Phineas' P.O.V.

I stood there, hands on my mouth, contemplating what to say when his beautiful voice rung in my ears.

"Thank you for getting those girls to back off…" He muttered before entering his room and slamming the door. I couldn't think of anything to say to him, so I just said the first lame thing that came to mind.

"N-No problem again, bro…" Wow. I was PATHETIC. I'm pretty sure we're both a blushing mess. I know I am. I went to sit on our huge couch. I ended up flopping down on it.

"Gah…" I whispered angrily. Why oh SHOES WHY DIDN'T I KISS HIM BACK? I mean he was RIGHT. THERE. I had the chance. I just stood there pathetically. I looked down to see Perry by the edge of the couch. Mom must've dropped him off while we were eating lunch. Er, dinner… Whatever it was! That's not important right now! I sighed again for the umpteenth time today and picked Perry up, not minding his back feet. We got the poison removed from them about ten minutes after we got him. He still looked young.

"Per," I started. "is it bad that I'm in love with Ferb, my STEP-BROTHER since we were five?" I asked Perry. He gave me his cute chatter of his and stared at me. Somehow, I had a feeling that meant "no" in his chatter-like language.

"Thanks, Perry…" I smiled and kissed his head before turning on our television dad had bought us.

I don't remember falling asleep, but some time during the night I must have. When I woke up, Perry was gone, Ferb's blanket was strewn across my body, and his pillow was behind my head. The smell of food came wafting from the kitchen. I sat up abruptly. I grabbed both Ferb's pillow and blanket and went to Ferb's room. The door was wide open and I noticed the bed was barren. As I stepped forward to put the items in my hand back to where the respectfully belonged, I was stopped by my curiosity. I stopped in the middle of the room and started scanning the room of its pictures and trinkets. There were tons of little note cards to write to mom and dad, but the pictures are what intrigued my mind. Stepping past his dirty laundry hamper (which only had yesterdays clothing and last night's pajamas in it, might I add), I looked through the frames where photos might have been placed. I found one of our family before Candace's wedding and college adventure, one of him with our friends before Izzy moved, one of just us, and a few post cards from Izzy. I picked up the one that said "in love" and "Phineas" on it.

Dear Ferb,

I know that you know Phineas rejected me.

That doesn't mean that it's over for you, though.

He still doesn't know about you being in love with him, right?

Well…

Go get him.

Isabella

P.S. Italy is REALLY cold this year 'round!

As I read through the card one more time, I almost ran out to make out with Ferb and force him to screw me into the table, I heard him approaching his room. I put down the frame and went straight to making his bed. When I finished putting the pillow in a perfect fluffy placement, I felt Ferb's presence at the doorway. I couldn't feel where his eyes were, but I had a feeling that they were on my ass. That was suspended in the air. I got up slowly and turned to face my step-brother slowly. I had a faint blush on my face from thinking of him staring at my ass, but turned to see him nursing a bleeding nose.

"F-Ferb?" I asked slowly. He turned to look at me. His beautiful eyes looked darker than normal.

'Lust.' I noted in my mind. At least I knew what got him hot and bothered. I had to hide my smirk.

"Yes?" He asked once he finished bleeding and clearing his throat.

"Do you like your bed now?" I asked somewhat innocently. I stepped aside to let him see.

"Personally, I liked the view of your ass better…" He mumbled.

"What?" I asked, knowing full well what he said. 'Good. He's showing his feelings.' I noted again.

"Nothing at all. I love it. Thank you, Phineas!" He sang sweetly. So he was playing it like in never happened, eh? Well I can fix that. As we walked to the kitchen, I flirted with him shamelessly.

"Ferb, are you 'board'?" I started off innocently enough.

"A little, why, Phin?" He didn't know this dirty joke.

"'Cause I'd really like to 'nail' you! Haha! Get it? Isabella taught me that one!" Ferb flushed a deep red. Just how I wanted it. I could hear him damn Isabella under his breath.

"W-Well, I made us breakfast! Let's eat…" He stated sheepishly. I nodded and we headed back to the kitchen together with Perry on our heels. Ferb had filled Perry's bowl and pat his head as we sat down.

"So, classes start in a hundred-four days, Phineas. What are we going to do? We only have three boxes left each, and that won't take long." Ferb said. I 'hmm'ed and grabbed a piece of bacon from my cup o' bacon. As I chewed carelessly, I thought of all the dirty things I wanted to do to Ferb, now with my new knowledge that he loved me back. Rubber duck? Alarm clock? Broom? Naked Ferb?

"Gah!" I let out a squeak and continued thinking after shaking out naked Ferb from my head.

Roller coaster at the fair? Looking around campus? Meeting our friends here? Naked Ferb?

"GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" I screamed as I tipped my chair too far backwards. I surprised Ferb, too, and he almost fell himself. As my chair hit the floor, my head didn't. I kept it up and covered it. That didn't stop my back from hurting any less, though. Ferb quickly rushed to my aid, though.

"Phin! Don't do that! Are you alright?" His questions came out much faster and louder than he wanted them to, because he quickly covered his mouth and helped me up. I rubbed my back and slowly opened my eyes. My breath hitched as my eyes met with Ferb's. Only he was just four inches too far away for my liking. I could feel his breath on my lips. The minty flavor floated fast his lips down onto mine, falling to my nostrils and disappearing just as fast as it came.

"Are you hurt?" He asked gently.

"Physically? No. Emotionally? Oh, big time, Ferb." His eyes widened a little, and started to pull away. I grabbed his neck and forced him back into the position he was in before. He started to say something, but I shushed him before speaking.

"Ferb," I said slowly. "…were last night's events nothing to you?" I anticipated his answer. I pushed all my hurt for the answer 'no' onto my features. He studied me carefully.