"No problem."

"Hey, you want to go to the dance with me?"

"Sorry, but I already have someone." Isabella replied.

"Oh ok, see you around." Replied the football player and he left.

"So Isabella, who are you going to the dance with?" I asked.

"It's a secret, and I need to wait for him to ask. But he has been so oblivious that he hasn't asked me out yet."

"Oh ok, I wish you luck."

"One thing though, it is NOT Irving."

"Goodbye Isabella."

And I promptly left; a little bit giddy knowing that it wasn't Irving Isabella wanted to go to the dance with. While I was walking rather absentmindedly, I bumped into my rather irritated brother. A glare and an eyeroll was what greeted me.

"So did you ask her yet?"

I guess that why he is my brother, knowing almost everything that is going through my mind.

"No, not… Wait, what?"

"I said did you ask her yet?"

"Ask who?"

"Isabella, and I am not an idiot, I saw her asking you and Irving was there. You left in a hurry and the rest of the day you were withdrawn and avoided Isabella, which tells me what you are thinking."

"Ok fine, it's just that I don't know who Isabella is asking for the dance and I don't know if I can ask her out for the dance. This is my very first dance, if you want me to go, Isabella is probably my best option. Problem is, there are literally half the guys at school that would die to be with her; I just don't seem fit to compete. Look at me, a triangle headed freak, how would I compare to those guys?"

"Brother, you are the most innocent, caring, and fun-loving guy out there that would enamor anybody's heart, and I know Isabella would love for you to ask her out for the dance. Just ask her, I am sure she won't put you down."

"But what about my friendship with Isabella? I don't want to lose her and she already has a guy in mind who needs to ask her out. How could I ask if she already has a certain guy on her mind?"

"Just trust me, ask her out."

"I just don't know! This stuff is just so confusing and is giving me a headache! I got to do something else. That's why I skipped every other dance, just pure drama! Hey, where's Perry?"

Oh wait Perry was sitting outside.

"Nevermind Ferb."

Ferb POV

I wonder how an extraordinary inventor with such creativity and positive thinking be crumbled into a nervous wreck because of a dance. I have to stop wondering or else I could die from laughing! Isabella loves him to death and would be really pleased if he asked, but looks like he just has a thick skull. At least he is moving in the right direction.

Phineas POV

I decided I need to leave this question behind and focus on getting my homework done. Man, homework laid out for the week already for the first day of school? Baljeet gonna love this.

Nobody POV

So there in Phineas and Ferb's room, the brothers diligently worked out the homework assignments given to them. Ferb's phone beeped and he checked the message. It was from Gretchen.

"So are we set for Satuday at 8 dear?

"Yes Gretchen."

Phineas POV

I was working on my homework when Ferb's phone buzzed. He is going out with Gretchen lately, which didn't surprise me when he said he is going on Saturday. Looks like every Saturday was going to be an empty day now. He has been going out with her ever since Vanessa moved last year to New York. Well, at least he is happy and moved off from her, I am not at all jealous about his relationship. Maybe a bit, but how do I proceed to ask Isabella out for the dance? Wait wait wait Phineas! This is not the creative, optimistic, and determined Phineas, this is a Phineas scared of just a dance! But after all, it is Isabella, she is not just another girl, she is the most charming, cute, and awesome girl I ever met. But a lot of guys see her as such too. Just give it a rest I guess, after all, the dance is a month away. Maybe in the meantime I can figure out who this mysterious oblivious guy that Isabella likes. Why is Ferb already asleep? It is eleven?! I think these thoughts are going a little too far, I got to go to sleep.

No POV

The next day went as usual, "Whatcha doin'" and the "Hey Isabella" and the "Hey, where's Perry? There you are Perry." It was lunch again when Isabella decided to give Phineas another stab.

Phineas POV

I felt someone tug my shirt again. It was Isabella. Before she said anything, I asked,

"Hey Isabella, how did the assignments come along? Need help?"

"They went fine, but I have a question."

"What?"

"Did you pick anyone yet for the dance?"

"No, I haven't thought about it yet."

"Well, just remember, I am still waiting for this very oblivious guy to ask me out."
(A quite obese teen happened to walk by in a red shirt with a blue beanie.)

The teen said, "Aren't you Isabella Garcia-Shapiro?"

"Yeah, but if you are asking about the dance, no, I will be taken."

"Well, I never wanted to ask, I don't want to go with no Jewish ho! Oh yeah, my name is Cartman."

