Phineas and Ferb

The Talk

Chapter 3: It's Only Natural

Disclaimer: Phineas and Ferb does not belong to me.

After he had his pizza dinner and was given a ride home from his dad, Phineas decided that it was time for him and Isabella to have a bit of a talk. It was in no way meant for him to yell at her. He just wanted to see where their heads were at, so they could figure out where they should go. With permission from his family, he walked across the street over to Isabella's house and knocked on the door.

He waited a couple of moments before Vivian finally opened the door. "Oh, hello Phineas. What a nice surprise. I can't believe how tall you've gotten."

"Thanks, Mrs. Garcia-Shapiro. Listen, is Isabella home? There's something I really want to talk to her about." He said shyly. "It's very important." He tried to make it so she wouldn't figure out what he wanted to talk about. But somehow, Mrs. Garcia-Shapiro knew, since it was the same thing Isabella wanted to talk to Phineas about.

"Oh, really? Well, she's in the backyard." But she wouldn't let Phineas know that she knew. She simply led him into the backyard to find Isabella sitting by her pool. "Isa! Phineas is here to see you!" Isabella looked up from the pool and saw him walking towards her. As Vivian left, Isabella contemplated getting up and running away. But it was too late, as Phineas had already taken a seat right next to her.

"Hi, Isabella." He said calmly, once again trying to find a comfortable spot to sit in.

"Hey Phineas." She replied back, kissing him. "What are you doing here?"

"Well, to be truthful, I came over because I wanted to talk to you about something."

"Oh. OK. Well, what did you want to talk about?"

"I-I don't know exactly how to put it." He was struggling to find the words to use to talk to her about it. He was stressing over it and he just wanted to get it out so he could calm down.

"Is it...about us?" Lucky for him, Isabella almost always seemed to know what he was thinking, even when he didn't say anything.

"Yeah. How'd you know?"

"Because, well...you know how I've been acting a bit strangely around you for the past few weeks?"

"Do you mean all those remarks about my posterior and your somewhat wild behavior which makes you say things you don't want to say?"

"Yeah?"

"Then, yeah."

"Well, I had a talk with my mom about it earlier today."

"Really? That's so weird, because I just came back from having a talk with my dad about it. And do you know what he said?"

"He must've said the same thing my mom said to me, that we're both going through a change called puberty. And she also said that this change was perfectly normal and a part of growing up." Phineas looked up from the pool towards his girlfriend. "Yes, I told her about everything that's happened between us."

"I told my dad too, and he said the exact same thing."

"So I've been out here for the past couple of hours, thinking. I've been thinking about how things have been going between us. I've been thinking that I've been doing nothing but making you feel uncomfortable to be around me. You know, considering all I've done."

"I-Is that what you think? Really? You really believe that's all you've done?" She nodded hesitantly. "Well, you're wrong. Isabella, for the 3 1/2 weeks we've been together, you've helped me travel through dimensions, make a healthy brand of pizza, you've helped us save this planet from utter destruction...heck, you were there when I was convinced Candace didn't like me or Ferb. I mean, sure there were times where I was extremely uncomfortable and unsure what you were going to do next, but if I were to stop being your friend just over that, what kind of person would I be?"

"Not a very good person, I assume."

"Exactly. The rewards outweighed the risk. I-I just wish I understood these feelings even more. That talk with Dad really helped, but I'm still a bit confused."

"If it means anything to you, I really am sorry for making you feel uncomfortable around me."

"That's OK, Isabella. I know you weren't out to hurt me. You were just acting on impulse."

"I know, but it wasn't in good faith. Especially considering the fact that you really don't like when I..." She wasn't exactly sure if she should say it or not. "...touch your butt."

"Well...yeah, I didn't like it."

"Didn't? What do you mean, didn't?"

"While Dad was driving me around the block, I had a lot of time to think about our time together. I still remember the first time you did it. It was our slumber party, I was completely naked, and you were in a frenzy. And when you squeezed my cheek, I felt embarrassed all over. My face went red, I started sweating, I was nervous all over. But..."

"But what?"

