Hi! I'm baaaack! I can hardly believe that I have 50 reviews; you guys are amazing! =) Anyway, I'm not too fond of this chapter, but I needed to write it to get to the next chapter, which will probably be the last. Please enjoy and tell me what you think! =D

Disclaimer: I do not own Phineas and Ferb


Phineas hardly noticed how fast the time had gone by when Ferb came into their room, rousing him from his daze. Last he'd checked, it was mid-morning, but now the clock ready 5:00 PM. Ferb flicked off the TV that his brother had been staring at half-heartedly and began his mission to get Phineas up and moving.

"Ferb, I was watching that!" Phineas complained when the screen went dark.

"What was happening?"

"Gee... uh… I don't know." Phineas scratched his head, realizing that he really hadn't been paying attention to the TV, for all the time he'd been staring at it.

Ferb shook his slightly and grabbed the other boy's arm, hauling him to his feet. "I think I have something that will cheer you up."

Phineas just stared off into space and sighed. "I'm not in the mood, Ferb. Can't I just be alone for a while?"

"You've been up here alone for a good six or seven hours; I think you've have plenty of time to yourself."

"But…"

Ferb gripped Phineas' arm tighter. "I'm not letting you mope around any more. You're going to feel better, trust me."

Phineas let his green-haired brother pull him out the door, though not before Ferb ensured that Phineas was dress and his hair was combed. Phineas didn't know what was going on, but he didn't have the heart to be confused and just went with it. I don't really care what happens, as long as I don't have to face Isabella.

His heart, and that lost thought, turned to ash when he found himself standing in the backyard, staring straight into his neighbor's pretty blue eyes.

Phineas whipped around to see his other friends gathered around, along with a variety of flashy machines that made their backyard look like an amusement park.

"What's going on?" he demanded of Ferb. "I-Isabella?" he stuttered, swinging back around.

The next thing he knew, he was in Isabella's arms, feeling her warm breath by his ear.

"I'm so sorry, Phineas," she whispered. "I'm sorry I blew you off yesterday, especially since I've been waiting for you to ask me something like that for so long, but I got confused and I didn't know what to do. I'm sorry!"

Phineas felt his heart melt as he hugged Isabella back. His heart was soaring across the Tri-State Area doing loops and twirls of joy. Isabella did want to be with him! He just barely prevented tears from coming to his eyes; even ten-year-old boys try to tough it out and not cry, even if they've had a super emotional couple of days.

When they finally broke their embrace, Phineas asked, "So this means that you will do something with me? Just the two of us?"

"Yes!" Isabella cried, ecstatic that he had forgiven her unusual behavior of the previous day. "Actually, our friends have prepared something for us."

Adyson stepped up and waved her arm dramatically. "United under a common goal, the Fireside Girls, Ferb, Buford, and Baljeet have created this theme park for your enjoyment!"

"Hey, how come my name has to be last?" Baljeet shouted out, but Buford silenced him by slapping tape over his mouth.

"We present to you," Adyson continued, "the I.P. Park! The I. and the P. stand for Isabella and Phineas, " she added with a wink.

Isabella and Phineas just stood for a moment, neither of them, but mostly Phineas, unable to take in their happiness and the overall bliss of the situation.

Careful not to let Isabella hear, Buford stuck up beside his red-head friend and whispered, "Come on, man, now's your chance!"

Phineas' mind immediately snapped back to focus. He was still nervous, but now he knew what he had to do to.

"Shall we?" he said, offering his hand to Isabella. The girl grinned so wide she thought her cheeks would get stuck and took her crush's hand. Together they entered the I.P. Park, which they found was filled with rides and games, all ready for the couple to enjoy together.