Ummmmmm......hi.

Yeah, I'm very very very very very very very very sorry about the lateness of this, but I had basetball, and my parents banned me from the computer for a week, then I had another week of twenty minutes a day, and....uggggh. Very sorry

Anywho, here's the final chapter! (Finally...)

Disclaimer: Nope

Isabella paced back and forth across the Flynn's living room floor, waiting for Phineas to return. She, Phineas, Ferb, and Candace had been forced to lock Buford and Stacy out of the house to prevent them from following Candace and Ferb into the living room. It had been harder than it sounded: Both Buford and Stacy could be very strong when they wanted to.

Phineas walked into the room, panting slightly. He closed the door behind him, then looked at Isabella curiously. "So, what did you want to talk to us about?"

Isabella gulped. She glanced over at Candace, who was looking at her with a mix of a worried, and a 'do I want to hear this?' expression.

"Well, uhhhhhhhh..." she glanced down at her feet, blushing. "You see, I-this morning, I kind of sneaked some of your guy's love potion upstairs, and, uh...I think Buford and Stacy might have gotten into it, which would explain their, well...behavior," Isabella finally managed to blurt out, purposely avoiding her reason for taking the potion.

She looked up. Phineas seemed extremely confused, Ferb was looking slightly knowing, and Candace's eyes were flicking between Isabella and her brother, seeing if he would pick up on anything.

Phineas's brow furrowed as he considered his friend's actions. "So..if you were the one who caused this...why did you do it in the first place?"

Isabella's eyes widened. "Ummm...well, uh...now's not the time for that! After all, the sooner we create an antidote to the potion, the better, right?" she tittered nervously.

Phineas nodded slowly. "True, very true. Ferb, how long will it take to create an antidote?"

Ferb pulled out a calculator, and began punching in numbers. His face fell when he saw the result. Phineas looked over his shoulder at the calculator, and grimaced. "Ooh. It appears we have a slight problem."

Candace folded her arms. "And what exactly do you mean by a slight problem?" she said in a threatening tone.

"What I mean is, it could take three to four days to make it," Phineas said, already making notes on what he and Ferb would need.

Both Isabella and Candace's jaws dropped open simultaneously and Isabella was forced to grab Candace's arm to prevent her from tackling her brother. "So, why exactly will it take that long? I mean, you guys created the first one in what, half an hour?" she said, straining from the effort of holding Candace back.

"Well," Phineas said, leaning over a complicated-looking formula, while Ferb laid out a bunch of strangely-colored chemicals on the table next to him, "I think it's pretty safe to say that it's much more complicated to make people fall out of love, then fall in love."

Candace nearly laughed out loud. As if Phineas knew the first thing about romance, although he did have a point.

Just then there was a giant crash. All four kids exchanged a worried glance, then ran to the window.

Outside, Buford was using his punching bag as a battering ram, trying in vain to break down the door. Phineas winced.

"Wow," he remarked, as the four pulled back from the window. "That's a bit more problematic then I thought it was..hmm." He rubbed his chin. "Maybe we shouldn't have added so many mint leaves...Candace, Ferb you guys might wanna consider locking yourselves in your room for the next few days."

It was Isabella's turn to wince. As if she hadn't felt horrible enough to start with....

Meanwhile, outside.....

"Come on Buford! Put a little muscle into it! Ferb's in there waiting for me dude! CRUSH IT!!!" Stacy yelled, junping up and down.

Buford grunted. "I'm trying, okay girly? You think I enjoy standin' out here while Jeremy's probably hittin' on-"

Stacy interruptted him. "Blah, blah, blah, you're wasting precious time here! Let's GO!"

Out of nowhere, a bright red ray shot down from the sky, engulfing Stacy and Buford before retreating back up. Somewhere high about the Flynn-Fletcher house came a faint cry of 'Curse you Perry the platypus!', and a blimp fell into the trees below. If you looked closely, you could make out a tiny blue-ish parachute drifting away from where the blimp had fallen.

