Hi, it's Silver. If you've read anything by me before, thanks so much. So if you're on board my Ferbella train, you should know that a million and one people have been wanting a Ferbella baby. And, generally I said no, because, to me, that's one of the most boring and well, "fanfic-y" plots in existence. Like, part of why Twilight sucks bad. And it's even worse with a cliché couple, example being Phinabella. Anyway, then Act Your Age premiered, and it struck me how horrifyingly awkward this plot might be set after it. I'm freaking evil.

These stories are almost always "M". Tell me if you want me to up the rating. I always feel like the first chapters of my stories are the worst. Keep that in mind. I also tried to fix all the screw-ups PnF made when it came to college, seeing as I am a college girl myself. And, like always, I don't own Phineas and Ferb. OTHERWISE FERB AND ISABELLA WOULD JUST END UP TOGETHER... Sorry about that. I DO own the OC's in here... including a familiar face? For some people maybe?


"So… how's school?"

How's school? Phineas wasn't sure exactly how to answer that. He just kept staring into his brother's blurry face on the video call. How was school? Well, that was a loaded question.

As it turns out, schools weren't such a big fan of kids who made their final decisions at the last possible moment. And, due to only one person's fault (his own), he was one of those kids. He was stuck with all the earliest classes or the latest classes or the classes smack in the middle of lunch, with all the most unpopular teachers. It wasn't SO bad, and he was trying to make the best of it… it just sort of chopped up his day. The only other problem was that he was stuck housing in Adjacent Hall, which, named after Otto H. Adjacent, was the absolute suckiest building on campus. They were even planning on closing it down and renovating it… next year. So, as of right now, he was stuck in an extremely small room with no AC and cracking ceilings. He would try and fix it himself, but he didn't want to do anymore to get on the college's bad side. Not to mention Dwayne would probably get irritated.

"'Sup, nerd?" At that very moment, Phineas' roommate happened to walk in, after slam-dunking what appeared to be dirty socks into his already overflowing hamper.

Dwayne was… Dwayne. Phineas didn't mind the abusive language. After all, Buford Van Stomm, the kid who had once stolen Phineas' bike and essentially broken his thumbs, was basically his best friend now. Anyway, Dwayne wasn't mean. He would casually call people names or swear or party too hard, but he was actually very nice and genuine. They were a little bit of an odd couple to be matched together, but Dwayne had also waited till the last minute to say yes to Tri-State State. He hadn't even gotten in at first, but he made it on the waitlist. And here they were.

"Dwayne, this is my brother. Ferb." Phineas said, turning the computer to Dwayne. "Ferb, Dwayne. Dwayne, Ferb." Ferb barely waved. "He's going to Camford-on-Oxbury. In England." He bragged. He noticed Ferb gave a little sigh.

"Dude, shut up. Coming here is my first time out of South Carolina, and you're totally bragging about how many countries you've been to." Dwayne whined.

"You never answered me." Ferb said.

Phineas made an awkward face. Again, with all the negatives, it would seem as though college really… sucked. Until his savior bounced through the door.

"You guys, I thought I told you two a million times, if you leave the door open, something is going to get stolen." Isabella complained.

Yeah, Isabella was probably the best thing about school. His seemingly perfect girlfriend. Girlfriend. It still seems weird calling her that. He had liked her for a long time. Since he was a ninth grader, at least. And, apparently, she liked him too.

"Oh my gosh, are you talking to Ferb?" She said excitedly. She ran to the computer. "Hi Ferb! What the heck, why haven't you called me?"

"We were texting yesterday." He said blandly.

"Shut it." She said cutely. She put her arm around Phineas. "I came to ask you to lunch."

"I'm starving." Dwayne whined.

Dwayne and Isabella got on surprisingly well. She was used to having a lot of guy friends. Ironically, the situation was reversed when it came to her own roommates.

"Okay, let's go get food then." Phineas said.

"Wait… I wasn't done talking with Ferb." Isabella complained.

"He can call you back." Phineas said. "That ok, bro?"

Ferb only just got to nod before Dwayne shut the computer.


"What do you mean you aren't coming?" Lacie squealed, almost slamming her drink down onto the table.

"A destination wedding? Come on, Lace, I don't have the time or the money for that." Vanessa said tiredly.

"False!" Lacie exclaimed. "At the very least, your parents could pay. Heck, they're the richest people I know… she spends all day in community classes or getting her nails done, and he's always building crap, and they still have huge fancy houses! Of course, I bet you don't even talk to them anymore."

"Lace…"

"Vanessa, your parents MISS you. I MISS you. I'm your best friend, and you don't even talk to me anymore. Vanessa, we aren't sixteen anymore! We can't dye our hair and blast punk music and pretend we don't give a crap about the world anymore, ok? It's time for you to grow up."

"What do you mean?" Vanessa said indignantly. "I am, and have pretty much always been, the most mature person you know."

Lacie rolled her eyes. "Oh yeah? Still dating that college FRESHMAN?"

Vanessa covered her face. "I knew you'd bring that up."

"He's like 18 years old, Vanessa. You're robbing the cradle."

"Ferb is very mature." Even as she said it, it felt like a weak defense. She hadn't even seen him in weeks.

"Maybe I should ask HIM to come to the wedding instead." Lacie pouted.

