A/N: Oh, my, goodness; it's been quite a long time since I've updated, hasn't it? I apologize; between senior stuff and school and the musical (that just finished, thank goodness) and my birthday, it's just been a complete mess trying to get anything productive done! I'll try not to leave it too long next time…I hope. Anyways, enjoy this next little one-shot, even if it is short. It takes place during the school year (which I think I already told you guys, but I'm going to remind you anyways) and contains hints of Ferb/Gretchen. Don't kill me hardcore Ferbessa fans.

That is all. Enjoy!

Maybe

"Hey Ferb!" cried an extremely cheerful and familiar voice. Ferb, who had been working on his homework at the kitchen table in silence, looked up only to see Isabella standing next to him. He raised one eyebrow.

"I believe Phineas is upstairs, if you were wondering," he said simply, turning back to his school work.

Isabella shook her head. "Actually, I wanted to talk to you, Ferb," she said, rocking back and forth on her heels innocently.

Ferb looked up suddenly, and couldn't help the look of surprise that passed across his usually stoic features. Isabella had never really sought out Ferb for a conversation before; the only time they had sort-of had a conversation had been last summer, on that small island, when Isabella had been crying because Phineas hadn't been paying attention to her. Now, Isabella was seeking him out? What on earth was going on?

"See," said Isabella, ignoring the incredulous look Ferb was giving her. "I was just wondering if you liked anybody, you know, in particular. Like, like-like someone."

Oh. That was it. Ferb subtly rolled his eyes. "Why do you ask?"

Isabella immediately backtracked. "Oh, no reason, I just thought I'd ask…for a friend." She smiled in a way that she probably thought was mysterious and turned to leave.

Ferb rolled his eyes fully now that Isabella couldn't see him. He knew full well what friend Isabella was talking about. And he also knew that Gretchen for sure didn't like him in the way that Isabella liked Phineas or in the way that his sister liked Jeremy.

However, he wasn't opposed to the idea of him and Gretchen…but not right now. Maybe later, when they were older perhaps. Maybe later, when he wasn't fawning over a girl who was much, much older than him.

Yes, maybe. There was a lot of promise in maybe.

"Isabella," he said, making Isabella stop and pause in the doorway. He smiled at her. "Maybe."