Hey darlings!

I present to you chapter #2

I'm sorry I posted this so late, I promise the next chapter won't take that long :) Hope you enjoy it!

I DO NOT OWN P&F


Chapter 2

The last time he saw Vanessa Doofenshmirtz was a long time ago when they were together at the Eiffel Tower and he didn't get the opportunity to express his feelings for her. He turned around and realized she had left with someone else. It wasn't a big of a deal, he was conscious that his love for her would've never passed the difference of ages. Seriously, they were 10 and 16 years old. She never would've been interested for a simple boy. After a while Ferb concluded that he needed to move on for his own good, he had a whole life ahead waiting for him after all.

He entered to his car and started driving to distract himself a little. He knew that Phineas would walk home with Isabella so that he could take the car and get all the materials he needed for his pending homework. He stopped by so many stores that after getting done with that, he pulled over the coffee shop to find peace in some reading and tea. He stepped up to the counter and stood behind other clients, waiting for his turn.

"What can I get for you, sweetheart?" the cashier asked.

"Cappuccino with chocolate powder on top and a ginger scone, please"

Ferb looked up in surprise. He couldn't help overhearing their conversation and noticing how familiar the lady's voice sounded. He related her voice with a simple "Hey, how's it goin'" that hypnotized him a many years ago and his heart started beating really fast as he watched the girl slowly turn around with her beverage, hoping to confirm his suspicions by seeing her face.

"OH GOD! Ferb! It's you! Hello!" a red haired, nerdy-looking guy appeared in front of Ferb out of nowhere.

"I'm Irving! You remember me right? Of course you do" he offered his hand for a friendly handshake and when he saw no response from Ferb, his smile went away. "You do right?"

Ferb sighed and shook hands with his extremely awkward lifetime stalker. There was a time that he considered on placing a restraining order against Irving for his constant appearances on his apartment at any time of the day. The guy could spend the entire day taking pictures and writing about Phineas and Ferb's personal lives on his blog, which they found disturbing every time. However, Irving had to leave Danville a couple of years ago since he was chosen to take a quantum mechanics course in Germany, leaving Phineas and Ferb free from stalkers, until now.

Irving starts questioning Ferb for everything he could imagine that moment. "So, how have you been? How's Phineas? Do you still live at your awesome apartment? Have you invented any other incredible things? Is there any special girl in your life right now?...". He wasn't paying too much attention on what Irving was saying until that last question. Ferb turned his head to look for the mysterious woman and realized she wasn't there anymore. His eyes went down and he sighed in disillusion. Deep down his heart he was really hoping to find that beautiful girl he fell in love with when he was a kid. If it wasn't for Irving's interruption he could've at least seen her face and prove that his ears weren't wrong. His gaze shifted to a furious one and turned back to Irving, making him shut his questions.

"Is something wrong, Ferb? Irving asked as he slowly tried to place his hand on Ferb's shoulder.

"Leave" Ferb said, which made Irving back up a little and worry about what he could've said to make Ferb change his temper.

"I'm sorry, did I say some-"before he could finish, Ferb gave a step closer and interrupted, "Now". Irving jumped scared and ran out the coffee shop giving him a last -I'm sorry- before leaving.

Ferb tried to calm down after seeing how all the people were staring at him for what just happened. He cleared his throat and took his place back in the line. It was even harder for him to understand why he acted that way just for a girl that could've or couldn't be Vanessa Doofenshmirtz, even if he was clearly conscious on how her voice sounded like. Suddenly his phone rang and he took it out to see that his brother texted him –Hey, are you home? I need to talk to you.-, then the grey-haired lady behind the counter spoke before he could reply.

"Um, excuse me, sweetie? Are you ordering something?"

Ferb looked up, he texted Phineas back –I'll be right there-, put his phone in his pocket and took out his wallet. "Darjeeling tea, please."

"Sure thing, may I have your name?"

"Ferb"

"Now that's a strange name!"

Ferb rolled his eyes. "F-E-R-B" he said and placed the money in the bar.

"Oh, are you having a rough day honey?" she said.

