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108. Phinabella, Future, Romance (requested by GTS)

"So, Isabella," Phineas scratched his head, nervously. "I've been pondering this for a while: will you marry me?"

He received no response. "Isabella? Isabella?"

"Isabella!"

"AHH!" The girl jumped up in surprise.

"What were you daydreaming about?" Phineas asked, concerned.

"Oh, nothing," Isabella replied, trying to hide a blush.

"Just the future."