A/N: Welcome back, readers! This one's more of a character analysis of Isabella. I went to my neighbor's wedding recently, which got me thinking about what love really is. This is my thoughts put into the language of Phineas and Ferb fanfiction.
"Why don't you just give up on him?"
The question asked by so many; her friends had all asked at one time or another. Besides Buford and Baljeet, of course. Oh, and Ferb too, though the first two simply didn't think along those lines. Ferb was more of the type that would stand by your side, silent but still managing to bolster your confidence. Isabella had learned that firsthand on the Island.
Oh, the Island.
Disappointment was the first emotion that came into her mind. She'd been deeply, deeply disappointed about it all. Even Phineas had figured out that saying the word 'Paris' in her presence was a bad idea.
Of course, that wasn't the only emotion.
As she replayed the memory of the Island back in her mind, the disappointment faded into thankfulness for the green-haired Brit who knew how to listen. He'd known exactly what to do to help her realize...
All she'd wanted was a romantic moment with Phineas. She wanted him to stop trying to find a way to get off the island before the day was done and watch the beautiful sunset with her. That was all, nothing more.
And then it happened.
Never, in her wildest dreams had she thought Phineas would give up. Ever.
It was then all her other emotions would shrink to specks as Isabella realized what love was all about.
It was more than desire.
It was a promise. A promise to never, ever give up on one another, no matter how hopeless or desperate the situation became.
It was for this she gave the sunset up.
All throughout middle and high school, people would ask her why she didn't just give up on him. And she would answer the same way every time:
"Because I love him."