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I remember the moment Minka stepped out of Phineas' apartment. I had just been so absolutely stunned. This girl was so beautiful, and Phineas had just been completely casually walking her out. And my mind went rampant… imagining what exactly he had been doing with such a girl. Of course, he had been doing absolutely nothing with her, and only thought of her as a friend. As usual. As the years had gone by, it had become the default that Phineas didn't really "get it on" with anybody. That wasn't even an option. Until…

"Ohhh no." I groaned. "Ohhh no. You slept with Mishti?!"

"I… I… I… I…" Phineas stammered.

We all glanced back at her, as she yawned and stretched her arms out in the bed. Jesus fucking Christ, she looked like a Victoria's Secret model.

"Well…" I noticed the boys were still eying our model. "Stop staring at her!" I growled at Phineas and Ferb.

"Sorry." Phineas whimpered.

"Ok, um… maybe you didn't actually sleep with her, you just… slept next to her!" That sounded like the stupidest thing ever, especially with a girl like Mishti, and with the fact that they were both in their underwear, but he had been so drunk, maybe he just passed out. I mean, it was Phineas. It wouldn't surprise me if he did wind up in a pretty girl's room and do nothing with her at all.

"That's what I thought, maybe… and then I found this." Phineas said weakly, and he gently put something into my hand. I opened it to… a crushed condom wrapper.

Ferb's eyes got wide. "Oh, shit! Phineas!" I exclaimed. "Where did you even get… you know what, I don't wanna know!"

"I was drunk, Isabella, I was really drunk!" He pleaded.

"Great, so you insult all of us, almost ruin Vanessa's wedding and force everybody to have to babysit you, and then, you sleep with Mishti!" I exclaimed.

"I'm sorry!" Phineas cried. "Nothing I said was true! I didn't mean anything! And… I don't remember any of it!"

"Hmm," We suddenly noticed Mishti was coming out of her sleep daze, as she shook her head and got up out of the bed.

"What's Baljeet going to say?" I whispered.

"I don't know." Phineas said weakly. "Nothing. He won't say anything, right?"

Ferb shook his head. "He's going to kick your ass, Phineas."

"What?" Phineas said, in fear.

"Good morning." Mishti smiled, walking to us. She was still wearing nothing but her lingerie, and it was so gorgeous too, jeez, I want a set like that. It was all black and lacy and made her perfect body look even hotter.

"Good morning, M-M-Mishti." Phineas couldn't even look at Mishti. He had turned violently red again, and was so embarrassed and terrified at the same time. Meanwhile, Mishti just looked completely comfortable, even with all of us here. I hate how some girls have that much self-confidence, while others are just a mess, like me.

"Wasn't last night fun?" She asked chirpily.

"Last night… f-fu-fun?" Phineas stammered back to her. Ha, any other guy would have had A LOT of fun with Mishti here. Instead, Phineas looked like he was going to keel over.

"Yeah. Great wedding! Tell Miss Vanessa I was happy to be invited." She smiled at us. "Well, ha, I've got to go back to my own room. Just give me two seconds, I have to re-dress." And she hopped into the bathroom.

"Oh my god." I exclaimed. Well, Mishti was acting exactly the same as always; sweet and chirpy and sultry. She wasn't embarrassed at all, nor was she showing any kind of interest in Phineas. "Phineas?" He, on the other hand, looked like he was going to pass out. "Phineas, get dressed! Trust me, a lot of people we know are here, we don't want this getting around."

"You want me to lie? Isabella, I'm not good at lying or keeping secrets!" He cried.

"Who cares?" I exclaimed. "If this gets out, I'm not going to be the one in hot water, you will."

"Oh, my head!" Phineas cried. He looked like he was going to start banging it against the wall again.

"Well, I need to get dressed too." Ferb said.

"Fine, fine!" I said. "You all get ready! I… I don't know what to do!"

I really didn't know what to do. I couldn't believe this. I had to help him out though. This was a very sticky situation to be in. First of all, it didn't matter whom it was with… if Phineas Flynn had a one-night-stand, everyone would find it hilarious. And he really didn't need any teasing right now. Second of all, Mishti was not a good person for him to have slept with. At all!

Mishti stepped out of the room and fluffed her hair. "Well, I…"

"You need to go!" I declared.

"Ok." She shrugged. She ran her hands through her hair.

"Mishti, go!" I exclaimed.

"Why do you three look worried?" She asked. "Is something wrong?"

"I don't know. It could be." I said.

"Alright." And she left.

