Yay, work on story numero 3 of the day, I'm trying to catch up on Nanowrimo Goal: Get above 40,000 today. You all get to benefit from the whole thing.
Ten thousand feet in the air… (AKA In an Airplane)
"Phineas." Isabella said quietly, "Do you really like me?"
"Of course, were married are we not?" Phineas beamed.
"Yea, but I don't know, I seem to be a little different than normal."
"I noticed. But you know what I still love you all the same."
"Are you sure?" Isabella asked.
"Yes, I'm sure." He said firmly.
"Well, I'm not sure, we dated for 5 years, and I waited so long. I just wonder if you married me to get it over with you know?"
"Not really. Are you sick, you aren't saying what normal Isabella would say." Phineas said gently.
"Yes, I'm fine! I just am string to wonder about us, I don't know, I guess the stress is getting to me, or maybe the altitude."
"Perhaps…" Phineas said as he looked out the window into the dark clouded sky, it seemed as if it was an ominous foreshadowing of what could happen, to the boy, or Ferb, or even them.
"Phineas, what did happen with Ferb and your father?" Isabella asked tenderly.
"Well, around when I was 13 or so, Ferb, Mom, Dad and I went out to eat. We were celebrating Ferbs early acceptance to Harvard…"
"He got accepted to Harvard at 13!"
"Yes, though they wanted him to finish his schooling with all the bases covered you know. So anyway, Mom and I went home early to check on Perry, because he got a bit of home sickness and wrecks the house when ever where gone. (*Note* Perry died of old age last year in this story.) So after an hour of being home we started to get worried then we received a call that Dad had been shot. We ran to the hospital and only got to see him alive for a few minutes before he died. He was always supportive of us and as soon as he died, a sadness and seriousness came over me. I became more focused on work and not projects. Ferb was never the same. He left a few days after. I just woke up and he was gone. Never saw him since. I did here him mumbling in his sleep the night after that it was his fault, which it wasn't but I guess he took it personally, the fact it was a celebration for him. My remaining question is though why would some one want to shoot my Dad?"
"I don't really know, but I think this journey may help us find out. About Ferb, about your Dad, about everything." Isabella consoled.
"One can hope I suppose." Phineas said as his face grew dim.
Thinks were staring to get weird for the 2, Isabella had irrational emotions and Phineas seemed to be lost in his past. Both noticed the others emotions, and both wanted to help the other. The problem however with 2 stubborn people who are in love is that their willing to do almost anything for the one they love…
