A/N

Hello Everyone. Yes, I'm alive.

I totally forgot about fan fiction. ._. And yet, my sister goes on it every day. Its sad…

My sister actually reminded me about my stories, telling me "Your worse at updating then me." I gave her the weirdest look and she reminded me of fan fiction.

I haven't been on since October. I kind of grew out of the computer, like a lot. I love playing on videogames too much to write. I started growing out of it over the summer, when I had summer school, and then, the school year came and I was like… 'Whatever, I'll right again.'

I've been on the computer, but not fanfic, since.

Then, my sis comes in and reminds me. Out of curiosity, I decided to look through my old profile and look over my stories. I feel like… Weird. ._. Like my stories are no good. I was actually just going to stop writing until this old story caught my eye. And how many favorites, reviews, and stuff it has. It scared me.

So I re-read it and… Well, I sort of remembered the idea behind it. Okay not really.

I then decided to bounce some ideas off my sister and we structured up this story. I may give it to her and just call it quits. She doesn't update that often, but she's on the sight at least and loves writing. I do it… I really don't know why I do it. ._. I feel good posting a chapter, but then I lose the will to write.

Whatever. I guess it doesn't matter. I'll write this chapter and we'll await the future. *shrug* I sorry for not updating sooner. I just don't like writing. In fact, if so many people didn't read this story, I'd probably would call it quits on everything. So yeah, sorry for the long wait. Incredibly long wait really. Try to enjoy and I'll decide hopefully soon enough if I wish to continue this story.

Ferb's POV

I dash across the ramp under hand and foot, struggling to keep up a pace while crawling on all fours like a hamster. In front of me, dangling just out of reach, was a delicious looking sandwich.

I hadn't had lunch yet, and the idea of taking a bit out of what looked to be a BLT with mayo was all too tempting.

I was currently running on a machine, a treadmill, struggling to get my treat dangling off the front of this, while enjoying a summer day in an oversized hamster cage.

It was just another seize the day, you could say.

Though I was very intent on getting my sandwich, voices to my right alerted of someone else in the area I was in. A red head and black haired dark skin male catch my eye and glance over in that direction to see my brother and smart friend Baljeet entering the room. A slam a hand onto a button to stop the machine I was one. Sandwich forgotten, I raise a hand up, letting my ears flick purposely in an animal way to seem more hamsterish. I couldn't quite hear what was being said, but I did notice expression.

As always, Phineas was looking bright and happy. Baljeet however…

I tilt my head a little, confused by what I see. Anger? Do I see that?

Before I could get closer to maybe here the conversation being talked about, my brother's retreating footsteps sound. I see him wave to me before he exit's the room through one of the many hamster tunnels we had built ourselves.

Silence fills the room briefly, and I didn't intend on filling it. Being a man of action, I didn't feel the need to speak unless prompted. And though I'm sure others would find the silence awkward, I didn't try to fill like Phineas would.

Just when I felt my hunger showing, and a sandwich calling out to me, Baljeet decides to make himself known.

"Hello Ferb."

His familiar, peaceful, non-threatening voice fills my ears. Now acting like a 'normal' human being, I sit on the edge of the treadmill, looking up at Baljeet. I see him cross over to me, smiling slightly.

There was no trace of anger in his eyes anymore, but they did seem distracted.

I decided not to question my smart friend about it, knowing him to be quite distracted with math most of the time, so I decided that was it. Instead, I give him a wave for a greeting.

He nods a little before looking away. "Um… Pardon me Ferb. But may I have this room alone for a bit. I'd love to try some equipment and not have eyes watching. There are other places to go if you want… So you don't mind, right?"

I gave him a long inquiring look. Baljeet though I would be judging? Meh, whatever. If he wants the room alone, he can have it I suppose.

I give him a thumbs up, my signature one, before leaving and going up to the tube my own brother had left out of.

Baljeet's POV

I keep on an innocent face until Ferb had left. Once he was gone, a smirk found its way onto my face. Foolish Ferb, he has no idea what I'm planning does he?

I suddenly blink in realization.

… Did I really just think that about Ferb? How could I, I didn't hate Ferb. It was Phineas fault. Phineas was the one keeping me away from my love. I reason.

… But he likes Phineas and supports him. He gets a more 'slight dislike-neutral' status. For now. Hard to say if he'll stay on my good side. I muse with a smirk.

Turning away from the hamster tunnel I make my way over to various exercise equipment around.

So much electrons… So much electricity to be used. It would be shame if something was to happen to make them… Short out…

The thought makes me snicker slightly to myself as I set to work. I fish out a box of matches in the middle of my work and set them aside for when I need to use it.

Isabella's POV

I'm beyond excited. My first actual kind of date was Phineas Flynn was about to happen. He was going to spend time with me alone. Dreams really do come true…

I couldn't help but notice that while I was in total bliss about the whole thing, Phineas was walking around with a straight face, acting like everything was totally normal.

I sigh at that, but do my best to ignore it. Baby steps here… Baby steps. Getting time to spend alone with Phineas was what was important right now. And-

"Hey Ferb!" My thoughts are cut off by Phineas' voice calling out to his brother.

Sure enough that green haired male appears and waves to us, coming right on over.

"Hey Ferb." I wave back.

"Hey Ferb. Isabella and I were about to bring some food down to shaving pen. Want to join us?"

Seriously? I means seriously… Why couldn't Phineas see that I want to be alone?

Before Ferb could respond though, I notice out of the corner of my eye Gretchen, second in command of my fireside girls troop, dashing over. "Guys!"

Phineas was the one to respond. "Gretchen, what is wrong?" He asked.

She gasped some before pointing to the exercise room in which I saw an all too familiar Indian kid come out of. With Gretchen too out of breathe to respond, Baljeet was the one to explain the situation.

"Fire!"

A/N

Cliffhanger… Yay.

Okay, again, not sure what I'm going to do about this story. I may give it to my sister. She's a better writer and she's on more. Its my choice, but you guys can tell me what you think. I wouldn't be offended if you'd rather have my sister write this. She actually really likes writing. I'm growing not to like it anymore…

Yep… Anyways. Later everyone.