Author's Note: Hello again! Thanks again for all the feedback, everyone. Sorry this is so late, I've been working non stop this week. May be a while on the next chapter too because I'm going out of state for a few days soon. To answer the guest's question, YES, Doof will make an appearance! It may not be for another few chapters, but he will be in the story! A few years ago, I did see a small part of The Chronicles of Meap commentary, which I will use Doof's opinion of Ferb in this story. Does anyone know where to get that commentary bonus disc? Because it didn't come with my Very Perry Christmas DVD and I'm sad. So it'd be awesome if someone can direct me where to get it! Anyway, enjoy!

Thursday came along and Ferb could not relax the whole day. He was horribly distracted in all of his classes most of the day, not that there was anything super important going on before finals week. He was in his last class of the day, band, with Phineas and the others. There was absolutely nothing to do since their final was the last band concert of the year, but they still had to be there. He kept looking at his watch, disappointed each time when realizing only a minute or two had passed.

Phineas, Ferb, and their friends always sat in a circle in a corner everyday. Phineas noticed Ferb had been distracted-looking all day and kept frequently looking at his watch. It was starting to concern Phineas, so he casually slipped out of the heated conversation Baljeet and Isabella were having and leaned in closer to Ferb. "Hey, what's up?"

Ferb was so deep in thought that he almost didn't notice Phineas talking directly to him. He shrugged. "Nothing."

Phineas narrowed his eyes. "You've been off all day and always staring at your watch. Are you just that ready to leave?"

"Guess so," Ferb lied. It was a bad attempt, but the more he could stall, the more he could think of what exactly he was going to tell Phineas when he inevitably figured what was up. Phineas was oblivious, but not entirely oblivious to Ferb's actions.

"That's a lie, you liar, why are you lying to me?" Phineas fake-pouted. "Tell me what's up!"

Ferb groaned. There was no use in lying anymore, so he should just come right out with it. Phineas would be oblivious enough to not think much of the whole situation, probably. "I'm going out tonight to dinner with an old friend."

"Oh, wow, really?" Phineas exclaimed. "That's cool! Who is it?"

"Vanessa Doofenshmirtz," Ferb said very quietly.

"Aw, that's nice, I haven't seen her in forever! Well, tell her I said hi!" And with that, Phineas went back to listening to Isabella and Baljeet, who were getting pretty aggressive with their conversation.

Ferb thanked whatever god was out there that Phineas left the conversation at that.

Vanessa brushed her long, brown hair in the mirror right after blow-drying it. She didn't really know why she was getting ready so early, it was only 2:00 in the afternoon. Since it was her day off, she slept in until noon, got up, took a shower, and now was debating on what to wear. And that's when she realized she had no idea what to wear.

Are we doing casual or formal? Or semi-formal? she wondered. She shrugged and thought it would be best to just text him and ask.

"Hey, what are we wearing tonight?"

Almost instantly, she got a text back.

"Clothing, I would hope."

She rolled her eyes and groaned, but smiled at his comeback.

"Very funny. Not, Casual or formal or in between?"

"In between sounds fine."

"K- see you tonight. Xoxo"

"Until then."

Now that she had an idea of how to dress, she went over to her closet and opened the doors. Not everything in her wardrobe was black anymore, so this would still be a challenging decision. Semi-formal is like church clothes… what do people typically wear to church...

Eventually, she picked out a black, flowy skirt and a burgundy blouse. The shoes she picked out were just black flats- no heels for her that night. She also decided to go ahead and wear some jewelry, like a pearl necklace and hoop earrings. She kept her makeup fairly subtle, but wore a red lipstick to match her blouse. Makeup was something that she actually enjoyed doing. It was like an art, but for your face. In another life she thought that she could maybe be a makeup artist for movies. Just a thought.

Her phone buzzed on her vanity. She quickly went over to see who was texting her. It was another text from Ferb.

"Change of plans. Do you enjoy Ukrainian food?"

At the mention of Ukrainian food, Vanessa typed her reply so fast, it was probably already sent before she actually hit the send button.

"Yes. Yes I do."

"Perfect. See you then."

He didn't even have to say where to go, there was only one restaurant in Danville that served Ukrainian food. Vanessa was even more excited now with the promise of foreign cuisine. But now she had four more hours to kill.

6:00 rolled around and the two met outside the Ukrainian restaurant. Ferb was wearing black slacks, a purple vest with a white undershirt, and a black bowtie. He even brought a single rose to give to Vanessa when she appeared.

"Aww, how sweet," she said as she took the rose. "And you look very dashing tonight."

Ferb tried his hardest not to blush too much. "And you look very ravishing, yourself."

Vanessa smiled. "You always were quite the gentleman. Glad to see that hasn't changed."

"You know, I even meant to give you that rose years ago, as well," he said. That was the main reason he brought her a rose tonight, since he couldn't do it all those years ago in Paris. He wasn't really sure why he was telling her this, though. It was in the past, after all.

"Really?" she asked. "When?"

"Back in Paris," he admitted.

"Ohhh, right! Sorry for taking off in a hurry, my dad suddenly showed up, so I went with him." It's really sweet that he tried to give me a rose back then…

"That's alright. Now I'm finally able to give it to you."