"After I had time to think about it, I realized that when you did what you did, I felt...I felt good."

"You...did?"

"Yeah. It's so weird, but I felt such a rush! It was such an amazing feeling that I had, and I loved it so much that when I went to bed that night, I had non-stop dreams of you doing it over and over again. And it was like...the more you did it, the more I wanted you to do it."

"Does this mean you're not mad at me?"

"Nope."

"And you actually like it now?"

"Not just like it...I love it!" He said as he and Isabella stood up, and they embraced each other. "I really love it! It's one of the best feelings I've ever had!"

"I'm glad to hear it. I was so worried that you'd hate me and not want to be around me anymore."

"Nonsense. You're my best friend. You might be devious and wild at times, but how could anybody overlook your sweet, cute, innocent side?"

"Aww, thanks, Phineas. Oh, by the way," She pulled slightly from the hug to look at him. "The phrase 'junk in your trunk' means you have a nice butt." She explained to him, proceeding slowly to grab his left butt cheek. This time, instead of stressing out about it, Phineas took it with a laugh.

"Wow, I never imagine that that would feel so good." He chuckled, referring to the fact that she was once again touching his butt. "Boy, have I been missing out." He buried his head into her chest as they continued hugging for the next few minutes. After that, they pulled away so he cold speak up again. "By the way, Isabella. If you ever need to borrow a pair of Bongos, you can ask me."

"You have a pair of Bongo drums? I didn't know you played the-" She was confused until Phineas pointed to his own rear end, and instantly, she knew what he meant. "Ohh. OK." And then they hugged again for a few more minutes. All the while, Isabella kept her hand right on his butt.

"So...let me ask you something, Phineas. Do you...do you have the urge to...do what I've been doing to you to me?"

"You mean like make remarks about your rear end and annoy you to no end about it? No, not really. Why, is that a bad thing?"

"I don't think so. I was just curious, is all." They broke off from their hug. "So now what should we do? I mean, it's not like we can just go around town in public and have me fiddle with your body parts."

"That's true, and I certainly don't want to feel like I have to give up making each day the best day ever with Ferb."

"I'd never ask you to do that."

"Oh I know you wouldn't. But I just don't want to feel that way. There has to be a solution that benefits both of us, where you can control your impulses without feeling deprived and I can enjoy them and not be freaked out." Both Isabella and Phineas thought on this for a long moment. They really wanted to make these new feelings of their works without concerning those around them and making each other uncomfortable. After a few moments of thought, Phineas finally devised an idea. "I've got it!"

"Got what?" Isabella asked as Phineas pulled out a very tiny computer chip. "What's that?"

"This, Isabella, is a small microchip. I designed this a few years ago in your image."

"How is that gonna help us?"

"Well, I'll show you. Just give me a few minutes." He ran back to his house quickly, ran up to his room, grabbed his toolbox, and ran back to Isabella's. Then he got to work on the chip. Much hard work and sweat later, he was finally finished. "Tonight, before you go to bed, make sure to put this right over your bed."

"How come?"

"Once you do, it'll project an image of you sleeping peacefully in your bed."

"Wait, why would I...oh I get it. You want to ask me to sleep over at your house, don't you?"

"Well...yeah. Do you want to?"

"Sure, that sounds great. But then why do I have to put this-"

"'Cause I don't want you to tell your mom about it. I'm not gonna tell my parents or Ferb about it either. Just put that over your bed and come by at about 8:30. Make sure to sneak in through the bedroom window."

"OK, but why shouldn't I tell Mom?"

"Just trust me on this. OK?"

"OK, Phineas. I trust you." She said reluctantly as she embraced Phineas again. "I'll see you tonight, then."

"See you tonight. Oh, and I promise that I won't snore too loudly so you can get some sleep."

"On the contrary, Phineas, it's the very sound of your loud and seemingly obnoxious snoring that sooths me to sleep. So you don't have to worry about that." She started walking back towards her house. "Bye Phineas!"

