Got a couple of reviews, and so far, I'm doing pretty well, so I'm going to give you guys another chapter.
-No POV—
"You see, Perry the Platypus," said Doofenshmirtz, "back in Gimmelstump, in the days of my youth, my father came home with a lot of books for us. At first, I was thrilled, but then, my father gave all the books to my brother, Roger. Oh, how I despise him! So, with the Bookinator, I will destroy every book in the Tri-State Area! ….. What? It's a good plan!"
-Isabella's POV—
Phineas was definitely about to say something to me. I know it! But, unfortunately, like always, his mind was somewhere else.
"Um, Phineas, what were you about to say?" I asked him, hoping for an answer.
"What? Me? Nothing!" He answered rather quickly. Hmm. Is he hiding something? "Uh," He continued, "So, Isabella, what do you think of this carpet ride?"
"I think it's nice." I said. "Thanks for letting me come along." I waited a little bit before finally asking, "Hey, Phineas. Do you think I'm pretty?" I couldn't take it anymore. I just had to ask that.
-Phineas's POV—
I immediately froze. Did Isabella just ask me if I thought she was pretty? Well, I have to answer. But, what should I say? Why am I thinking to myself? Why am I asking all these questions? "Um… Yeah, you're pretty." My voice cracked. She giggled. Stupid puberty! Or was it something else?
"Really? Thanks!" She replied and gave me a big hug. I felt myself blushing. Why was I blushing? Why am I thinking to myself again? Was I… in love with Isabella? No, that's crazy. We're just best friends, and that's all we've ever been, but… is that all I want to be? GET IT TOGETHER, PHINEAS! You're… just feeling a little off today. That's all… I really gotta stop thinking to myself.
-No POV—
"So, Perry the Platypus, with the Bookinator, I will tap into the book's molecules and put flammable ethanol into the books, causing the pieces of paper to moisten together and disintegrate into thin air. Although, I'm not really sure I should do this. I mean, everyone knows book give you information, but I need revenge on Roger. I got it! I'll just destroy all the books in City Hall!" He paused. "Perry the Platypus, are you even listening to me? Oh, that's it! Now, Roger will pay for stealing those books from… my… father. Or was it from me? Either way, he is going to pay!
I'm not big on writing romance, so forgive me if I didn't do very well. Also, I realized I like writing the Doof/Perry scenes. I'll probably be doing more of those in later stories.