It was a typical day in the flynn-fletcher household; the sun was shining, and Phineas and Ferb were sitting in their backyard, trying to think of what to do, humming their one hit wonder. Aah…those sweet memories. Now Phineas and Ferb were 11 and were busy looking at the array of blueprints that were spread all over the lawn. At that moment, Isabella skipped into the garden and smiled sweetly at the boys- but mostly Phineas! "Whatch-ya doin?" She asked. She always said that.

"Just trying to find some crazy invention to make, you know us!" Phineas laughed with a warm smile. Isabella closed her eyes. "Izzie? What's the matter?" Phineas asked. Isabella opened her eyes and blushed. "Oh, nothing." She said dreamily. It wasn't nothing. It was another daydream about her and Phineas. Just then, they heard the gate swing open, followed by Buford carrying Baljeet in a painful looking position. Phineas and Isabella frowned. "Like it?"Buford said. "I call it…The Wedginator!"

He put down Baljeet and strode over to Phineas. "Y'Know, last night I had the craziest dream…there was this man, and this other man, and Baljeet was there, but, here's the weirdest part, Baljeet was the bully and I was his nerd! Oh, and the men-"Phineas stopped him.

"Buford! That's it! We can make a dream machine! Let's start right away!" He cried joyfully, and leapt up to order the things that they needed. Ten minutes later, all the equipment was delivered and Phineas and Ferb were creating their latest masterpiece. They'd said it would show you the dreams that you had from the last month or so and also, you could make yourself dream of something. "All done!" Phineas exclaimed, as he finished the last stroke of paint on the machine. "Now, who wants to go first?"

"Me!" Buford grinned. He sat down on the chair with the simulating hat on and then the screen zapped into action. Everyone laughed at the outrageous dream. Next it was Baljeet's turn, a story about if he failed his science test. Then Ferb's, who had no dreams, then Phineas' turn and his dream was about Perry fighting a pharmacist in a lab coat. As if Perry knew they were talking about him, he suddenly disappeared. "Hey, where's Perry?" Phineas asked. Isabella shrugged her shoulders. "Hey! Isabella hasn't had a turn with the Dream Machine!" He cried at finally noticing her existence. Isabella felt herself sweating. Last night she'd had a dream about her and Phineas…Getting Married. Not such a good thing to show to Phineas so early on. Well, she'd liked him since she laid eyes on him, when she'd moved to Danville when she was five, so it was actually really late. Still, she wasn't going to destroy their friendship. "Isabella?" No. I can't do it! She thought, and all of a sudden she didn't know what was happening. She was in a daze and she didn't even know where she was running. Just somewhere. She ran to the park and down the road that led to the woods. She looked behind her to check that they hadn't followed her. They hadn't. Isabella sat down on a tree stump and opened her shoulder bag. She got out her notebook and drew another picture of her and Phineas, this time sitting together on a bench overlooking a massive lake at night, reflections of pinky purple lights and tall skyscraper buildings. "Pretty artistic. And who's that dude?"

Isabella jumped and looked round to see a grinning boy with blond hair and cheeky misty eyes. "Who are you?"She asked. The boy shook her hand and grinned down at her. "I'm Dex. My real name's Derek but I like Dex better. Now, what's a clean town girl doing in the Hansby woods, eh?" Dex asked. Isabella hadn't realised how far she'd ran. She' d ran all the way out of Danville and into the woods that joined Danville to Hansby! She was quite impressed by Dex's nature. He was quite good looking too. But he was already beckoning her over to the heart of the woods. What he showed her was truly amazing. It was a massive Tree House. "C'mon! See inside!" Dex said and clambered up the ladder.

Isabella POV

I followed him to see a small room that looked like he himself had put it together. There were two small chairs, a coffee table, a tiny TV, and a rug. That was all. "Like it? Oh, you don't….wait till you see my bedroom then-" Dex was cut off. "Did you...do you live here?" I stammered. He scratched his head and sheepishly said, "Yeah..but hey-". Isabella was shocked. "But why do you live on your own?" She said. Dex frowned. "Well, my mum was murdered, I ran away, the newspapers were full of things about me missing, now they think I was killed too, so when they'd given up I stole all the things from my house and put them here. It was abandoned here, story ended, bye now!"He seemed embarrassed and upset. I sat down next to him on the other chair. He smiled and sat up. "Actually, why were you here anyway, and who was that boy?" He asked. I felt I could trust him now. He was like my best friend now even though I'd only known him 10 minutes. "Well, I'm here because that boy in the drawing, he's my crush, and he makes cool things. Today he made a dream show caser. He tried to make me have a go but the night before I'd been dreaming about him and he has no idea how I feel. He's my best friend." I blurted out, and Dex stuck his bottom lip out. "How can anyone be a better friend than ME?!" We both giggled and then there was silence. Then we giggled again. "Wanna stay here overnight?"He asked. I nodded and then texted my mum saying that I was sleeping over that night at my friend Derek's. She said yes!

Dex POX

Wow, that girl is cute! I was just checking my donations pile, and I saw this black haired girl just sitting there drawing herself and this lucky dude sitting next to her. When I heard she had a crush on him I so wanted to get to know her. So, I invited her round to my den, and she said yes! I was thinking about giving her a secret hug in the night but I thought it might have woken her up. I didn't want her to know I liked her..I mean, I'm pretty ugly. Spiky blond hair is no longer an amazing style. I was also thinking about asking her whether she liked ME, but when she said she liked Finn or Ferb or somebody f. So now, she's lying next to me in the double bed. It's like we're a married couple. And now I'm building up the courage to give her a quick hug. So, I bend over her and hug her quickly. She's a good sleeper and doesn't wake up, so I try something different. I kiss the top of her head and wish her goodnight. SCORE!

In the morning, we wake up in the most awkward position. Her head is on my shoulder and my arm is across her chest. Luckily I wake before her and move her before it gets more awkward! I go down to my donation pile and see a heap of magazines, a chocolate bar, and 2 sets of Christmas cards. Plus lots of fan mail! Or just notes asking who I am and where I live and why my charity was started.

BTW this is my first post so I don't care if it's rubbish.