Later that night, at about 8:20, the whole Flynn-Fletcher family were settling down for bed. Linda, Lawrence, Ferb, and Perry were already asleep. Phineas, however, was wide awake. He was working on a small device; it was a small gray box that had an antenna with a ball attached to the top. The bottom of the device was sticky, so when Phineas finished with it and threw it up towards the ceiling, it stuck up there with ease.

Just as he was settling in and was about to turn on his device, he heard faint knocking by his window. He went over and opened it to find Isabella there. "Hey Isabella. Glad you decided to come." He said as he helped her in and kissed her.

"Well, I gotta admit that I'm a little uneasy about tonight. What are you up to, Phineas?" She asked, stepped into the room and climbing onto Phineas's bed. "And what's that on the ceiling?"

"I'll show you." He pulled out a remote and pressed a button, activating his device. In seconds, it shot out a light blue, transparent shield around the bed. "See, anybody who's outside of this force field and tries to look in our direction will only see an image of me sleeping like a baby. They won't see you at all."

"They won't?"

"Nope. That's why I didn't want you to tell your Mom, and that's why I didn't tell my parents either."

"But...aren't you comfortable about...your feelings now?"

"I am, but I figured it was too early to get our parents involved. Now come on. Get comfortable." He reached into the drawer next to him and pulled out a strip, one of the strips his father had given him earlier in the day. He placed it firmly over his nose and laid down on his stomach, preparing to enter the land of dreams. Isabella pulled up right next to him and attempted to go to sleep on the pillow. But Phineas wouldn't have it. "Isabella, don't sleep on that pillow."

"Why not?"

"It's much too soft. Wouldn't you want something firm and hard enough to rest your head on?"

"Hmm, I guess you're right."

"There should be another pillow by the edge of the bed." Isabella sighed and went to the other end of the bed. In desperate search of a pillow, she was disappointed when she didn't find one. Phineas was a bit frustrated that Isabella wasn't catching on to what he meant.

"Phineas I don't see another pillow." She said. Now, it was Isabella's turn to be the oblivious one.

"Are you sure? Maybe it's on the bed somewhere."

"Phineas, I am sure as heck that I do not see another pillow here!" She was becoming upset now. Phineas was also becoming upset. "The only things I see on your bed are me, these blankets, and you turned on your stomach-" And as soon as she almost fell over on herself and placed a hand on his behind to break her fall, it all became clear to her. "Ohhhhhhhh. I get it." But hesitant to follow through with his intentions, she crawled right back up to him. "But Phineas, I'm not so sure if I want to do this."

"Why not? You said it yourself: Using my butt as your pillow gave you the best night's sleep you've ever had. Don't you want to sleep well?"

"Yes. But are you sure that you're comfortable with letting me do this? I mean, I know you said you liked it and that you wished for it even more, but..."

"Isabella, don't worry about it. Just take your pillow and go to sleep. You'll be fine tomorrow. Just relax and enjoy the night." He said as he kissed her again, and then settled in onto his pillow, closing his eyes, and beginning to fall asleep.

"I don't know, Phineas. This is a really nice gesture of you, and I thank you for caring so much. But, are you absolutely sure you want to do this? You can back out still and I could go home? Phineas?" She looked over to her side, and saw that Phineas was fast asleep, snoring loudly like an animal. Granted, thanks to the strip, his snoring wasn't as loud as it usually is, but it was still pretty darn loud. If it weren't for his sound-proof force field, so that no sound could travel out, his stepbrother along with his parents would be easily annoyed. Isabella was amazed at how quickly he fell asleep. "Wow, Phineas doesn't mess around. He's a heavy sleeper."

Knowing that there was no way he'd be waking up anytime soon, she reluctantly decided to head back down to the other end of the bed and take her spot. Hesitantly, she slowly placed her head on his rear end and closed her eyes. But after not feeling comfortable, she sat up and patted both his cheeks a few times before putting her head back down.

But after still not being able to get comfortable, she finally decided to do something she'd never done before, something she thought she'd never want to do. She pulled down his pajama pants so his butt was exposed. Finally, after resting her head on his rear end, she felt at peace. She felt relaxed. She knew she'd be able to sleep this way. Isabella was taking full advantage of a nice gesture he was offering her, and she was loving every single second of it. Allowing the sounds of Phineas snoring to sooth her and the fact that she was resting her head on his butt enlighten her spirit, she finally drifted to sleep.

