Disclaimer: I do not own Phineas and Ferb.
"Vivian of the Garcia Sharpio family, you have committed a crime and must pay the price!"
As Poor Vivian was caught stealing food for her daughter and her, she was caught by one of the guards.
"I don't have anything to offer the king!" Vivian cried getting down on her knees as the king approached, sobbing.
"You have no money?" The King questioned. "No food, no precious jewelry, nothing?"
"My house is simply a cave near the edge of the Kingdom!"
The King stroked his chin, thinking of a fair solution so that the villagers will feel justice.
"Do you have, say, a daughter?"
Vivian slowly shook her head in confusion, although her confused look slowly turned into a look of horror.
"Don't take her away, please!" Vivian begged.
"Then, may I speak to her father?"
Vivian broke down in tears.
"Her father disappeared years ago, so my little girl is the only family I have left!" Vivian cried, taking out a handkerchief to blow on.
"Well then, I would like to see your daughter." The King gestured Vivian to how the way.
She stood up, and unhappily led the guards and the King to her cave.
Isabella hummed a beautiful tune as she plucked some berries from a bush near the cave, attracting some birds to tweet along with her.
"Isabella!"
Isabella stopped humming and waved a goodbye to the birds as she made her way back to the cave.
She dropped her basket as her sapphire blue eyes lay on the guards and the King.
The King looked at her, and after a while spoke to Vivian.
"How old is your daughter, may I ask?"
"18 years old." Vivian sniffled a bit, blowing her nose in the handkerchief.
"My boy is the same age as her!' The King smiled. "He is currently looking for a bride, and she seems to be her!"
Vivian thought for a moment, knowing the King would take her away whether she said 'yes' or 'no'.
"She would be taken good care of, right?" Vivian sighed.
"Yes, that is for sure."
Vivian slowly walked over to Isabella, her hands on her head.
"Isa, dear," Vivian sighed sadly. "You will be taken as the bride for the Prince.
Isabella's eyes widened in horror.
"You sold me?"
"No, no, no!" Vivian gasped. "I was caught stealing food, so the King offered to take you instead."
Isabella thought or a moment, and then smiled weakly at her mother.
"I have no choice, do I?"
Vivian smiled weakly back, shaking her head.
Isabella walked over to the King.
"Is my mother to be taken care of?" Isabella asked.
"Yes, she will."
Isabella slowly nodded her head in agreement as the King and his guards led Isabella back to the castle.
"Isa, promise me you will visit!"
"Yes mom, I will!" Isabella called back to her mother.
She sighed, her head leaning against the carriage door, sighing to herself.
"Is this decision….. Good or bad?"