Well, I'm pretty happy, like a record number of people started following this based on a kind of lame first chapter. Between this and Man Of Action, I'm pretty happy with my current stories. The chapters for this seem to be coming out pretty long. Cool.

"Cool Blue?" I laughed. "Men are so weird. What happened to your Irish soap? I mean, this is not a scent."

"Well, maybe men are too embarrassed to go around smelling like 'Strawberries and Vanilla'." Ferb replied.

I laughed again. He turned the shower knob. Ah… I closed my eyes as the hot water hit me and steam started to billow around. I loooooooovvvve shower sex. I love it. It's must be my top, or at least in my top three, places to do it. It's so hot, and clean, at the same time. I know some girls don't love it like I do, or like it at all. Adyson hates it after an unfortunate, but kind of funny story where she, sort of, fell out of the tub. Ha. I don't know, maybe she doesn't have the skill. Anyway, Ferb would never drop me. Ferb's a strong guy; he's been able to hold a girl in his arms since he was like twelve, he's spent years doing manual labor and essentially building up his body and, oh man, I am melting just listing these things about him, and we've had a lot of… practice. Plus, Ferb's… stamina… is goddamn amazing.

Ferb nipped at my ear. "Mmm… are we actually going to take a shower this time?"

"Hey," I turned around. My hair was in a bun this time. Kind of helpful to not have a mess of wet black hair flopping all around. "Not until the fun part is over." I wrapped my hands around his neck. I kissed him passionately, pulling our naked bodies together, pushing my nipples into his chest. He gently pushed my head to the side, so he could start on my neck. "Mmm… Ferb." All the while, the shower was just getting steamier. He returned to French-kissing me and put one hand under one of my thighs, lifting that leg up. I responded by wrapping it around his waist. He backed up into the wall so I could jump up and wrap the other one around too. I angled myself right so he could slide into me, "FERRRB… " I threw my head back and moaned. He turned and pushed me against the wall. "Harder." I commanded hoarsely. "Faster." Oh God, did this boy know what he does to me? I couldn't see, I couldn't breathe, I couldn't think! It was just these tiny little words running through my mind as he thrust into me.

…love…Ferb…sex…kiss…Ferb…want…love…Ferb…need…hot…Ferb…good…love...Ferb…want…sex…Ferb…love…good…good…really good… FUCK…FERB… "OH GOD FERB!"

I opened my eyes. The water was still running and splashing on my face. "Ohhh…" I panted. I realized I had been digging my nails into his shoulders, but he didn't seem to mind. I untangled our bodies.

"You were screaming again." He teased.

"No, I…" Am I really that loud? Before last year, it had been sooo long since I had been with anyone. Then, last year, I was so terrified of being caught, and yet, there were still quite a few times where Ferb had to cover my mouth with a hand or his lips to shut me up. And, now, with me constantly riding him, I had the feeling I might be getting even louder. I decided to avoid the topic all together.

"Hmm, Ferb?" I asked sexily. "Cool Blue or Strawberries and Vanilla?" I held up the two soaps.

"I'll take my own manly soap, thank you."

I started laughing, as I soaped myself up with my own body wash. This stuff was nice, I brought it over myself. If no one was going to use it, it was going back in the so-called "Isabella drawer" the guys had given me in the bathroom. Aaah, nice hot shower, nice hot shower sex.

"Maybe you'd understand the men's scent more coming from…"

"A man's body?" I finished. "Ha, I'm sorry guy, I just showered." I said sassily.

"It's not like we'd run out of soap if you had to…" One hand was getting dangerously high on my body and one was getting dangerously low. "…shower again."

"Oh Ferb." I moaned.

BANG BANG BANG! Yikes! The sudden banging on the bathroom door brought me back to reality.

"GUYS, COME ON! YOU'VE BEEN IN THERE FOREVER!"

"Phineas!" Ferb grumbled.

"Nah, baby, he's right." I said. I turned the shower off. "Tonight," I whispered. "I'm going to make you smell like strawberries and vanilla."

"Okey-doke." Ginger placed a large plate of appetizers and snacks on her living room table. "Here we go!"

"Thank god, I was starving!" Buford exclaimed. "Ready, Kyle? Go long!" He said, picking up a cheese cube.

"Oh no, you don't." Wynne firmly gripped her boyfriend's arm.

"Girls are so not fun." Buford declared.

"I wouldn't say that, Byoof." Kyle said nervously. "We are vastly outnumbered here."

"Right. Huh, maybe we should start inviting Irving and Django over more."