"I'm gonna be sick." Phineas said loudly.

"Relax." Ferb said.

"I… oh my god… I… she and I…" He really did sound like he was going to be sick.

"Boys, please change." I said.

"Ferb, tell me I didn't sleep with Mishti! Tell me I didn't!" He cried.

"Phineas, pull yourself together!" I exclaimed.

"KILL ME!" He cried. Ferb did the only logical thing; he slapped him. "Thanks. I needed that." He said weakly.

"I am going to step outside, you two will put on real clothes, and we will go downstairs. That's it!" I said sternly, and I stepped out.

What a moron! I could only hope Mishti didn't say anything to anyone.

"Hey Isabella!" At that moment, Buford came walking down the hallway. Oh, because that's who we needed right now. "Whatcha' – "

"Shut up!" I said, frustrated.

"Why do you seem so irritated?" He asked. "Hey, is Phineas ok?"

"I… I have no idea." I said weakly. Phineas and Ferb came out at that moment. Phineas seemed really on-edge. "You be the judge."

"You alright, dude?" Buford asked. "I've never seen you get so wasted."

"I'm gonna be sick." He repeated.

"Oh dude… did you go puke somewhere? We should never have left him; everyone thinks he's so brilliant, but really, he's nothing without the four of us. He probably did something stupid." Buford said.

"Yeah, I did." Phineas said sadly.

"Oh, great! What was it? One time, I tried to order Slushy Dawg delivery… and I dialed my grandmother instead. Fuck, was she caught off guard by that one."

"Buford!" I stamped my foot.

"Seriously, what did you do?" He asked. "Tell me."

"I… I…"

"He 'got laid'." Ferb said simply.

Buford burst out laughing. "No way! Phin, this is the best thing that could have happened to you, trust me. Unless she was hideous. Was she hideous? This was a really full wedding; I didn't really scope everyone out."

"Oh… that is not the problem." Phineas whimpered.

Buford rolled his eyes. "Grow up, Phineas. So you had a one-night-stand, big deal. Everyone does it."

"Except not everyone does it with their friends!" Phineas cried. "Oh… crap!" He said, as he realized that was a pretty critical piece of information to leak.

"Wait… who did you sleep with?" Buford exclaimed.

"I can't… Isabella, you tell him." He whimpered.

I groaned. "He slept with… Mishti."

Buford covered his eyes with one hand. "Dinnerbell… you… shit… Mishti?!" He cried. "Baljeet's going to kick your ass!"

Ferb nodded. "That's what I said."

Phineas looked back and forth between us like a frightened child. "No, no he's not… Baljeet never wanted to be anything more than friends with Mishti. Baljeet is in love with Ginger."

"Uh-huh." Buford said skeptically. "So let me remind you… how did you feel when you found out that Ferb had secretly been sleeping with 'your girl' Isabella, even though you were 'just friends' and you 'had no feelings' for her?"

Phineas gulped. "I… um… he…"

Ooo, we were all thinking it: Baljeet's going to DESTROY him.

Phineas covered his face. "This is so bad." He mumbled into his hands. "The only way it could be worse was if it was you, Isabella." Buford burst out laughing. Phineas' head shot up. "I did not mean that how it sounded!" He cried. "I mean…"

"You're not sleeping with my girlfriend any time soon." Ferb said seriously, but not at all harshly. I sighed. Stupid Phineas.

"No. It could have been Wynne. Or… Ginger." Buford started laughing. "Or… Vanessa!"

"Buford, be serious!" I declared.

"I am! Those all could've been worse. Instead, he managed to nail the most perfect girl in the universe." He said. "Unfortunately, Baljeet may or may not have told us he really has feelings for Mishti."

"What!?" I cried.

Buford shrugged. "So, you know, too bad, Phineas. Baljeet is going to kill you before anything can come out of this night in bed."

"Ooh…" Phineas groaned. "Why? Why did I…?"

"Sleep with her?" Buford finished. "Because she's fucking hot."

"But I would never…!"

"Nope. You've officially lost that excuse, Dinnerbell. I was right. You're just a much of a perv as the rest of us. I guess we just need to get you drunk to see it." He said.

"Why did you get so drunk?" I asked angrily.

"I never meant to." He said wistfully.

"You never drink." Ferb said.

"YEAH! So what?" Phineas yelled. "I never drink, I never swear, I never get laid! I get it! Maybe I was getting sick of being Phineas." He said sadly.