Ferb shook his head. He took his tea and chose a table outside the coffee shop to get some fresh air. He spend almost the entire evening sitting there reading the same three pages, like he wasn't able to concentrate. His mind was filled with memories from back in the days were he and Phineas could do anything that they wanted, that was indeed the best distraction he had to stop thinking of Vanessa. He remembered when he helped her at the Superduper Mega Superstore to get this rare chemical her father wanted so desperately. Even when she told him not to, he left Phineas back to be with her and she appreciated his help anyway. Then he remembered how doleful he felt when she left him alone at the Eiffel Tower. Ferb took a sip of his tea and closed his eyes. He was holding the rose he bought for her, just for her. He placed the book down, then looked up to the sky. 'I was a child, how could I feel so much for her if I knew that it was never going to happen?' he thought.


When the sun went down, Ferb left the place and headed back home. He totally forgot Phineas needed to tell him something 'important' and drove as fast as he could to his apartment. He went in and found his brother in the kitchen working on something in his laptop.

"Ferb! Where were you? I texted you three hours ago."

"I was busy" He said.

"At the coffee shop?"

Ferb frowned. He knew that his brother would never spy on him, but then how did he know what Ferb was doing?

"That's why I wanted to talk to you. Isabella told me Irving posted something about you acting kind of weird at the coffee shop, something about being rude to him." Phineas said as he walked up to his brother with the laptop on his hands.

Irving's blog

Today I met a part of Ferb Fletcher I didn't know, or at least never knew he had. I could see in his eyes something was bothering him. When I tried to ask if I could help him, he approached menacingly towards me and asked me to leave him alone[…].

"I know you, and you're not the kind of guy that loses his mind out of nowhere. I also know that Irving isn't your favorite person, but that was never a reason for you to piss off." He said.

Ferb put his bag down as he listened what his brother was saying, then grab a chair and took a seat in the kitchen. He knew he did wrong at the coffee table, but he didn't know how to explain Phineas what had caused his anger. Phineas got back in the kitchen and sat next to him.

"Unless, of course, he lied on his blog. You tell me."

Ferb shrugged and looked down.

"Ferb, is something bothering you? You know you can tell me right?"

"I'll apologize tomorrow" Ferb stood up and went upstairs to his room.

"Um, okay bro, see you tomorrow" Phineas went behind him and asked "but, are you fine?"

Ferb gave him a thumbs up and shut the door. He reached his bed and stared at the ceiling for a while, the idea of being a completely different person for something so meaningless was killing him. After thinking carefully about the situation, this wasn't the first time he acted different as he usually is because of her. He admitted that the idea of seeing her again would've been pleasing but he knew nothing about her other than her name, or how she looked like when she was 16, she probably wouldn't recognize him if they meet in the future. With that thought, Ferb closed his eyes and fell asleep.


Ferb woke up early the next day to do the homework he didn't make the day before, then he prepared some breakfast for him and his brother. He heard that someone was knocking their door and walked up to open it. Isabella was standing behind it.

"Good morning Ferb! What'cha doin'?" she said

Ferb waved his hand and let her come in. She went to the kitchen and sat down.

"Oh, you're making breakfast, do you mind if I join you? I had to come here and to make sure Phineas gets up early and I didn't have time to grab something to eat."

Ferb smiled and gave her a plate.

"So, um, everything's alright? I did read what Irving posted yesterday and I wanted to make sure you were fine"

Ferb sat next to her. "I'm alright, don't worry about me". Isabella smiled and continued eating.

"I heard a beautiful voice coming from downstairs and I knew it was you" Phineas said as he approached to his girlfriend and greeted her with a kiss. Ferb rolled his eyes.

"Hey bro, do you have any plans for this evening?" he said

Ferb glanced at him. "Actually I-"

"Great" Phineas interrupted. "Because I know what you're going to do today! Do me a favor and please go fetch the blueprints written in this note" and gave Ferb a piece of paper.

Ferb sighed and nodded.

After school, Ferb made his way to "Blueprint Heaven" for the favor Phineas asked him to do. He was feeling excited because every time his brother needed some blueprints, it meant that they were going to build something together. He felt some relief that he could chill a little and distract himself from all the Irving issue while building. When he arrived to the place, he saw someone from the inside of the store was approaching to the exit and he politely opened the door for him/her. A girl came out of the store with a bunch of blueprints that covered her face. She looked like she was having problems holding them all together.

"Yes Dad! I have them all here!...Dad, I know that they gave the correct blueprints, I checked them all." She said to the phone in her hand.

Ferb's eyes widened. 'That voice, again' he thought. He couldn't see her face but it was now crystal clear for him, it wasn't a dream. He was sure it was definitely her. Just exactly like the first time they met.

"Vanessa?" he said.