Back on the ground, Buford and Stacy were both on their knees, rubbing their heads. They both groaned and stood. Buford looked confused at the punching bag in his hand, and the wear-marks on the door. "Wha-what just happened?"

Stacy shrugged. "I have absolutely no idea."

The two stood there for a couple more seconds, considering all the weird things that happened in their lives. Then Stacy turned to Buford and said, "Hey, Wrestle Mania 3 came out today."

Buford grinned and rubbed his hands together. "Now you're talkin'!"

With that, Stacy grabbed her skateboard and Buford his bike, and the two raced off towards the Googleplex mall.

Inside, Ferb watched this, slightly amused. He had no clue where the beam that had apparently reversed the effects of the potion had come from, but considering stuff like this happened every day, he had almost been expecting something like this.

He walked back into the living room, and tapped Phineas on the shoulder. Phineas jerked up. "What is it? This requires great concentration...." he mumbled.

Ferb pointed out the living room window. Phineas looked up and did a double take. His eyes widened. "They're gone?" He scratched his head. "Well...I guess we won't be needing the antidote anymore!" he said, returning to his usual optimism.

Isabella casually glanced out of the window, hardly daring to believe her luck, and breathed a sigh of relief

"Well," Candace said, sounding as relieved as Isabella felt, "I never thought I'd be grateful for the force that makes everything disappear, but there are exceptions, and this is one of them."

With that she walked back into the kitchen to attempt to explain things to Jeremy. Ferb followed her out, leaving Phineas and Isabella alone.

Isabella bit her lip. She knew that she was going to have to tell Phineas what had really happened. Unfortunatly, she also realized that by doing this she would have to tell him how she felt about him. Just thinking about it was making her feel queasy, but she knew she had to do what was right.

Working up her courage, Isabella took a couple of careful steps towards Phineas, who was cleaning up the unfinished antidote. She cleared her throat. He turned, and smiled when he saw her. Isabella felt her heart fluttering, and not just because she was nervous.

"Phineas, ummm...about what happened today...I can explain," she managed to spit out. Before she could continue, Phineas grinned and shook his head.

"No need Isabella, no need. I already figured it out," he said, smiling even wider.

Isabella was startled. "You-you did?" she said in disbelief. After all this time, all his obliviousness, was it possible that he had finally come to his senses?

"Of course!" Phineas exclaimed. "And I have to say, it was brilliant! I can't believe Ferb and I didn't think of it!"

Isabella cocked her head, confused. "Um, excuse me?"

Phineas chuckled. "Ah, modest are we?" he replied, nudging her in the stomach. Isabella tried to look like she knew what he was talking about.

"Ferb and I really should have consulted with you in the first place. After all, girls are supposed to be superior to guys when it comes to romance. I just can't believe we didn't think of the whole jealousy approach! Especially when you consider how often it's used on TV...good thing you came through! Plus, you stopped us from doing something that was probably over the top." He chuckled. "How much did you have to bug Buford before he agreed to play along?"

Isabella could hardly believe it. From what she had gathered, Phineas thought that she had convinced Buford to pretend to be in love with Candace, and stopped them from giving the potion to Jeremy because she knew how manupulative it was. She opened her mouth to speak, but with one look at his trusting gaze, she found herself unable to tell him.

I'm not ready for this, she realized. She would tell him the truth of what had happened, she was sure. But she wasn't quite ready, not yet.

"Yeah," she agreed quietly, "I'm sorry, I should have told you first, but.." she shrugged, unable to go further.

Phineas nodded and smiled. "It's okay. I'm glad you did it. You really are a great friend Isabella."

She blushed, then noticed how late it had gotten. "Whoa, it's already 3:00? I have to go Phineas. I have a dentist appointment in half an hour."

Phineas frowned sympathetically. "Aw, that stinks. Good luck," he said.