The sun was sprouting through the windows of the Flynn-Fletcher home the next morning. Everyone in the house was still asleep, including Phineas & Isabella. They were both greatly enjoying their period of sleep. Phineas was still totally out cold (with his pants down, of course), snoring a bit loudly, and Isabella was feeling like she was in paradise. With her head resting on his left butt cheek, and her hands resting nicely on his right cheek, squeezing it slightly, nothing could disturb her peace and tranquility. Not even the fact that his snoring had gotten considerably louder since the moon was up, (Though still, it wasn't nearly as bad as it would be if Phineas wasn't wearing that strip on his nose) and the fact that he was now lying in his own drool could dampen her mood. The only thing that interrupted her sleeping was the blistering sun.

The sun got into her eyes, so she sat up, and rubbed the sleep out of them. She looked over at Phineas's clock, and saw that it was already close to 7:30. She yawned and stretched her arms out, but before she got out of bed, she took out her cellphone and took a few quick pics of Phineas's naked butt, and saved them. Then she stood up and got out of bed. The force field was still on, so nobody even suspected a thing. As she tried to make her way out of the window, Phineas awakened as well.

"Isabella?" He asked, noticing that she was leaving. "Where are you going?" He sat up and stretched himself as well before noticing that his pajama pants were down. "And why am I naked from the waist down?"

"Um, yeah, sorry about the naked part. I couldn't get comfortable with your pants on. So, I thought that if your butt was exposed, I'd have a much easier time falling asleep. Turns out I was right." She explained. "And I'm leaving because it's 7:30, and I wanna get home before my mom suspects something." Before leaping out the window, she stopped herself and went back to the bed to console Phineas. "But before I do, I wanna ask you something: Why'd you do this? I mean, really, why?"

"Because...because I thought if I did this, then maybe we'd have a better understanding of these new feelings for each other. I don't know. I guess I thought that if I did this for you, then you'd have a better way of controlling your urges, you wouldn't outburst at random times in public, and you'd be able to control your impulses."

"You did this all for me?"

"Of course. There isn't anything I wouldn't do for you. Why? Did you not like it?"

"No, I loved it! Thank you so much!" She went up and embraced him warmly, while also not hesitating to reach down and grab & squeeze his right butt cheek. And as soon as she did that, Phineas instantly felt relaxed. He opened his eyes widely for a moment, but then they closed halfway as he let out a huge sigh.

"Ah, that feels so good." Phineas said, a bit hunched over.

"Glad you like it."

"And I'm glad you enjoyed your sleep."

"Enjoyed it? Phineas, that was the best night's sleep I've ever gotten in my entire life! Thank you!"

"You're welcome. Say, you wanna do this again tonight?" Upon being asked that question by Phineas, Isabella pulled away slowly from the hug.

"Do it...again? Tonight?"

"Yeah? You want to? It's totally fine by me. You'd just have to make sure not to tell anybody."

"Um, I don't know. Are you sure you'd be OK with it?"

"Totally. Like I said yesterday, Isabella. Every time you touch my rear end in any way, I get such a rush through my body. It's one of the most amazing feelings I've ever had, and I don't want to lose it. And I don't want to deprive you of your urges and desires."

"Well, when you put it that way, I guess I can't say no."

"Cool. So you're coming?"

"Sure! I'd want nothing more than to be able to sleep next to that big butt of yours!"

"Awesome. And how about tomorrow night?"

"Wait. Tomorrow night, too?"

"Isabella, we can do this as many times as you want. This "puberty" stuff is gonna take years and years to complete, so we have as much time as we need. You can come over and use my butt as your comforter as often as you like."

"You'd seriously let me come back every night just for this?"

"Yes. Yes I would. And if there's ever a night where you can't make it for any reason, or you just don't feel comfortable doing it, just let me know. OK?"

"Phineas, you're the best." She leaned in and kissed the side of his forehead.

"I try. But...before you go, and before we make this official..." He slowly led her to the window, but wouldn't let her go out just yet. "You have to make a few promises to me first."