If you did a quick head check, it was me, Wynne, Ginger, Holly, Milly, Katie, Gretchen, and Adyson versus just them and Phineas and Ferb. I loved that after all these years, the gang was still a gang, and we were still able to come together all the time to just hang out. Kyle and Wynne were easy additions; it felt like we had known them our whole lives. As long as she wasn't touching my boyfriend, that is, LOL, I loved the girl.

Ferb kissed my cheek. "Girls can be A LOT of fun." He stated. I started giggling and blushing.

"Gross." Buford said.

"That reminds me, where is Baljeet?" Ginger said. "He is so late!"

"Yeah, that is kind of weird. Hand me a cracker?" Holly asked.

"Um, you guys don't seem very concerned." Ginger said.

"Ginger… it's Baljeet." Katie said blankly. Even after all this time, we still didn't get Ginger's crush on Baljeet. Not that we didn't think they were an adorable couple, because they were.

"So, anything exciting happen during the week?" Holly asked.

Milly giggled excitedly. "That really cute guy I always see at the gym said 'Hi' again."

"Really!" Holly responded in delight. "The one with the auburn hair?"

"Yes!" Milly squealed.

"YAY!" Buford sarcastically mimicked her squeal. "Anything else more interesting? What about you, Dinnerbell? Why do you look like you're secretly planning on murdering us all?"

"Huh?" Phineas sat up. I realized he had been slouching a little.

"Oh come on Phineas, look alive, cutie pie!" Adyson giggled. What the…? "Tell us what brilliant ideas you came up with this week!"

"Me? Umm… I had, I had a normal week for me, I guess." I felt sooo guilty. I wasn't only taking away his time with Ferb, I was taking away his time to sleep, to shower, everything!

"Red, are you ok?" Kyle asked.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Phineas said.

"What about all the lovebirds flying around?" Gretchen asked sweetly.

"Kyle took me bowling. I can't stand bowling." Wynne rolled her eyes.

"But she still beat me! I love this woman!" He declared.

"Well, we don't need to ask about Ferb and Isabella. We know what they were doing." Adyson said, and then made a kissy face. Everyone laughed a little.

"Shut up." I said, giggling. "I mean, we just did what we always do." Each other. "Hang out, Ferb makes dinner, and we'll watch something. Sometimes Phineas is right there, right Phineas?"

"Yeah." I swear, he rolled his eyes at me! "Right."

Right then, there was knocking on the door. "Oh thank god!" Ginger said, in a relieved voice. She opened the door. "Baljeet!" She hugged him.

"Sorry, sorry," He said, coming in and sliding off his shoes. "I know, I am late."

"Why? And why didn't you call?" Ginger said. Great, she's going psycho-girlfriend on him, right in front of us.

"Heh," He walked to the couch. I moved myself onto Ferb's lap so he could have a seat. "I was already running a little late, and there was some traffic, and then, something… came up."

"What does that mean?" Adyson asked sneakily.

"Well, my mother called me," He began.

"You were late because of that?" Ginger still seemed irritated.

"Yes."

"What was so important and interesting about this call?" Ginger asked.

"Umm… do any of you guys remember my old friend from India, Mishti?"

We almost perfectly recited the facts like we had memorized them for a test. "In India, you were best friends with a little girl named Mishti. You did everything together." I stated.

"But when you met her again, she wasn't a little tomboy anymore, she was like… super hot." Buford said.

"So we built a huge luxury love boat cruise for the two of you!" Phineas piped up.

"Because Phineas is an IDIOT and the first thing he thought of when you explained your problem was 'girls = romance'." Buford continued.

"You are the worst." Phineas said. Wow, he was really grumpy.

Buford shrugged. "I try. I am a bully, after all."

"And in the end, Mishti never wanted nor expected to be anything other than best friends again." Ferb finished.

I swear, Ginger's nostrils were flaring. "Why does this story matter NOW, Baljeet?"

He cringed. "Because my mom called to tell me Mishti is coming back to visit me!" He said really quickly.

Ginger was going to murder him. This was so not a good time to be here. Mishti is one person Ginger has never stopped being jealous of. She has the connection with Baljeet Ginger wished she had, the connection I have with Phineas and Ferb… best friends since forever.

"We might have to get out of here." I whispered.

"Why?" Katie asked.

"She's gonna blow!" Adyson declared.

I had never seen our group move so fast.

"Bye Ginger!"

"Thanks Ginger!"

"See you all next time!"

"Bye guys!"

The comments were so quick as we dashed to grab all our stuff and get out that door. That fight was not going to be pretty. And Baljeet and Ginger almost never fight. Ferb and I can be somewhat more… volatile. Before we got together last year, we would fight a lot; there was just too much sexual tension. Now, like Buford says, we're the "cutesy" couple. But if I heard that Vanessa was doing ANYTHING with him… I'm not saying I don't trust Ferb, but… yeah; there would be some fighting.

