They caught the bus downtown. When they were near the theatres, Ferb asked another question. "Where would you like to eat? I would recommend the Italian place a block away from the theatre." Adyson smiled. "That sounds great, Ferb."
The couple entered the restaurant, were seated and perused the menu. "Have you decided?" The Brit inquired. His date nodded. "I'll have spaghetti and meatballs." Ferb smiled and nodded. The waiter appeared. "Have you decided what you would like?" The green-haired teen placed his menu to the side of the table. "She'll have the spaghetti and meatballs, I'll have the fettuccini alfredo."
Adyson looked across the table at Ferb. "So, tell me... is Phineas really oblivious to Isabella or not?" The Fletcher lad silently chuckled to himself. "Obliviousness is a two way street when it comes to those two, and they're travelling in the same direction." Adyson's eyes went wide. "Really? You think that Isabella is oblivious?" Ferb nodded then she continued. "What about Phineas, is he oblivious?" Ferb looked at her with his eyebrow raised and a 'You've got to be kidding me' look on his face. "Definitely."
Their food came and they started eating. Adyson grew up in a house where everyone participated in dinner conversation. She tried in vain to start a conversation, only to get one word answers or a shoulder shrug in response. "People are supposed to talk over dinner you know." She said matter of factly. Ferb looked directly at her, put his utensils down and blinked. "What would you like to talk about?" The brunette sat gape-jawed for a moment. "How's school. You're going into highschool next year, what courses are you planning on taking?" She said, exasperated. I'm not going to ask him about the weather ever again. She thought. The green-haired teen pondered her question for a moment. "Well? Ferb are you going to say something." He narrowed his eyes slightly at her. "I was formulating a response. School is unstimulating and I'm not going to highschool next year. I'm planning on studying abroad." It was her turn to sit in silence. "I agree school is boring, but to leave home? What about everyone?" She asked. The Brit shook his head. "It was decided that I'd receive more of a challenge if I were to take my studies elsewhere."
Adyson glared at him. "You don't have to be rude about it." Ferb sat back and crossed his arms over his chest. "I'm not being rude, I'm merely stating a fact. That's why I don't say much, no one wants to have an in depth conversation about something. They just want to talk to hear the sound of their own voices, because of that, I'm constantly interrupted and..." He shook his head and looked to his plate. The brunette's eyes went wide, it took her a moment to realise what he was trying to say. She now wanted to hear the end of his thought. "You're constantly interrupted and..." She trailed off hoping he'd finish. The green-haired lad looked up at her. "...and made to feel as though my thoughts and opinions don't matter." he finished.
Adyson reached across the table for his hand. "I'm sorry Ferb. It's just that Phineas and everyone..." She looked into his eyes and saw the wisdom hidden within, she then continued. "Phineas and everyone just say what's on their minds without really thinking things through." Ferb shook his head. "Phineas has to think out loud. When he's planning something big he's constantly moving or fidgeting with something and talking... the excessive talking. As he does this, I'm jotting down key points and filling in the blanks. What no one knows, not even Phineas, is that I've come up with a few things of my own." The brunette sighed, she had no idea. No one had ever given him the chance to put his ideas forward, not even his brother. Ferb waited a few moments to see if she would say something to him. When she didn't he said "If you still want to catch the movie, we should start heading to the theatre."
Ferb paid the bill and they headed down the block to the movie theatre. "What movie did you have in mind?" He inquired. Adyson looked at the movies available. "Well, there's an adventure, a comedy, how about we see the romantic comedy?" Ferb shrugged his shoulder and got two tickets for the romantic comedy. "Would you like anything from the concession?" He inquired. She shook her head.
They found some seats and waited for the movie to start. Adyson sat in silence watching her date. She wondered what other secrets he held. "Ferb?" He glanced over and raised an eyebrow at her. "Have you ever had a girlfriend before?" She asked him and got a confirmation nod in response. "Anyone I know?" He shook his head, then leaned in to whisper to her. "It doesn't matter, I'm here with you." He then kissed her on the cheek.
The movie started and Adyson was beginning to doubt her choice. She should have chosen the adventure Ferb would have liked that. She thought, or we could have seen the comedy flick. We both would probably have liked that one. Before she knew it she was leaning her head against his shoulder and Ferb rested his head against hers.
As Adyson was starting to enjoy the movie, Ferb shifted in his seat and placed his hand on her cheek, he then leaned in and kissed her. Her arms went around his neck and she let him deepen the kiss. Suddenly she pulled away and sat facing forward. Ferb sat back in his seat and leaned against the opposite arm rest.
After the movie, they waited for the bus home. Ferb stood stoically and Adyson looked around nervously. "I just wasn't expecting that." She said. "Don't get me wrong, that was a wonderful kiss. I just don't know what to think right now." The brunette finished. Ferb stood still for a few minutes longer.
The bus showed up and took them within walking distance of Adyson's house. Ferb walked her to her door. "Goodnight Adyson." He said, then started to turn away when she called out to him. "Ferb?" He turned back and she stepped up to him. "Thank you." She said and initiated a kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck and his arms wound their way around her waist and he kissed her back.
Ferb walked the few blocks home, opened the door and made his way upstairs. He entered the room he shared with his brother and changed for bed. It was somewhat early, only 9pm, but he wanted to relax and read for a while.