I hugged him. Poor Phineas. I never knew Phineas had as many inner demons as the rest of did. I came across as the beautiful confident leader and Ferb came across as this gorgeous cool ladies' man, but as we both knew, from being each others' confidants for years, inside was a desperate little girl and a quiet little boy who were so insecure from years of heartbreak. We had still put on the bright happy faces though. Phineas always had the brightest face in the room. Maybe that hadn't meant he was the happiest… maybe he was the most tortured. Not from the pain of love, but the pain of constant optimism, and obliviousness, and sweet innocence itself.

"Ok, so as of right now, the important thing is to make sure Baljeet doesn't find out." I said.

"Don't you think Mishti will tell him?" Buford questioned. "They're always together."

"I don't know." I said.

"Well, you don't tell us about every guy you're with." Ferb said, a little irritably.

That was true. Even Ferb didn't know about the guys I had slept with. Which, I guess, as my boyfriend, was irritating to think about. "Ok. You're probably right."

"I don't even know what happened last night!" Phineas exclaimed.

"Ok… first thing then… let's find Candace. She was the last one with you. Mishti wasn't even upstairs when we left." I said.

"Go, go, go!" Phineas cried. We all charged to the elevator, and out to the breakfast buffet, where everyone was. Everyone, as in… almost the entire wedding.

"Don't let Baljeet near you!" I cried. "There's Candace!" She was sitting with Jeremy and her mom and dad.

"Oh no…" Phineas backed away. "Ha… no, no… I don't want my mom to find out about this."

I couldn't even imagine that conversation. At all. Mrs. Flynn considered Phineas her baby, and despite all the accusations from Candace… She thought Candace and Ferb were much stranger than Phineas… Phineas was the good one.

"Shush… ok, she's getting up." I said.

The minute Candace was out of her table's field of vision, the four of us grabbed her so fast it was like a kidnapping.

"Aaahh, what is going on?" She exclaimed. "It's you guys. Figures."

"Candace, what happened last night?" Phineas exclaimed desperately, shaking her. "What happened last night!?"

"I'm pretty sure Ferb and the gang can tell you more about your drunken escapades than I can, little brother." She said, flicking his hands off like they were bugs. "I didn't think you would ever do something like that."

"I… I…" Phineas was having the worst day ever, which was saying a lot compared to what we had put him through before. Not to mention he had to deal with all of this with a hangover.

"I think what Phineas means to ask, Candace, is, what happened after he left us?" Ferb said gently.

"Jeremy and I brought him to his room. He was acting like a total idiot! And he kept trying to sneak back out. Wouldn't surprise me if he did. Maybe I should have stayed." Candace said guiltily.

"But if you two had stayed, he never would've gotten to do…" Buford trailed off awkwardly.

"What are you guys up to?" Candace questioned.

"Nothing." Phineas squeaked.

"Anyway, that's it. Your pretty little Indian friend came up just as we were leaving. She looked so beautiful last night, Phineas. I know you're the last person in the world to actually listen to love advice, but you should really grab her before some other guy does."

"He already did."

Phineas, Ferb, and I all gave him looks. "Buford, shut… up." I said loudly.

"What?" Candace asked.

"Nothing, nothing…" Phineas whimpered.

"You… no… wait, you… ha, ha… what did you do, Phineas?"

"I said NOTHING, Candace."

"I told you to stay in the room!"

"I was drunk!"

"You… slept with her!" Candace crowed softly. "Oh my god, this really was the wedding for drunk hookups! Oh ho ho… this time, Phineas, this time, I've got you. You… are busted. This isn't going to go away. Ha!" She started Candace-cackling as she left.

"She's going to tell everyone!" Phineas exclaimed.

"You don't know that…" I said.

"Bella," Ferb said. "It's Candace. And Phineas." SHOOT. She was going to tell everyone!

"Stop that redhead!" Buford cried, as we ran after Candace.

Candace seemed to realize we were chasing her, because she didn't stop at her table. She swerved, and in two seconds, we had lost her in the giant dining hall.

Phineas turned around. "Ferb, will you kill me now?"

"Ok, let's eat breakfast." I said. "You are probably so dehydrated." I said to Phineas. "And… um, all of us did… stuff… last night."

"EW." Buford cried.

I filled my plate. This bagel with egg and cheese looked like heaven right now. Instead of fixing Phineas' mess. Buford was right, really. Phineas was a wreck with the rest of us. I sat down next to Ferb and propped my head up with one hand. He gently brushed some hair out of my face.