"Fuck, that is going to end ugly." Buford said, as me and the rest of the gang from our building got in the elevator.

"He is such a moron!" Wynne declared. "I mean, we all know that's a delicate subject with her! Even I know!"

"I don't get what the big deal is." Phineas said mildly, as we three got out on our floor. "Mishti is coming to visit him. Isn't that a good thing? She's nice. She's our friend. She's practically his best friend."

"Yeah, Phineas," I exclaimed. "That's the problem."

"That she's his friend?" He questioned.

"Phineas, Ginger feels threatened by Mishti. Because no matter how pretty and cool and fun she is, Baljeet will always be closer to Mishti in many ways. I mean, imagine if your girlfriend was best friends with a great handsome boy…" I trailed off. Uh, that may or may not have happened to him last year… with me.

"Oh, so it's like what happened with you, isn't it?" He said. Crap! I shouldn't have said anything. He's already acting unusually sad and cranky. "I mean, like Vanessa was dating Ferb, but he was best friends since he was a kid with you, and she did feel threatened eventually."

"Right," I laughed awkwardly. "Me and Vanessa and Ferb." And not you. Right. Ha. How can he still somehow be oblivious? He knows I loved him! We dated each other! What is wrong with this boy? It's like his brain is unable of putting himself in any kind of romantic equation.

"But, then you two ended up together, not Ferb and Vanessa. Uh, that's not going to happen with Baljeet…?"

"NO." I said defiantly. "No way!"

Nope. No. Nuh-uh. I don't know how many other ways I had to say it but NO! Baljeet and Ginger had gotten together less than a year before Ferb and I, but unlike us, everybody had been rooting for it for years. There had been so many moments, so many dates, so many kisses, and pictures, and their own nerdy inside jokes. All of us, Buford and Adyson, but also me and the girls, and even Ferb, had given them grief about their relationship, and yet we all also adored it. They were the definition of a "relationship goal". The thought of Baljeet, my best friend Baljeet Tjinder, ever getting a serious girlfriend was so stupid and laughable, but since the universe apparently decided it could be a thing, the only girl it could be had to be Ginger.

"If he ever hurts Ginger, I'll kill him." I stated flatly. Phineas looked a little disturbed. Ferb just patted my head. He was used to my insanity, I guess. "I'll see you guys tomorrow."

I believe in soulmates. I like to think that everyone has their one true love, their one true match. I don't know if I only say that because I found mine, or because I don't want love to be so… mix-and-match. I don't want to think that maybe Baljeet could work with either Ginger or Mishti. That would make me feel if circumstances were different, maybe Ferb would've picked Vanessa after all. I don't know.

I didn't realize that these thoughts about competition between other girls would become relevant again until I was rifling through my mail the next day. Bills… boring. Ooo, my newest Flawless Girl. Gotta look through that later. Best makeup tips and best sex tips. What was this? A dark satiny envelope. Hmm… I carefully opened it. I stared at the beautiful black paper, with a lace-like finish. Also in a lacey scroll, all silver and gold, lay the words: Montgomery Francis Monogram weds Vanessa Doofenshmirtz.

I… I was invited to Vanessa's wedding? The girl who stole Ferb Fletcher from her, the most wonderful man in the world? I had insulted her, and taunted her, and tried to make him cheat on her with me, and she invited me to her wedding? What? I had literally just been thinking about how I would murder her, or him, or both of them, if they ever did anything together again. I really am a horrible person… actually, that made me think of something.

I left my apartment and bounded into the boys'. "Did you see this?"

I waved my invitation to Ferb, who was sitting at the island. He held up two identical invitations. So, she did invite Ferb. Shoc-ker. The real surprise was that she had invited Phineas. I know she was with us that one summer, and between Ferb and Candace she had met him a bunch of times, but seriously, did she even spell his name right? I glanced at my invitation. Did she even spell my name right?

"Yeah, but why would she invite me?" I asked.

"Well, you did get them back together." He stated simply.

"Right. Huh. So, she doesn't care that we're together?" I asked.

I hadn't talked to Vanessa Doofenshmirtz in forever. I had intended to keep it that way honestly. There was something about her that rubbed me the wrong way. I'm not sure when that came up, because when I was younger, I used to picture her and me and Candace as sister-in-laws together. Although I think I might irritate Candace too. Dammit. Anyway, I had never really known Vanessa. And when I finally got to know her… we were both in love with a Mr. Ferb Fletcher. Cue the bitch fight. When I walked into that apartment, and saw Ferb in a passionate kiss with Vanessa, it wasn't like Wynne or Adyson. For the first time in my life, I felt the urge to grab the girl by the hair and rip her off of him. I wanted to kill her. I can't imagine what would happen if someone was actively trying to seduce Ferb. I really would kill her.

