AN: It feels so good to be back! :D again sorry for mistakes...
The younger brother had no idea what to say. Since when did Ferb say things like that. And why was he concerned about Isabella, did he like her? That was enough. Enough of everything. "AAAAAAAGGGHHHHH!" he screamed before running out the gym. Ferb and Isabella exchanged glances before running after him.
They looked down the hall to see the guys restroom door swing closed. "I'll go," was Ferb's rushed answer before running after him.
"Are you going to tell me what your problem is?" he asked coldly. He was furious. He knew he didn't talk much, but he had had it. His brother was on the last straw. If you had been through what Ferb has he wasn't being mean at all. He had been through a lot. His brother was being a baby ever since he asked Isabella to the dance.
The door to one of the stalls opened and out came Phineas. "Look, I'm sorry okay. I know how much you hate me right now. Just leave, its best for both of us. Rather you leave, than we rip of each other's hair out." He managed between sniffles. Ferb felt like a real jerk now. He sat his brother down on the floor, letting him lean against the wall.
"Listen. I love you bro. I want to help, I do. However I can't help you if you don't tell me what your problem is. What is making you act like a girl during that time of the month? All of a sudden you start crying. Phineas you worry me."
The younger boy nodded and sniffled. He reached for his brother and held him as he cried. "I don't want Isabella. I don't like her, Ferb. All my life I just wanted to be her friend. I don't know how to tell her. I tried ignoring her; she would just say that I'm oblivious. I thought just maybe if I went out with her, I could get her to not like me. Ferb I can't tell her…." He sobbed into his brother's shoulder.
"Is that all what this is about?" he asked shocked. For something that could be handled in a matter of seconds he was overreacting.
"No…..There's more…." He took a deep breath and whipped the tears from his eyes.
"Are you going to tell me or just sit there like the Queen of England," Ferb joked trying to lighten the mood.
After some deep breathing he explained the rest. "I don't like Isabella." The green hair nodded, saying yeah I got that, go on. "I don't even like girls Ferb. And the guy I do like, I will never have him." Ferb just sat there in complete alarm. He didn't know what to say. The red head took it as a hint to go on. "You want to know why Ferb? Do you want to know why I can't have the man I love?"
Ferb's voice was croaking, "w-w-why?" he managed to ask. He was embarrassed that his voice broke. He always appeared to be the smooth ladies man.