"I've decided…" Phineas, along with Buford, sat down. "That this is a bad dream. Yup. It never happened. Any of it. And when I wake up, I'll just be at home. And when I'm like… 'Phineas, why did you have such a weird dream?' I'll just say… 'Oh, it was probably Isabella and Ferb next door again.'" I hit him. "Um, OW."

"Well, that proves that you aren't dreaming." I said.

"Actually," Ferb said. "It is possible to feel the sensation of pain in dreams."

"Great. Isabella, hit him again." Buford said.

"You guys are the worst!" Phineas said.

"No, you slept with fucking Mishti!" Buford said. "Get that in your head! YOU-BANGED-BALJEET'S-GIRL."

"Buford…" I said.

"You know that's why this is a problem." He said. Phineas covered his face.

"Hey, guys." Wynne and Kyle came over and sat down with us. "Guess what?" She said. "My roommate like, only just came back to our room. Not like I'm upset."

"Nope. We had our own fun last night." Kyle wiggled his eyebrows.

"Ew. Did everyone hook up with someone last night?" I exclaimed.

"Pretty much." She giggled. "Mishti most definitely did. She was still wearing her dress and her hair was a mess. Um… Is Baljeet accounted for?"

"Trust me… it wasn't Baljeet." I declared.

"Hmm… I wonder who it was then. There were some hot guys there last night." She said thoughtfully.

"Eh, I wouldn't classify him as 'hot'. At all." Buford said.

Ferb narrowed his eyes at him again. "Buford… what the hell is wrong with you?" I asked.

"Yeah, thanks Byoof. That's what I needed right now." Phineas said tiredly.

"What?" Wynne asked.

"I… oops." Phineas squeaked.

"You stupid boys!" I yelled. Every word that pops into their head has to pop out of their mouths. I wish they were all Ferbs.

"You slept with Mishti?!" Wynne exclaimed.

"No…" Phineas said, while practically tearing his ear off.

"Holy cow!" Kyle cried. "Up top, Red."

"Kyle!" I yelled.

"So… how was it?" He asked.

"Kyle!"

"Yeah…" Buford turned. "How was it?"

"I don't remember!" Phineas exclaimed.

"Great, you get in bed with the most beautiful girl in the world, and you don't remember. That is so Phineas." Buford said.

"Ew, you guys suck." Phineas groaned.

"Maybe we should ask Mishti." Wynne giggled. The three of them started laughing.

"No!" I declared.

"So… about killing me, Ferb?"

Ferb shifted his head. "I'm beginning to consider it."

"Phineas, you just need to relax." I said. "Let's go to my room, it'll be empty there."

"Ok… but what if…"

By the elevators, we ran into another awkward redhead. "Phineas!" Irving exclaimed. "I must say, this makes so much more sense. I mean, who would choose an Almordian Vanksloth versus Lump Sharkboard? He's always been the ladies' man! After all, he got Princess Arimea against all odds."

"You do know you're a grown man, right Irving?" I said.

"What are you talking about?" Phineas asked wearily. "Please tell me it's just Space Adventure and not…"

"You! And Mishti!" Phineas was going to faint today, at some point, I swear. "I'm sorry, Phineas, I shouldn't have been hitting on her, I didn't know she was your girl."

"She's not my girl!" Phineas exclaimed loudly.

"Hey!" I exclaimed. "That never stopped you from hitting on me!"

"Yeah," He rolled his eyes. "Because he never got that creative with YOU."

"How did you learn about this?" Ferb inquired.

"I kind of keep tabs on you guys." He said awkwardly.

"Stop with the fucking spy cameras, Irving!" I yelled. "Do you have a sex tape of them… of us? I will kill you!"

"No, no!" He shook with fear. "I only had one in the hallway. And no audio." He adjusted his glasses.

"Wait, so you can tell me what happened?!" Phineas asked, kind of excitedly.

"Sure."

He pulled out his laptop and showed us pretty clear footage. Candace was shoving a clearly drunk Phineas into his room, and like she had said, he looked like he wanted to escape, and at some point, Candace left. Then, we were staring at an empty hallway. Forever.

"OH GOD!" Buford exclaimed. "Something happen!"

"Fast-forward." I declared.

We forwarded the video until finally something started happening. Mishti was wandering the hall, like a lost child.

"Why is she…?"

"Umm, that might be my fault." Wynne said guiltily.

"Right." I facepalmed. "You sexiled her."

"She looks a little…" Kyle inferred.

" 'Yes, you can get drunk off of champagne.' " Buford mimicked Mishti in a girly voice. "Fuck! She was drunk last night too." He shook his head. "DUH. I should have known. Why else would she do someone like Phineas?"