She smiled as she looked at the rose. "Thank you, Ferb. Shall we go inside?"

Ferb nodded. "We shall." He motioned for her to go inside as he held open the door.

The two were directed to their table and given two menus. The waiter took their drink orders and left them to decide what they wanted to eat.

"Order whatever you like," Ferb said.

"Oh, no, that's okay, I can pay for myself if you want," Vanessa said, clearly flustered.

"Please, I insist," Ferb said, not willing to take no for an answer.

"Well, thank you again," said Vanessa. Now she was having a hard time deciding if she should get what she really wanted, or try and go cheap.

"Don't be afraid to order what you really want," Ferb said behind his menu.

Vanessa stammered for a second. Did he just read my mind or something? "I-I.."

"I can tell you want to try and go cheap, but you really don't need to," Ferb said. "Just get whatever you want the most."

And with that, Vanessa got exactly what she wanted with no further questions asked. After they told the waiter what they wanted, they got down to catching up some more.

"Phineas says hello, by the way," Ferb said.

"Oh, nice, tell him I said hello, too," said Vanessa. "Dang, I haven't seen him in forever either. Candace got married, right?"

"Engaged. She'll most likely be getting married next year."

"That makes sense. I'm happy for her. She and Jeremy are good for each other."

"He definitely knows how to deal with her neurotic tendencies," Ferb said after taking a sip of his drink. "But those neurotic tendencies made her a star in law school."

"That does not surprise me at all that she went into law," Vanessa laughed. "What about Phineas? Are he and Isabella together yet?"

"No," Ferb sighed. "He's so dense sometimes, I swear. As if Isabella hasn't been trying her hardest to give him the hint, I've been trying, too."

Vanessa chuckled. "That oblivious, huh? Poor guy. Can't even see what's right in front of him."

"Yeah. Poor thing.." Ferb trailed off as he studied Vanessa. The way her hair flowed down in front of her shoulder. The way her lips moved as she talked. Even the way she sipped her drink was worth noticing. Ferb had secretly become a master at staring since most of the time it looks like he's staring into nothing anyway. But he felt creepy doing that too much, so he decided to keep the conversation going. "You mentioned you've been single for a couple years. How did the last relationship end, if you don't mind talking about it?"

"Nah, it's fine," Vanessa said, placing her chin in her hand. "Well, it was with this guy named Monty. We dated for a long time, really. Like, for about 4 years or so. It ended pretty mutually. We sort of fell out of love, I guess." She started absent-mindedly twirling a strand of her hair. "It really sucked… When you're with someone that long, it hurts to end it, even if it's for the best…" she fell silent for a second. "But, life goes on."

Ferb nodded. Although he had never been in a relationship before, he can only imagine how hard it must be to break up with someone after spending years of your life with them.

"And then before that, I dated this guy named Johnny for almost a year. He was a real jerk, though, it wasn't a huge loss," she went on. "Those two were pretty much my only serious relationships."

Probably not your last, Ferb thought.

Shortly after, their food came out and they ate like kings. Once they were done, Vanessa leaned back in her chair, content and full.

"Thanks again for dinner, Ferb. It was so good," she said.

Ferb gave a thumbs up. "My pleasure."

"I really like hanging out with you, we should do this more often. I don't mean take me out to dinner and pay for it all the time, but just hang out and talk."

"I'd like that," Ferb said. I'd really like that.

"What do you say we hang out at my place next," she suggested. "My roommate is gonna be out of town in the next couple days, so we don't have to worry about bugging her."

Ferb could have absolutely taken that the wrong way, but he tried really hard not to. "I'm free this weekend."

"I get off at two on Saturday, wanna come over around that time? You can meet me at work and I'll drive us there."

"Sounds good."

"Then it's another date!" she said cheerfully. "Oh, and let me leave the tip. I want to feel like I actually contributed to this."

Ferb chucked softly. "Fine by me."

After paying their bill, the two went back outside and walked over to Vanessa's car. The sun had gone down about a half hour ago and the street lights had come on.

"Hey, do you want me to give you a ride home since it's dark out?" Vanessa asked.

Ferb shook his head. "I rode my bike here."

"Well, lucky for you I have a bike hitch on the back of my car, so you should still let me take you home," she insisted.

Ferb didn't see much use in arguing, so he obliged. It wasn't like he was complaining, anyway, being driven to his house by the woman of his dreams for years. Nope, no complaining there. So he hitched the bike onto the back of her car and made his way to the passenger side.

"I just don't feel comfortable with people going home alone at night," Vanessa said. "I think I remember where your house is. Maple Drive, right?"

Ferb nodded. Vanessa's car was very clean on the inside, as opposed to other cars of his friends that he's been in. Cough Buford cough.

The drive was pretty silent, but the two of them kept sneaking glances at each other without the other noticing. He really is pretty handsome, Vanessa thought. It's a shame he's a bit younger.

Vanessa pulled into the Flynn-Fletchers' driveway. "So I'll see you Saturday!" she said as Ferb stepped out of the car.

"It's a date," he said before shutting the door and unhitching his bike. She pulled out of the driveway and waved goodbye.

A date… Another date.