Hey there readers...I know what you might be thinking now... another multichaptered fic?? well let me tell you I'll be continuing with my other stories after this month or the next. And this one is going to be a 3 shot. Probably. Not too long.And I hope you will all like it. Leave a review to let me know what you think. Here goes nothing...

I do not own Phineas and Ferb. I wish.

THE FOG

chapter 1

He couldn't see her, hidden away from him by the rushing people in the mall. But he could feel her presence, somewhere nearby. The fact that he felt like Isabella was somewhere close by just by the smell of strawberry and vanilla, a mix that made him intoxicated…made him shudder. A chill went through his spine, it wasn't a chilly morning but Phineas couldn't help but feel goosebumps at the fact that he knew so much about Isabella…which included even her fragrance. He shook his head and looked left and right. From his right side, Ferb was giving him an odd look. Phineas was ready to bet 50 dollars that Ferb knew what was going on in his head. Ferb always knew what was going on. He was a man of action. But he was also a man of the mind. Phineas sighed. Just as they finished picking up the stuff they bought, Phineas looked at Ferb "do you have the blueprints for the.."

"hey Phineas, watchya doin'?" Phineas almost dropped his carry bag. He was right. Isabella had been somewhere near them. Phineas smiled himself as he felt relieved that he was not as paranoid as he believed himself to be….and not hopelessly in love with one Miss Isabella Garcia-Shapiro. Phineas shuddered again.

"Oh hey Isabella….we were just picking up stuff mom wanted us to. She wasn't feeling well today morning so we thought we'd help her a bit"

"oh is Mrs Flynn Fletcher alright??" Isabella raised a worried brow. Ferb rolled his eyes. It was total bullshit…this drama…this act that both of these loons kept playing. Everybody knew Isabella was in love with Phineas. He was oblivious to it. All of it. To even the fact that he might have feelings for the black haired blue eyed girl. But now that Phineas somehow managed to be open with his own thoughts and realize that he liked her too….why couldn't he just accept the fact that she liked him?? Was he not believing it ?? Or did he not STILL know…?

Ferb's eyes widened. Phineas was an idiot. And a big one at that. As he engaged himself in a mental conversation in his head, Ferb somehow managed to tune out the topic of conversation of the other two. As Phineas started the car, still talking to Isabella about something that Ferb again tuned out, he looked at the mirror in the car. Isabella sat in the backseat, looking happier than one would be while talking daily things like the weather and Firesidegirl patches. On the other hand, Phineas kept glancing at her often.

Ferb couldn't believe it. They spent so many years having fun during the summers and doing homework together during the years. All those times when Isabella tried to hint him that she was obviously interested in him and all those times he thought Isabella thinks he was her best friend. All those times Ferb had rolled his eyes at the mere stupidity that was going on.

Ferb still remembered the first signs that Phineas showed of acknowledging the fact that Isabella was more than just a friend. He was mortified at that thought at first. He didn't want to believe it. To top it all of, he was worried Isabella might see it as some form of betrayal. Oh the irony of it! Ferb almost snorted at the memory of that first day.

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Phineas looked at their old album. It had pictures of all of them. Candace was having another bad hair day and it looked like a large pumpkin was growing on her head. Phineas looked like a ball of energy, with a bass guitar, trying to imitate the The Love Handel…Ferb looked like a meditating monk, with a screwdriver in his hand and a hammer in his other. Buford was dressed like a goldfish or rather a clownfish, it looked like a fish with teeth. Baljeet took the suit of an astronaut and there was Isabella. She was dressed in pink as usual, she was sitting on a unicorn-that Phineas and Ferb had made out of wax just for the purpose of this photograph- and wore a crown as if she was some kind of Fairytale princess. It was their Fancy-dress-mindset day of the summer, when they all dressed up in various costumes for a fundraiser for the Blind, so that Isabella would get her Helping The Blind patch. Ferb recalled, how their costumes disappeared and transformed into white lab coats all of a sudden. He remembered hearing something along the lines of curse you…. Platypus from a faraway distance in the sky.

"oh Mahn, Ferb look at this…Isabella's looking like a real princess isn't she?" as usual Ferb did not reply.

"I mean…look at how she is so gracefully…" Phineas at once stopped mid sentence and blushed. "Ferb…?" he called out, it was more of a whisper. He looked at his brother. Phineas looked positively scandalized. "I think I…Isabella…I think…" he trailed off apparently without words and without the nerve to form the sentences that his head told him was his feelings.

The second time was when Phineas noticed Isabella doing her chemistry assignment with their classmate Stan. Stan was a good friend of hers, even though a lot flirtatious. But Phineas felt annoyed at the mere thought of her doinh her assignment with him. Since then the instances occurred more and more frequently until finally one day, Phineas mouthed the words Ferb thought he might have to pulverize him into admitting. "I think I like her Ferb. Positive!!"

"Finally" said Ferb, much to the confusion of Phineas.

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Ferb shook away the memories. He had to do something. About this. About Phineas. About his obliviousness. Ferb smirked. He was a man of action. He was a man of the mind. And he knew what to do.

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