"Hey! She wasn't that drunk!" Phineas declared indignantly. Every single one of us, including Irving, turned our heads to him and gave him such a look. "I… I should shut up."

Then, Phineas stuck his little head out his door, probably after waiting for Candace to leave. Mishti and Phineas spoke, and he looked upset. She patted him comfortingly, the way any of us would, and followed him into his suite; almost like she just wanted to make sure the drunk kid went to bed.

"That's it?" I asked. I don't know what I had been expecting. A wild, hot, passionate makeout in the hallway, leading to him carrying her into his room? Um… yeah, maybe I'm thinking about Ferb here.

"Well, something happened in there." Irving wiggled his eyebrows.

"Yup." Phineas said weakly. "With the wedding and the bar and the video… something happened in there. I… can't do this right now."

"Oh, Phineas." I said.

"No, really, I need to be alone." He sighed and walked away.

"Ferb," I said. "Keep an eye on him." He nodded and followed in that direction.

"Well, we've gotta pack and get out of here." Kyle said.

"Right. Ok, Wynne, check your room for Mishti. If she's there, try and keep her there! Kyle, do the same thing with Baljeet!" I said.

"Right!" She said. "Let's go!"

"Come on!" I said, pulling Phineas and Ferb with me. "Buford, stay there!" I called.

Irving had already vanished. I knew only one person could tell Phineas what happened last night, and that was Mishti. I guess I would have to find her after all. I didn't even make it to the elevator before I heard someone yelling my name.

"ISABELLA!"

"Addy?" Great. "Oh Ferb, just…" He nodded, and they kept going without me.

"Ok, what the fuck?" Adyson proclaimed angrily. "ONE boy for every girl, ONE! I don't care how smart and cute and awesome our guy friends are, ONE!"

"What are you yelling at me for?" I cried. "What did I do?"

"Not you!" She said, frustrated. "Mishti!"

I paled. I was right. No one could keep a secret. And it was spreading like wildfire.

"I guess I know how Ginger felt." She said angrily. "I thought she liked Baljeet!"

"We established she didn't like Baljeet, Adyson." I said.

"Yup. I think that's really clear now. Since she fucked Phineas!"

"Oh my god!" I exclaimed. "Be quiet!"

"I can't believe this." She said, as she walked with me. "He actually slept with her?"

"Yeah." I said.

We went back down to the lobby and were caught by most of the Fireside girls. The girls were giggling like maniacs, but stopped when they saw me. "Do you think they know?"

"Know what?" I said angrily. "About last night? About Mishti and– " The girls burst out into violent giggles again.

"Oh my god, oh my god!" Gretchen wiped a tear from her eye.

"I can't believe he…" Katie laughed.

"Well, she is Mishti." Holly said.

"I'm in pain." Milly wheezed.

"Weirdest… hookup… ever!" Katie declared.

"Stop it!" I exclaimed. "How do you all know?"

"It's… been getting around." Gretchen giggled.

"I just can't believe it." Adyson said. "I didn't think he would ever…"

"You're the one who wanted to hook-up with him!" I exclaimed.

"But… it's still beyond belief, Izzy." She cried.

"Isabella…" Buford came running up to us.

"Who have you told about Phineas?" I asked.

"No one." He said. "Ok… maybe a few people. Unintentionally."

"Buford." I groaned, running my hand down my face.

"Look who's coming our way…" Holly giggled. Who? Mishti? Phineas? BALJEET?

Nope. Ginger. Oh my god, Ginger. I had totally forgotten about her. She was clearly hungover, clasping a paper cup of tea, with the same sad droop to her. What exactly would Ginger think about this situation?

The girls couldn't contain their giggles. "Hi Ginger!"

"Why are all of you guys so giddy?" She asked. "Buford, I hope that it isn't about anything dirty."

"It probably is." He snorted. All the girls, even Adyson, started laughing at that.

"You guys!" I whined.

"What?" Ginger asked. "What?" Ginger was used to being left out of jokes or being the butt of them, so she was eagerly waiting to be let in on this.

"There has been an unexpected hookup." Gretchen said.

"Wait…" Ginger stared slowly at Buford and the girls laughing, then back at me. "What?"

"PHINEAS SLEPT WITH MISHTI LAST NIGHT!" Katie exclaimed. They all started laughing again.

"What!?" She exclaimed.

"Oh god," Buford laughed. "He was drunk off his ass, Candace brought him back to his room, I guess they met up along the way, she was sort of drunk too, and… he did her!"

