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Phineas walked in between the two, hands up defensively,

"Hold on, hold on. What are you talking about, Buford? We have room enough for everybody here," he explained. Buford crossed his arms,

"Yeah, but she's always around. She's gonna stick out like a sore thumb the whole night, and it's not like I want to hafta to go easy on her playing video games or somethin', you know?" he countered. Baljeet quickly added,

"I have to agree with Buford. If she wants to, she could easily spend the night with other friends, from the Fireside Girls' troop."

"I don't have to go anywhere!" Isabella remarked, outraged. She didn't have to be excluded from a simple sleepover. And she surely wasn't going to turn down an invite from Phineas, especially one like this!

"That's not necessarily fair, Baljeet," Phineas began. Isabella smiled. See? Phineas wanted her here!

"...but I...respect that you wanna have a 'guys only' night, so maybe that's a good idea," he continued, turning to Ferb, "What do you think, Ferb?"

Ferb glanced at his brother, then at Buford and Baljeet, and then back at Phineas. He gave a simple thumbs-up, and Buford punched a fist in the air.

"YES!" he exclaimed, "Looks like a majority vote kicks you out, girly! Find something else to do tonight, 'cause you ain't gonna be here!"

Isabella put her hands on her hips, turning Phineas around to face her,

"What the heck, Phin? Why can't I stay, too?"

Phineas frowned, replying quietly,

"Well, if half the people here are going to be complaining about it all night, that's no fun. Plus, it's less food to make, and less of a burden for my mom. You understand, though, don't you, Izzy?"

Isabella frowned, her arms falling to just dangle at her sides. Phineas wasn't even gonna stand up for her? Not that she needed anyone to do that for her, but still!

"Oh...uhh..." she stuttered, "Yeah, sure. That's fine. My mom probably will be expecting me home soon, anyway, so..."

She quickly bowed out and made her way to the front door.

"See you tomorrow, guys!" she said quickly, and then shot a glare at Buford, adding,

"And you better be prepared, big boy."

And with that, she was gone.

Ferb shot Phineas a look, which he didn't catch, and the boys started talking amongst themselves. Ferb made his way into the kitchen, informing their mother about the status for the night.

"Oh, Isabella went home?" Linda asked, surprised. Ferb nodded. Linda peeked into the living room, and then turned back to her step-son,

"Well, there's snacks in the cupboard, and plenty of juice and soda in the fridge. And you boys all know where the frozen stuff is-"

"Of course."

"Then I'll just leave it to you. Your father and I will probably go out and see a movie after I take the pie out of the oven, so you boys be sure to behave, okay?"

Ferb shot her a thumbs up, and walked back into the living room, coming right up next to his brother.

"I'm just sayin', there needs to be some hardcore gaming goin' down tonight, or else!" Buford remarked, and everyone collectively agreed.

"And maybe some extreme laser tag?" Phineas added.

"And then a movie or two?" Baljeet added, as well.

"And then we'll just stay up until we pass out. Perfect night, if you ask me," Buford finished.

Ferb tapped his brother on the shoulder, saying,

"I don't mean to interrupt, but Mum said they'll be leaving to see a movie later tonight, so we'll have the house to ourselves soon enough."

"Sounds like a perfect chance to play a mean game of laser tag," Baljeet remarked, and it wasn't long before all the plans for the night were arranged.

"I can't believe him! What is wrong with that boy? How dense can he possibly be?"

Isabella stomped over to her house, and slammed the front door as she walked in.

"This is stupid! Ridiculous! I shouldn't have to put up with this!" she growled, making her way upstairs to her bedroom. Inside, her dog, Pinky, lay in her dog bed near the door, sleeping... until Isabella slammed it open forcefully, nearly scaring the poor thing to death.

"Oh! Sorry, Pinky!" she said, turning quickly to pick up the tiny dog. She cradled it in her arms and sat on the edge of her bed. She sighed,

"What's wrong with me, Pinky? Why hasn't Phineas gotten a clue yet? After the whole incident last year, he was always happy to see me, but now he doesn't even want me to hang out with all of them..."

She put her dog on her bed and wiped her eyes.

"I don't know for sure, Pinky...but I keep thinking... maybe I should just..."

She took a deep breath,

"Give up."

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