I forgot to say this last time, but I own nothing for Phineas and Ferb at all. So, yeah. Continue to read!
Ferb's POV
I was walking home from Isabella's house late at night. Phineas was stupid for letting her go. Gretchen couldn't compare to her. I was being stupid. I knew why he dumped Isabella. I couldn't tell anyone, though. I promised him I wouldn't. I always keep my promises. I knew it was far past curfew, so I climbed into our bedroom through the window and crawled into bed.
"Dude, where ya been?", Phineas wispered.
I kept silent, for Phineas didn't deserve to know.
"Um...Ferb? I know you don't have a speech impediment, so 'fess up!", Phineas impatiently demanded. I turned over to face him.
"Comforting Isabella. You really hurt her", I explained. He rolled his eyes.
"You know I had no choice", he stated.
"Phineas, you had a choice! But you chose the one that would...", I stopped myself before I got too angry.
"Ferb, if I hadn't done what I did...", he sighed,"Forget you. I don't have to explain myself to you!" I angrily turned over in my bed.
"Forget you, as well", I mumbled.
Why did Phineas have to do what he did?
Why is Ferb getting so angry about it?
So many questions, so little time!