"Buford!" I exclaimed.

Ginger's face, for the first time in forever, lit up and she started laughing too. "That's hilarious, oh my god! She slept with PHINEAS. PHINEAS." She started laughing more. Besides the pure absurdity of Phineas Flynn getting drunk and having a one-night-stand, and besides the pure absurdity that he had managed to nail the perfect Mishti Patel, leading to the weirdest hookup ever, Ginger had been so worried about Mishti and Baljeet… and it had ended up being Mishti and Phineas. That was the joke in all this.

Except… Baljeet was going to kill Phineas once he found out.

"Bella."

"Ferb!" I exclaimed. "Everyone knows. How's Phineas?"

"Um…" Phineas was biting at his nails and rocking back and forth. "Hanging in there."

"B-Ba-Baljeet… B-Baljeet… " He suddenly stammered like he was looking at a ghost. The ghost was our best friend, walking towards us.

"Where have all of you been all day?" Baljeet asked. "I have barely seen anyone. Not you four, not the girls, not the guys, not Ginger, not Mishti… why are all of you laughing?"

"No reason." Ginger giggled. "Bye sweetheart." She kissed his cheek. "The girls and I are going to go pack." They left, still giggling and gabbing.

"O… k…" He stared after her. "That was weird. She has not really been so happy with me this past week. Why is everyone acting so excited?" He looked back. "And they were not just laughing… they were laughing at you." He pointed at Phineas. "Is something going on?"

"Something… is… going on." Phineas said awkwardly.

"What?"

"Some stuff you just don't need to worry about, Baljeet." I said nervously.

"What?" He asked.

"Well, Ferb was right. Mishti doesn't tell him everything." Buford said.

"What?" Baljeet exclaimed loudly. "What do you know about Mishti?"

"Stop telling him everything!" I whispered. "He's smart. He'll figure it out."

"I'm not telling him nothin'." Buford said. "I'm just…"

"Would you two stop?" Phineas cried. "This is what I didn't want to happen."

"Wait a minute! Wait just a minute!" Baljeet seemed to finally have realized what was the, the um, hot topic of the day. "You," He turned incredulously to Phineas. "You did something, didn't you?" He stared at Phineas, trying to make him break under the pressure. And he broke.

"Oh my god, Baljeet, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to…"

"You- You kissed Mishti?" He shrilled.

"Uh, he might have done more than that." Buford said.

"BUFORD!" We all yelled.

"That time was an accident, I swear!" He said.

"Buford, what the fuck, dude?" I exclaimed.

Buford ignored me. "Now, here's the thing, Jeet…" He started.

"Um, yeah, Baljeet…" I laughed awkwardly.

"Oh, jeez…" Phineas looked really ill.

He gave us all looks and it clicked. "No… no?!" He said it in complete disbelief.

"Well, you did agree he needed to get laid." Buford replied. Ferb punched him. "Ow, man!"

"Yes… but not with her!" Baljeet exclaimed. We were sort of… drawing a crowd in the lobby at this point.

"Baljeet," I said sternly. "You don't like Mishti. You love Ginger."

"That doesn't mean my best friend can go and do her though!" He exclaimed, really loudly and out-of-character. Buford whistled slowly.

"Oh god." Phineas covered his face.

"Move along people, nothing to see here." Buford said loudly.

"Baljeet, it didn't mean anything, I didn't feel anything, heck, I don't even remember! I just woke up and I was lying on her shoulder!" Christ, like that statement is going to erase anything, Phineas.

"Sure, yup, perfect. I bet you wish she had just vanished like everything you make, right? So you would not get in trouble? You know, like how you – never – get – in – any – trouble!" Baljeet exclaimed. "Ha, have all the fun and no cleanup, RIGHT? That is our Phineas!" Oh Jesus Christ, this was getting ugly. "What is wrong with you?"

"I… I was drunk." He stammered.

"You were drunk! Yes, we know you were drunk, Phineas! We were the ones making sure you did not die of alcohol poisoning, or walk out into the street, or even merely embarrass yourself in front of your friends and family! And, I guess we really know now, between what he said and the rest of what he did last night, exactly how much he cares about his best friends!"

"Baljeet, no, I didn't mean to- "

"Stay away from me, and stay away from Mishti!" He said angrily, as he walked off.

"Holy shit." Buford said.

"Oh my god." I exclaimed. "I didn't think he'd be so, so, so… oh my god!"

"He HATES me!" Phineas cried. "Baljeet hates me!"