Chapter 11: Lost to the Real World

Isabella POV

I'm lying on a bed. An uncomfortable bed. I am in a sort of enclosed chamber. Phineas and Ferb spent several days playing this, and anylizing it, and even trying to make a portal gun like the one in it. They finally gave up and settled for buying a Weighted Companion Cube plush toy. It's Portal.

A robot voice greets me, then begins a long monologue. I decide to pick up the cup. I drop it and it breaks in 2. I hide the pieces in the toilet. No one will ever know.

The robot, unfazed, opens the chamber.


Ferb POV

"It's no use. The pathways are too tangled up."

"So they could be anywhere?" I ask.

"Yes." Replies Baljeet.

I might as well admit it. I've sent them to their deaths.


Phineas POV

I'm falling through yet another vortex. "Is this ever going to stop?"

Only now do I realize how much I miss Isabella. If only I had figured it out before we got separated.


I was sitting underneath the large tree in our backyard. Isabella appeared around the corner. "Hey, Phineas. I'd like you to meet my boyfriend."

BOYFRIEND? It was Ferb. He gave me a thumbs up.

"Ummm... that might explain why I hadn't seen you today."

I could see the look in his eyes as he read my carving. P.F. (heart) I.G-S. He was scoffing.

"See you later. We're gonna go see that new movie. C'mon, Ferb." And with that, they left.

I turned the blowtorch to the carving. And watched it burn.