So luckily I haven't been struck down by a lawsuit yet but once again just in case, I don't own Phineas and Ferb. Also, for this story, I decided to use both Phineas and Isabella's POV's. Hope you like it!

Isabella's POV:

Isabella walked down the same road she had for the last couple summers of her life again to greet her childhood crush for another day of summer.

"Hey Phineas, whatcha dooin?" Isabella said playfully.

"Hey Izzy!" Phineas responded from across the backyard.

I love it when he calls me that.

"We were just packing up all this junk with our 'Pack it up tightTM' blaster." Phineas said as he walked up to her.

"TM?"

"Yeah me and Ferb liked the name so much we got it copyrighted."

"Fancy. What does it do?"

"It packs any group of items it blasts into a box! Right now we're just using it to help clean out the garage."

"Well let's go see it in action!" Isabella said, running toward the strange device. As she got closer Buford, who was running the machine, stopped her.

"Back away," Buford groaned, "Only professionals can handle machines like this."

"So I'm assuming you're a certified 'pack it up tightTM-ologist?" Isabella responded with her arms crossed.

"Of course I am! It runs in the family!" Buford said matter-of-factly.

"Riiiiiiight." Isabella chuckled as she watched Buford pull a lever which shot a beam at a pile of Capri pants. In an instant the pile became a box way smaller than the pile was.

"As I said," Phineas chirped from behind, "It 'packs it up tightTM'"

"You said it." Isabella looked toward the barrel of the machine, now strangely rotated toward her and Phineas.

Pack it up…. tight.

Isabella slammed down the lever.

Phineas' POV:

Phineas had no idea what had happened. One moment he was just standing in his backyard doing his normal thing, and now everything was pitch black. He found himself in a very tight position, and his body instinctively latched on to the warm object he was next to.

W-What… where am I?

Phineas still sat in silence, as he heard distant voices from somewhere.

"A-Am I, packed in a box?" Phineas asked himself out loud, as he still held onto whatever was next to him. "Well, it's a good thing I have my flashlight bracelet on."

Phineas uncomfortably moved around so he could turn on his flashlight, still staying close to whatever he was packed in with. As he tried to find the on button Phineas started to wonder what he was latching onto.

It doesn't feel like a pillow or anything. It's soft, it's got a strange shape, and... it smells like strawberries.

"Ah there we go!" Phineas exclaimed as he found the on button. He pressed it and looked upon the object that was next to him.

"H-Heya Phineas…"

Isabella's POV:

For the 45 seconds Phineas was holding Isabella, she couldn't have been happier. She really had to restrain herself from cuddling back. Unfortunately all good things must come to an end, and soon Isabella found herself literally face-to-face with an extremely confused Phineas.

"AH! Sorrysorrysorry! I'm so sorry Isabella I didn't know!" Phineas squeaked as he launched himself backwards, which didn't really do anything and the two still sat right next to each other.

"It's ok Phineas!" Isabella quickly reassured, "You didn't know."

"S-Still though," Phineas apologized, "If you had told me I would've definitely stopped."

"Trust me Phineas, I'm fine." Isabella sighed dreamily.

I can safely say that pressing that lever was one of the best ideas I've ever had.

Now the two just sat there awkwardly, one trying to stay as far away from the other as they could, and the other not letting go without a fight. They stayed like that for a while, until finally Phineas asked,

"So uh, shouldn't someone have found us by now? We should just be sitting in a box in the backyard. It's not like anything's stopping them from opening the box."

"I'm not too worried… I'm sure they'll come eventually." Isabella responded. She was enjoying every second of this, and she wasn't about to complain about no one coming to save them.

Well, since I've got the time.

Isabella flung herself forward and landed on top of Phineas.

"Whoops!" Isabella chuckeld, "My bad!"

"I-It's all good Isabella!" Phineas stuttered, Isabella noticed him blush

Both just layed like that for a while, Isabella barely containing her squealing.

"S-So… u-uh are you just gonna like, stay there?" Phineas murmured.

"What?" Isabella sighed seductively, "Do you not like it?"

"N-No! I l-like it! It's just uh…"

He just said he likes it!

"Well, if you like this," Isabella whispered, "I'm sure you're gonna like…" She leaned in for something she had been wanting to do for a long time.

"W-What?" Phineas whispered.

The duo got closer, and their faces were a couple millimeters from the kiss of the century when suddenly,

BANG

Light engulfed the two as they looked up to see the source of the interruption.

"Hey lovebirds," Buford bellowed, "Pie's ready whenever you want it."

It took the couple a second to realize what that meant, as they both sprang out of the box.

I WAS SO. CLOSE.

Phineas awkwardly walked over to the Pie table, and Isabella stood in place for a couple seconds, contemplating the last couple minutes. Suddenly out of nowhere, Ferb appeared beside her and said,

"I tried to give you more time, but Buford kept insisting that he didn't want, 'Nobody doin' any funny business without protection.'"

Ok so maaaaaybe K is stretching it a bit. Still hope you enjoyed it though, and if you can, review and let me know how I can improve! (Also for legal reasons no, "Pack it up tight" is not actually copyrighted.)