A/N: Yeah...I'm doing a double update here, so if you want answers on why I haven't been posting or answering PMs, read the next chapter's A/N.

Word: ghost

Requester: Tokka invent BeastyRavens

Age: 21ish


"Phineas, this is a bad idea," I said nervously. "This dorm is off-limits for a reason."

"Isabella, I don't care what dorm it is," Phineas said, determined. "Buford hid my sketchbook in there, and I'm going to get it!"

"But it's the middle of the night!" I hissed, the shadows on the walls dancing ominously. My stomach dropped down and my heart shot to my throat.

"So we don't get caught."

"Phineas…" I took a deep breath and finally admitted what a good former Fireside Girl always tried to hide. "I'm scared."

He stopped dead in the middle of the hallway, his hand reaching for the dorm's doorknob. His fingers nearly brushed the sign reading DANGER: KEEP OUT hanging on a nail. "I don't think I've ever heard you say that, Izzy," he said softly.

"I...I can't help it," I whispered. 'Everyone always talks about the ghost that lives in this dormitory. It's the reason why every former inhabitant has disappeared."

"Disappeared?"

"In 1907," I began, "a boy names Jim Fisher lived in this dorm alone, back when this was an all boy's college. Two days after moving in, he was just…gone. He fell off the face of the earth." I stopped.

Phineas looked at me. "What else?"

"Well," I rubbed by big toe on the carpet and blushed. "That's it. They closed the dorm down because it had faulty wiring."

Phineas stared at me like I was insane. "Wait…you said Jim Fisher, right?"

"Something like that, yeah."

"You couldn't have meant Jerry Flynn, could you?"

"Yeah," I admitted. "That could've been the name. Why?"

Phineas busted out laughing. "Isabella, Jerry Flynn was my great-grandfather!" He chuckled. "He didn't disappear; he couldn't pay the rental fee for the dorm and moved in with his mother!"

"So…there's no ghost?"

"Not today, Izzy," he smiled and grabbed my hand. "Now c'mon; let's go get my sketchbook!"

And he pulled me away.


"You were right, Ferb," Buford busted out laughing when Phineas and Isabella were out of earshot. "That was the perfect way to get Phineas to hold her hand!"

"Genius," Baljeet said in awe.

Ferb grinned. "Hey, you hid the sketchbook, Buford. I just gave you the idea."


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