"Promises? Like what?"

"Well, 1) I'd like it if you would take down those pictures of me naked that you posted on your Twitter account. I'm really embarrassed of those."

"I don't see what you could be embarassed about, but if you're serious about this, I'll respect your wishes." She pulled out a cellphone, went to her Twitter account and instantly deleted the pictures off her account. "There. Done."

"Thanks. 2) If you absolutely have to...or even want to take pictures of me, whatever the case is...could you not spread them all over?"

"OK. But could I at least keep them for my own pleasure?"

"You can take as many pictures of me as you want for your own enjoyment. And 3) Could you keep the bragging about my cuteness in public to a minimum? You know, like, back off on the slapping my butt part or talking about it? I don't mind it when it's just the two of us. Heck, you can do whatever you want when we're alone - you can make jokes and comments about my butt, you can touch it, slap it, tap it, whatever. Just not in public, OK? I'm not ready for that, yet."

"Sure, Phineas. Whatever you want."

"Are you sure you'll stick to these promises?"

"Absolutely. But Phineas, now could you make me a promise, too?" Phineas nodded. "If I happen to slip up for any reason, and I make a comment about you with people around, and you know that I will, could you just try and not get so uptight about it?" Phineas opened his eyes a bit at this comment. "I mean, you get tense when I do that, and even though it makes your butt look really attractive, too much just turns me off. So could you try and at least not freak out if I happen to mess up once in a while?"

"Of course, Isabella. Just as long as it doesn't happen all the time. Now you better get home before your mom suspects anything."

Before leaving, Isabella opened her arms one more time for a hug. "One more for the road?" She asked, and without hesitation, Phineas and Isabella embraced again. Before they departed, Isabella reached down and grabbed both of his butt cheeks, and she squeezed them as hard as she physically could. This caused the boy to sigh even more deeply than before and relax himself as his eyes closed a bit more and he sunk a bit in her arms. They stayed like this for a good, solid 10 minutes. Each minute, she squeezed just a bit harder and Phineas relaxed just a little bit more.

"Wow, this is unbelievable." He said in a very relaxed, sort of spaced-out kind of way. His eyes began closing all the way.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" She waited a few moments for an answer from Phineas. But instead, all she got was some snoring from him. She looked down to see that the squeezing of his butt cheeks had actually relaxed him so much that he had fallen asleep. "Phineas? PHINEAS!" She shouted. He snorted, opened his eyes, and then looked up at her.

"What? What? Did I fall asleep?"

"Yep. Apparently, you got so relaxed that you fell asleep. Cool! Now I know how to put you to sleep if I want to. It really loosens you up, doesn't it?"

"No doubt. I've never felt this way before. It's remarkable that the very thing you're doing that once grossed me out and haunted me to no end is actually keeping me calm and loose. Now I wish you didn't have to go."

"Oh, but I do." She said, slowly letting go of him and taking a hold of his face. "But I'll see you later when you and Ferb come up with your summer day project. And then I'll see you back here tonight." She said, kissing his forehead and then his cheek. "Bye Phineas. Love you."

"Love you too." He shouted back to her.

"Oh, and put some pants on before somebody sees you!" She shouted back to him before she rushed back to her house. Noticing that he had his pajama pants still off, he rushed to change back into them, turn his force field off, and pretend like he was sleeping.

And so, the crazy saga between Phineas, Isabella, and the wonderful beauties of the human body continues. Though their logic on puberty and the changes a kid goes through and not completely accurate, and their approach is one of a crazy stature, their hearts are in the right place. Their feelings for each other, and for themselves continue to develop as they experiences these changes, as they experience life, and as they experiences the events of their continuously amazing summer.

The End.

Well, that's it. Oh, and I know what you're thinking, and yes, the morning part takes place during the episode "Confrontation", and they didn't do it during "Resolution". But they started back right after that, and that's how it'll be until I say different.

Now, like I said before, I wrote this for the sake of writing it. If you don't like it, don't read it, and certainly don't post flames. If you did like it, please feel free to review it. Until next time, America.