"Lace… Lace… come on." Vanessa sighed. "Ok… I'll come, I'll come. But no ridiculous maid-of-honor dress, agreed?"

Lacie threw her arms around Vanessa. "Agreed!"

"Quit killing me!"

"Ok." She retracted. "You can even invite your boyfriend!"

"No, I don't think so." Vanessa said guiltily. "Ferb hates Paris."

"What? Why?" Lacie asked.

Vanessa winced. "It's a long story."


Isabella sighed. Lunch had been nice. Anything with Phineas was nice. Even Dwayne wasn't so bad. He fit in ok. She would much rather take him than…

"Ting! What the hell?"

She heard a crash. Something definitely broke, didn't it? Isabella frantically opened her lock to see her two roommates at odds… again.

Isabella, being her floor's advisor, had her own bedroom, but it was part of a suite that included two other people. Sometimes she really wondered why she applied to be an RA. Freshman were normally never allowed to be RA's, since it was already a stressful job, one that shouldn't really be added to the confusion of starting college. But, this year they had tried it, and she had applied, hoping for discounted housing and meal plans, which could help her mom out, and herself when it came to loans. Still, in addition to whatever drugs, boys, or other crud the girls on her floor were trying to sneak past her, she had to deal with her own roommates.

First, there was Ting Quan. She was the coldest, most unfeeling person Isabella had ever met. She was just a mean little Chinese girl, with very short hair and angry eyes. She always found fault with everything Isabella did, and she would never tell her. She would only judge, or passive-aggressively leave her notes, about not cleaning up or picking up, or being a bad RA. Isabella really didn't like her. But, she wasn't quite as bad as…

"Annika, calm down."

Annika Moon was the exact opposite of Ting. If Ting was an iceberg, than Annika was a fireball. In some ways though, she was worse. She had a hot temper and she was loud. She was extremely pessimistic and she was a huge gossip. Annika had apparently gone to the same high school as Isabella, but she didn't know her very well. She was extremely beautiful, with long dark curling hair and a gorgeous face. But, she didn't seem to like anything very much.

The reason all three of them were always fighting was because of their personalities. Ting was constantly upset and cold, Annika was hot and fiery and refused to take crud from either girl, and Isabella was not going to sit back and let those two take advantage of her. Therefore, they were not friends. So, Isabella, and pretty much everyone she knew, thought Dwayne was a better choice.

Annika blew a loose strand of hair out of her face. "If I get one more stupid creepy note from her, commanding me, I swear…"

"Relax!" Isabella said. "I think we need a break. I'll be in my room, Ting, you keep studying, and Annika… you need to cool off."

Annika gave her a nasty look and stormed out, while Ting slunk back to her desk in the same way a reptile would. Isabella sighed and collapsed on her own bed, after shutting the door between her tiny room and Ting's/Annika's room.

School was very stressful. The work itself wasn't that hard, but it was only going to get harder. The RA job was very tiring. She had to be the perfect girlfriend for Phineas. And it was tough trying to stay in contact with all her friends.

Video call… from Ferb Fletcher.

Isabella instantly answered it. "Hi! Oh, I'm so sorry, I almost forgot. Thank god you were supposed to call me, not the other way around or I totally would have forgotten." She sat back comfortably on her bed. "Well, I'm good now. No work. Unfortunately, my roommates were fighting again. They don't like each other and they don't like me." She sighed.

"How could anyone dislike you?"

She giggled. "I know. It seems highly unlikely, but it's true. It's not all bad. I've made some friends, Dwayne is okay, and Phineas is here. I don't need anyone else. Except for you." She smiled. "Who else am I going to rub in the face that I ACTUALLY GOT Phineas Flynn!?"

"You don't need to rub that in my face. I always knew you were meant for each other." Ferb smiled.

"Yeah. But, you're my favorite person to talk to. Because you actually shut up and listen." She suddenly noticed that Ferb, although never a particularly perky person, seemed extremely low. "What's wrong?" He didn't say anything. She sighed and repeated it louder. "Ferb, what's wrong? Seriously, you look super depressed. Tell me."

He sighed this time. "Nothing to worry about, Bella."

"Tell me! Tell me right now, because you're upset and that's not allowed while I'm around." Isabella stated.

"Alright. I… I love England. And Camford-on-Oxbury is lovely. Not to mention one of the greatest universities in the world. But, I just feel…"

"Oh, Ferb…" She made a little puppy-dog pout. "You're homesick." He didn't say anything, but she could instantly tell that was the problem. "Ferb…" Isabella's eyes lit up. "Come visit us! Come visit us! I miss you! Phineas misses you! You can check out our campus. And meet Dwayne and everybody else! Come!"

"I'm not sure if I have holiday."

"We all get fall breaks! Please?" She said eagerly.

Ferb thought for a moment. "I'll try."

"Yes!" Isabella said loudly.

"Isabella, shut up!" Annika said.

"Don't start with me!" Isabella countered.


Ferb closed his laptop. England was, at the very least, five hours ahead of the U.S. It was totally pitch black outside here. Everyone was probably asleep. People would definitely have complained about his video calls, except, Ferb had a single dormitory, with no roommates. He looked out the window at the total darkness over the Camford-on-Oxbury fields and back down at his now lifeless computer.

He had never felt so… alone.