"It's her WEDDING." He emphasized.

He's right. I was partly the reason why Vanessa was even marrying Monty. Plus, Vanessa most definitely knew Ferb liked me… even if she hadn't known all the dirty details. She wouldn't be surprised at all that we had become "the perfect couple". And, I would be going with Ferb. You know, Phineas was one of my best friends, and it probably drives Ferb crazy to see us together constantly. I could easily handle Vanessa, especially when it was her wedding, and she was only going to be focused on her guy. I glanced at Ferb. He looked so sweet right now.

I smiled. "Vanessa was one of the first people who said you had to be in love with me."

He raised an eyebrow. "What?"

I started strolling towards him. "Actually… the first one was Gretchen. Then, Vanessa. Your two EX-girlfriends. They said something along the lines of 'even if you're literally dating Ferb, he still only has eyes for one girl… and that's Isabella.'" He gaped at me. I smiled cockily. "Is that true, Ferb?" I fluttered my eyelashes.

"Dammit." He groaned.

I threw my arms around his neck and started kissing him. This… this was necessary for existence. Kissing Ferb was like breathing. I could only go so long without having to do it or I'd die. I barely realized we were moving until I was flat down on the couch and he was on top of me. I pulled my top off and flung it somewhere.

"Is it true?" I asked. His arms wrapped around me, fumbling with the bra clasp. "Tell me, is it true?"

"What do you think?" His deep voice said. He finally got my bra off.

"I think… you're just a huge womanizer who appreciates how amazing I am at screwing you." I said sassily. "And that's it."

"You're right." He started playing with one breast and sucking the other.

"Oh, Ferb." I moaned.

"No, actually." He stopped and rested his head on my chest. "They're right. They're very right."

"What?" I asked. "Ferb, what they, what she, Vanessa, said is true? You'd… always pick me?" My man is perfect. There were no Mishtis, or Vanessas, or Adysons, or Mystery Minkas, who could ever take him away from me.

"I was always very unfair to my girlfriends but… How could I not have spent all my time with you? How could I not have listened to all your sorrows and woes? How could I not have looked down a crowded hallway and only seen the girl with pink bow? How could I not have only had eyes for Isabella?"

My eyes filled with tears. I bit at my lip. "You're going to make me cry." We started kissing again. "How can you love me that much?" I whispered.

"Stop crying." He smiled.

"I can't." I arched into him and moaned. "What did I ever do to deserve you?"

He sighed. "For me, it's always been the other way around."

I was actually crying now. "Oh stop it, you've ruined the mood! Now I'm just a mess."

"I don't care." He said. He pulled off his shirt, and began kissing me again. Then, his phone rang. He groaned.

"It's ok." I wiped tears from my eyes. "Answer it."

He hit the speakerphone button. "It's Ferb." He said quickly, and suddenly, he started kissing me again. Oh god. I wrapped one leg around his waist.

"What the fuck is this?" I heard in a loud voice. Buford.

"What?" He mumbled. He was working on getting my jeans off.

"Why am I getting a wedding invitation from your ex-girlfriend?" Huh? We sat up a little. "It's not just me. She invited Baljeet too. And Adyson. And the rest of the girls. I'm pretty sure she invited Irving. And fucking Django, for Pete's sake! We barely talk to him anymore!"

"I… have… no… idea." He panted.

"Dude…" There was a long pause. "Do not tell me Isabella is doing you as we speak! You crazy little– " Ferb quickly hung up the phone.

"She, she invited everybody." I remarked.

"Huh." Even Ferb seemed perplexed by this. He always said they couldn't be just friends, but I knew Vanessa and Ferb had a special bond, and that sucked, I mean, that was great. But to invite our entire gang… well, I guess we would be asking Vanessa about this soon. Especially with random friends calling and asking us about it. But as for now… we were a little busy. He ended up just throwing me over his shoulder and taking me to the bedroom. And later that night, it took me, Ferb, and Phineas hours to find my top.

Tee-hee. So... looks like Phineas' end of the stick is still pretty short, huh? And the Montessa wedding will actually be happening in this story, whoo! Finally... Mishti's coming back... whaaa? Ha ha ha, the Mishti thing cracked me up in AYA. I've been dying to write her in since then. First of all, Balinger got together WAY too easy, in String Theory and the show. Second of all, I love Mishti. Indian girls FTW! And her and Baljeet are soooo cute in that episode. So... ha ha ha... new love triangle alert. Please review!

Psst... I know, and it's very important, that you haven't even met Mishti yet, but... Team Ginger or Team Mishti?