Isabella nodded appreciativly, waved goodbye, then walked back into the kitchen. Candace was still there, staring at nothing, a dreamy look on her face. Linda was there too. She hung up her coat, then looked at Candace smugly.

"So," Linda said, hands on hips, "Am I right in assuming this has something to do with Jeremy?"

Candace merely nodded, her eyes glazed over.

Linda sighed, and waved her hand in front of Candace's face. "Caaaaaaandace, time to come out of la-la land," she said in a slightly annoyed voice.

Candace immediatly snapped out of her daze, shaking her head. "Wha-oh hi mom," she sighed, sounding completely content.

"Alright. Tell me what happened. Did somebody ask my little girl out on a date?" she said, reminding Isabella of an excited teen-aged girl.

"Please mom. We're just going to dinner, maybe a movie after...oh who am I kidding, Jeremy totally asked me out on a date!" Candace exclaimed. She grabbed Linda's wrists and the two danced around the kitchen, Linda seeming slightly exasperated and slightly amused. Isabella lingered by the entrance to the kitchen feeling uncomfortable, like she was violating some kind of code by witnessing this special mother-daughter moment.

Linda untangled her arms from her daughter's, and stepped away, panting slightly. "That's enough for right now Candace. Whew, I really need to get to a gym," she remarked. Turning, she noticed Isabella standing uncertainly by the entryway. "Oh, Isabella dear." Behind her, Candace continued her victory dance while attempting to text somebody. (Isabella assumed it was Stacy.) She nearly dropped her phone about five times, but didn't seem to care. "Would you like to stay for dinner? Lawrence is away with some friends from England, and we have an extra seat."

Isabella flashed a smile at Linda. "I would love to Mrs. Fletcher, but I have a dentist appointment. Thank you anyways."

"Alright then. Maybe some other time." Isabella nodded, and headed for the door. "Oh, and Isabella?" Isabella looked back. "Call me Linda, please."

"Okay. Thanks again, Linda!" Isabella called. She waved to Candace, who appeared to be giving Stacy a play-by-play of exactly what Jeremy had said to her. Candace waved briefly to Isabella, then went back to her phone conversation, speaking so fast Isabella would be surprised if Stacy could follow any of it.

Isabella sighed, feeling lonely, then started. Something was brushing up against her leg. She looked down quickly, and instantly relaxed. It was only Perry. "There you are Perry," she said. She reached down and gently stroked his back.

"You know Perry," she said to him, not entirely sure why, "I'm really glad that things didn't turn out the way I wanted them to. Sure, Phineas still probably only thinks of me as a friend, but at least I know that those are his real feelings. Having him in love with me because of a potion isn't nearly as good as the real thing. You know what I'm saying?"

For a second, Isabella could have sworn Perry started to nod, only to stop himself halfway. She rubbed her eyes, blinked a couple of times, then looked at him again. Perry looked straight back at her, then made his strange chattering noise. Isabella laughed at herself, then patted Perry again. "Of course you don't. Well I guess I'll see you later Perry," Isabella said, still not sure why she was talking to a platypus.

With that she jogged down the path to her house, not looking back. If she had, she would have noticed the front window open, Phineas Flynn standing in complete and total shock behind it.

"Isabella has a crush on me!?" he said in disbelief.

Ferb sidled up besides him. "Well," he said, "This is a bit of an awkward ending, isn't it?"

The End

YAY! I'm done! *happy dance* So yeah, as Ferb said, bit of an awkward ending, but i had made you guys wait to long already, and this was the first thing that popped into my head, so yeah. Also, the idea with Stacy and Buford is that Dr. D created some sort of ray to make people fall out of love, because he hates all the mushy gushy-ness, or something like that. Yes, once again, a bit awkward, but I could come up with nothing else.

I apologize once again for the delay. From now whenever I write a multi-chaptered story, I'll try to write most of it before posting it, so that there won't be such a delay between chapters. So, until then, review!

-livyrosebud