A/N: So I decided to make this a full story. I have no idea how long it will be as of yet, but I'm sure I'll have an idea before long. As for now, just enjoy what I have here.

Shout out to ElleFreak and RubyDracoGirl for encouraging me to expand upon this story and their reviews!

A/N: I also decided to make the entire story from Izzy's POV.

Chapter 2

They Say Ignorance is Bliss

Summer, 5 years ago…

Eleven year old Isabella giggled hysterically as Phineas swept her off her feet. The redhead held her low, one arm under her back supporting her, the other caressing her cheek.

"Isabella," said Phineas, "I love you."

"Oh, Phineas, I love you too!" she replied.

"Isabella! Isabella!"

Suddenly, Isabella snapped her eyes open, and saw Phineas waving his hand in front of her face. Darn, she had drifted off to Phineas Land again. Hopefully she hadn't said anything weird.

"Sorry…" she said, looking away in embarrassment. Phineas looked confused.

"Why are you apologizing? That's a great idea, Isabella!"

"What?" she said, confused.

Phineas grinned.

"You suggested that we build our own theme park! That's a great idea!"

Isabella looked dumbstruck. She had no recollection of suggesting anything of the kind. Well, she did need the Build a Theme Park patch…

"Okay, let's do it! I'll go get the Fireside girls!" Isabella chimed.

"Excellent!" replied Phineas. "Here's a list of things we need! Ferb, you get to work on the blueprints! Baljeet and Buford, you two can get the animals for the petting zoo!"

Baljeet paled while Buford grinned maliciously.

"Oh no. Wedgieville here I come…" muttered Baljeet.

"You know it nerd!" cackled Buford as he dragged Baljeet away by the collar of his shirt.

Isabella took out her cell phone and speed dialed Ginger Hirano, her best friend in Fireside Troop 46231. The phone rang once before Ginger answered.

"Hello?"

"Gather the girls. I know what we're gonna do today!" sang Isabella.

"This has something to do with Phineas, doesn't it?" replied Ginger.

"Maybe…"

"I'll get the others," replied Ginger smugly.

Twenty minutes later…

Isabella tapped Phineas on the shoulder.

"Hi, Phineas! We got that stuff you wanted!"

"Oh, thanks Isabella!" he said, smiling.

In the wagon were: an industrial blowtorch, steel plating, iron filaments, several bags of cement, and various other items children do not normally play with. But then again, these were not normal kids.

"No, Ferb! Put the carousel over there, by the gator pit!" Phineas said, waving his arms in the air. Ferb, who was operating a crane, adjusted the levers so the carousel hanging from the hook swung in a wide arc to the right.

"Perfect, Ferb! Now just set her down easy!"

Ferb gave a thumbs up and released the carousel, which connected with the ground with a loud crash. Isabella shielded her eyes from the resultant dust and dirt. When the dust settled, Isabella removed her hand from her face and cleared her throat.

"So, um, Phineas…"

"Yes, Isabella?" he said, turning to face her.

"Is there anything else you need?" she asked, rocking back and forth.

Phineas looked at his clipboard.

"Actually, I do need a servo motor for the mechanical bull ride. You could… Isabella? Hm, I guess she went home."

Isabella's house…

Isabella slammed the door shut, fighting the urge to tear up. Stupid Phineas! Immediately, she regretted the thought. He had no idea how she felt about him. How could she expect him to understand why she asked? Isabella ran upstairs to her room and closed the door, sliding down the oak. She rested her head in her arms and sighed deeply. Sometimes he made her so mad! But at the same time… he was the cutest, bravest, most honest, sweetest, caring boy in the world!...

"Oh Phineas…" Isabella crooned, swooning at the image of Phineas in her head. She shook her head vigorously.

Get a grip! This was no time to be in Phineas Land! She was mad at him! But… He didn't mean to make her mad. Isabella slapped her cheeks. Well ,that was too bad, missy! She groaned in defeat and drifted off to Phineas Land.

A few moments later (hours, maybe?) she felt someone shaking her back to reality. She started and flew upright. Wait, how did she end up in her bed? She rubbed her eyes and noticed Ginger and Gretchen standing over her.

"What are you two doing here?" she asked, scratching her head.

"Watching you mumble Phineas' name over and over," snickered Ginger. Gretchen just grinned. Isabella blushed and giggled, embarrassed. Then she sighed.

"He'll never notice me…" she groaned.

Ginger patted her shoulder.

"Don't worry, Isabella. I'm sure he'll notice you eventually! Don't give up!" she said encouragingly.

Gretchen piped up, "Yeah, Isabella! You're too cute and sweet not to get his attention!"

Isabella smiled, feeling better. Well, ignorance may be bliss, but one day she'll get him to notice her!

Back in the present…

Except that plan had not yet bore fruit, as Isabella despaired. She sat on her porch, picking the petals from a daisy. Phineas was off at a rock concert with Ferb, and all her other friends were busy as well. She normally talked to Ferb if she was feeling down, but yeah, he wasn't there. Isabella sighed dejectedly and stood up. Maybe a walk would make her feel better.

She began walking aimlessly down Maple Drive, her thoughts frequenting Phineas and various things about him. She instantly became entranced in Phineas Land. Again.

Phineas gently held Isabella's right hand in his own as the two twirled and spun, dancing under the moonlight. He smiled warmly at her, his eyes staring into her own. This must be heaven, because nothing could feel this amazing. The music swelled and Phineas dipped Isabella, his hand under back to support her. Fireflies blinked their mysterious messages in the summer air as Phineas spun her again.

Suddenly she was on the ground. Isabella winced and looked up, rubbing her head. Before stood Ferb, alone.

"Ferb? I… I thought you were with Phineas?" Isabella inquired as Ferb helped her up.

"Well, I was, but I left early because I felt tired," he explained softly in his British accent.

"Oh, okay. I'm sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going…"

Ferb shook his head.

"You have much on your mind. Do you care to talk about it?"

Isabella smiled weakly. She could always count on Ferb. They returned to Isabella's house and she invited him in. It would be a long story.

An hour or two later…

"…And that's why I've been so down."

Isabella sighed deeply, laying her head on the marble countertop. Ferb's expression had not changed during the entire story, though he had given a few nods and grunts of confirmation.

"Well, you know, they say ignorance is bliss," he stated flatly.

"You can say that again," mumbled Isabella.

Ferb looked around.

"Hey, where's Perry?"

A/N: How was that? I know this seems disjointed from the previous chapter, and I apologize. I'm having trouble figuring out how to make this story work. Reviews and suggestions are always appreciated!