"What the? Go away!"

A guy in a brown jacket with a blue hat having a red poofball on top along with a guy in a green hat and an orange jacket appeared. The guy in the orange jacket said, "Cartman lay it off!"

Cartman replied, "Why do I need to listen to you Kahl?"

Kyle replies, "Because she didn't do anything, now let's get some lunch."

"Screw you Kahl, I am going home… or getting lunch first."

By that time, I was just ready to beat the crap out of this Cartman kid. Who the hell is he to think he can say all of these things? My faced just burned up, but I calmed myself down, looks like there are some kids that are keeping that racist guy off of us. Wait, how did I get so angry? I never felt this way before. I guess to protect my best friend.

"Well Isabella, I think we need to grab some lunch."

"The next time that guy comes, I think he will get a taste of what a Fireside Girl can do!"

A rather normal meal was out (Baljeet working on Buford's assignments in exchange for bully free day, Ferb being stoic, Isabella chatting with her friends, and I am sketching the idea for the lockers.) Out of nowhere, a flash outside was so bright, I got temporarily blinded as I was facing the windows in the cafeteria. The next thing I see is parts strewn about and an orange parka badly burnt outside.

"Oh my God, Normbot killed Kenny!" cried the guy in the brown jacket.

"You Bastards!" shouted Kyle (or what I deduce is Kyle).

The rest of the cafeteria didn't seem to mind and resumed eating and gossiping. Well, it didn't seem important anyways. Back to the qualm about lockers…

And another school day passed without much significance. That guy in a brown jacket though went up to me at my locker and said, "Sorry about Cartman earlier man, I really apologize about that. You see, he is mentally unstable and likes to be that way, but he doesn't really mean it."

"Thanks, but just keep him out of the way please, anyways, what's your name? I'm Phineas Flynn."

"Nice to meet you Phineas. I am Stan Marsh."

A girl appears with a pink beret and a light purple jacket came by and asked Stan, "Did you choose anyone to go to the dance with yet?"

"Oh umm, not yet Wendy, I need to get some help from Phineas. Oh yeah, Phineas this is Wendy Testaburger. Wendy, that is Phineas Flynn."

"Oh you're that awesome kid that makes summer great? Cool, nice to meet you. Anyways, let me know Stan, because I am waiting."

I see Wendy leave, which left Stan and I standing there. I asked Stan,

"Looks like you want to ask Wendy out right?"

"Yeah, I just wanted to talk to you because it appears you have some troubles yourself."

"Am I that obvious?"

"It is especially if the whole school notices Isabella tagging along with you everywhere and you are not asking."

"I see, but do you think she likes me?"

"Hell yeah, anyone can see that! Why not ask her out?"

"Well, I have been hesitant, and I don't know if it is right to dance with my best friend."

"Do you care for her?"

"Ummm..."

"What did you give her on her birthday?"

"The best birthday bash the world has ever seen."

"Then stop right there, you do care for her. Why not just ask her out? What is the worst, she turns you down, but you are still friends."

"I guess so, well, you ask Wendy out and see how it goes."

"Me ask? Nah, no problem, we always go. It just seems more formal to ask."

"Cool for you, see you later then. By the way, who's Kenny?"

"Don't worry, you will see, he dies all the time for some reason."

Ok, that was probably the most awkward discussion I have had in some time. Not only is it about Isabella, it is about that weird incident. I need to keep my emotions and ear scratching in check because apparently, most people I asked including my brother are all cheering me on to ask Isabella out. But somehow, I never felt this way before. A sort of attraction to her beauty, her wonderful catch line, her wonderful curv… NO NO Phineas, don't think like that! But I don't feel like asking her yet. After all, the last dozen dances I didn't ask Isabella nor did she ask me. Maybe I should have paid attention to see who she was going out with.

A/N: For this story, this is mainly Phineas' POV. South Park will NOT be a major influence on plot (this is probably the first and last time Cartman is mentioned in this story).

Pairings so far: Ferb has gotten over Vanessa already and is going with Gretchen (not that I don't like Ferbnessa, but how can you date someone 5 years older than you especially if you're a kid?) Isabella may not have a boyfriend yet and Phineas certainly does not have a girlfriend yet. Buford is going out with Milly and Baljeet is going out with Ginger.

Let me know what you think, read and review. I have some projects to work on, so I might not update for a couple days.