brother/sister relationship.
Ferb: *sneaks up behind Lana with a pillow*
Lana: Well, somewhat normal... *grabs another pillow out of nowhere and beats Ferb with it*
Ferb: Ah! Help! Stop! Pain! Didn't we just go through this!? Gah!
Emily: Yay, pillow fight! *grabs another pillow out of nowhere*
Lana: Ok, ok, let's get back to another question! My goodness! Ok, to me: Lana, how does it feel not seeing your bro in like forever? That must be really hard.
Ferb: Ah, this should be interesting. Anyone got any popcorn?
Lana: Well, it was harder on me than it was him because I knew before he did. I didn't really remember anything until Mother told me about it. But I think it's awesome that we're together now!
Emily: Awww, that's sweet.
Ferb: You know it.
Lindsay (me!): *comes out of nowhere* Ello, Clairice!
Emily: Who's Clairice?
Lana: Heck, I don't know.
Ferb: What are you doing here anyway?
Lindsay: Well, you are all part of my imagination, so I can come here anytime I want to.
Ferb: Oh, dear Lord....
Lindsay: Get over it. If it weren't for me, you'd be sister-less!
Lana: Don't take your anger with him out on me! Make the badness go away! I'll be good, Mommy! I promise....
Emily: Uh, ok. Awkward and random.
Ferb: You're tellin' me.
Lana: Whoops, we're all out of time!
Lindsay: Au revoir, peasants!
Lana: More questions! To me, how's your relationship with Emily?
Emily: Yeah, how is your relationship with Emily?
Lana: Well, let me start off by saying- We are totally like sisters!
Emily: You bet we are!
Ferb: I think that answers that question quite clear.
Lindsay: *giggles* I love it when you talk all scientific-y.
Ferb: Um, I don't think that was scientific.
Lindsay: Everything you say is to me. *stares at dreamly*
Ferb: Ok then..... *mouths to Lana and Emily* Help me!
Lana: Alright, back off, Lindsay. Give the man some space.
Ferb: She's breathing in my air! My personal air that I breathe!
Emily: You can't own air.
Ferb: When you got a crazed girl next to you, ya do!
Lana: Let's just get out of here before it gets out of hand. Au revoir, peasants!
Emily: What is with the peasants thing?
Lindsay: My own personal good-bye! Me and Lana share it since I made her to look like me.
Lana: You what now?!
Lindsay: Yeah, you were made to look like me, but somehow the first drawing I made of you ended up being it's own character. Thus, creating you and the story.
Lana: Yeah, and it's not insulting people, really. It's just a personal good-bye.
Lana: Questions rock! Ok, to me: What would you say/do/think if Ferb and Emily started dating... WHAT THE HECK?!
Ferb: ...... Well? What would you say/do/think?
Lana: I would say "Wow!" do something crazy, like, inject myself to make sure I'm not dreaming, and think "Oh, my God. Oh, my God."
Emily (sarcastically): You're so positive.
Lindsay: Ooh! To Ferb: Does Lana know about Vanessa? This should be good.
Lana: No, no I don't. Who is this "Vanessa"?
Ferb: Uh......... Who asked this question?! That's personal stuff!
Lindsay: This Q&A thing is supposed to be about sharing personal stuff, Smart One.
Ferb: Fine. Vanessa is a 16 year-old goth girl that I have a crush on.
Emily: You what now?!
Ferb: I may get over it! But not with everyone yelling at me constantly!
Lindsay: Ah, take it like a man.