Phineas came into the room. "You missed the event of the millennium Ferb. We saw two stars go super-nova. For some reason, the recording device I tried to hook up didn't record. Then the whole thing just evaporated into nothingness.
"Excuse me boys," Lawrence said as he knocked on the door then entered. "Phineas, can you excuse us for a moment, I need to talk with Ferb." The red-head left and the patriarch of the house sat down on his son's bed. "Ferb, I need you to pack a suitcase immediately. You'll need to have enough clothes for two weeks. Don't forget to pack formals. You've got ten minutes to be ready." Ferb blinked then did as requested.
Once packed Ferb brought his case downstairs, his father grabbed it and tossed it into the car. "Get in, we have to leave now." Phineas looked between Ferb and his father. "Where are you going, and why are we all not going?" He inquired. Lawrence looked to his step-son sadly. "Ferb and I have to take a bit of a trip, we'll be back in a couple of weeks."
Linda watched as her husband and son drove away. "Where are they going Mom?" Phineas asked her. She looked to her son with tears in her eyes, then hugged him tight. "Mom?" He asked softly. "They're going back to England..." She sobbed. Phineas had a feeling that there was more to that statement, but he couldn't bear to see his mother cry, so he didn't ask.
Over the two week Spring Break everyone who visited with the Flynn-Fletcher brothers noticed that Ferb was absent. "Is something wrong?", "Where's Ferb?", "If he's gone on vacation, why didn't you go with him?", were some of the questions asked that Phineas didn't have the answers to.
The Monday after Spring Break ended Phineas was back at school, along with his friends. Ferb was still in England, but he no longer attended class on Mondays.
When Phineas got home from school he went to his room to start his homework. Ferb was asleep. Candace tip-toed into the room and tapped her brother on the shoulder and motioned him to come into the hallway. "They just got home a few hours ago. You have to stay quiet and let him sleep. Dad said he'd be down for dinner. I don't know about Ferb though." She said.
Linda was in the kitchen cooking dinner for her family, she looked happier than Phineas had seen her in days. "Is everything all right?" He inquired. She smiled as she hummed a tune. "Yes dear. Everything's just fine."
Lawrence stumbled downstairs for dinner. "Hey Dad! Where did you and Ferb go?" Phineas finally had the opportunity to voice the question that he'd been waiting on. Lawrence looked to his son. "Ferb and I had to go to England to visit with family, Aunt Charlotte passed away." The red-head looked puzzled. "Who's Aunt Charlotte?" Lawrence sighed. "Ferb's mother's sister." He said quietly.
Tuesday morning the boys got up and got ready for school.
Ferb went to his locker and was cornered by Isabella and the rest of the Fireside Girls. "Where have you been?", "Why didn't you say you were going on vacation." He looked directly at each one in turn then replied. "I was in England, but not on vacation. Excuse me." He said as he closed his locker and made his way to his classroom.
At lunch, Adyson caught up with him. "Why Ferb? How could you?" The thirteen-year-old sighed and looked at his lunch. "I really did enjoy our date, Adyson." He said. She shook her head. "I shouldn't even be talking to you, I'm so mad. I just want to know why you kissed me the way you did then leave town for two weeks. TWO WEEKS!" She cried. Ferb shook his head. "It's not what you think. I wasn't home an hour before I was told I had ten minutes to pack." He replied softly. "LIAR!" She screamed at him, then got up and walked away.
Ferb took a walk around the school, he didn't want to see, or talk to, anyone. He arrived back at his locker to retrieve what he needed for the afternoon when he saw Isabella and Adyson talking with Gretchen at her locker. The tall brunette came over to him. "I'm sorry Ferb. I had a great time on our date as well." The other two girls' eyes went wide. "DON'T EVER TALK TO ME AGAIN!" Adyson shrieked as she slapped him across the face.
Ferb slammed the locker door shut and started to make his way to his classroom when Gretchen ran up and tried to keep step with him. "She's just upset." The tall teen stopped mid-stride and looked at the second in command of the Fireside Girls. She could see the red mark on his cheek where Adyson's hand connected, she could see the hurt in his eyes and she could also see that he was trying desperately to hide all emotion. "I have to get to class." He said, voice strained.
Ferb took his seat and started working on his assignments for the afternoon.
After the teacher gave a short lecture on 'The States and Their Capitals', everyone was to start a research project to correlate the States, Capitals and any or all landmarks. Ferb asked if he could use the washroom.
Ferb made his way down the hall and into the lavatory. As he was washing his hands Phineas walked in. "Hey bro." The younger one greeted. The tall one nodded in reply. Phineas looked at the sink. "Although Isabella and most of the others have asked what happened to you, I didn't say anything. I mean... Aunt Charlotte was your aunt, not mine. It's really up to you if you're going to tell everyone, or anyone for that matter. Though, if I were you, I'd at least tell Adyson. She deserves the truth." The green-haired teen clutched onto the basin and hung his head. "I wanted to tell her, she never gave me the chance." He whispered and did everything in his power to shut his emotions down. Ferb stood up straighter and looked at his brother. "I don't care if she never wants to see me again. The whole thing is a waste of my time." He said evenly, then returned to class.
