OH my god Fanfiction. The effort it took to update and get the alert out for this chapter. We've dubbed it a crisis, lol. I hope you didn't get two thousand emails from me. I wanted to get these out BEFORE finals. Fail. Hope I don't fail those, lol. As always, please review. I feel I might get some sort of reaction from you all with this one... but it may or may not be good...
Creating a successful Grand Unification Theory has stumped even the greatest physicists for years. Supposedly though, if the particles are at high enough energies, they will all merge. However, it's probably not true. Some things just seem impossible.
"Good morning, Isabella." I whispered into her ear.
"Mmm…" She rolled over to face me. "Good morning." She yawned. "Stupid Vanessa was right. About the bedrooms."
I rolled my eyes. "Is this beef with Vanessa ever going to go away?"
"I don't know." She replied. "How about I say stupid Adyson was right about the bedrooms instead?" We started laughing. I kissed her and ran my hand down her body. "Really… I'm ok with Vanessa. I think." She said. "You can hang out with her, I guess. After you marry me." She joked.
"Yes." I smiled. "After I marry you." I continued running my hand along her.
"Well," She said. "Time to get up." She threw her legs over the side of the bed, and then started rummaging through her suitcase.
"All my stuff is in the other room." I groaned. I really didn't want to have to put on half a tux or something.
"I came prepared." She giggled. She threw something at me. Just a pair of my grey sweatpants and a grey T-shirt. "Just for your walk of shame." She winked.
"Bella…" I laughed.
"Come on… I'm hungry. They have a good buffet here." She said. "And everyone will be having breakfast together, it'll be fun!"
"Ok, love." I kissed her. "I'll be back here in two minutes."
I walked out her door. Leaving Isabella's room, I passed the elevator, and as I passed, it opened.
"Candace!"
"Ferb!" She exclaimed. "Did you and Isabella 'have fun' last night?" I wasn't sure whether to be embarrassed or laugh, so I just nodded. "Jeremy and I did." Then, we did start laughing. She must still be a little drunk or something, she was acting a little ditzy. "What was in that champagne, man? I know, obviously, Vanessa and Monty were doing it, but also us, you two, Stacy and Coltrane… and I don't want to get gross, but Mom and Dad," She laughed even harder. "And I'm pretty sure Vanessa's Mom and Dad too. EW! And Jenny met this really hot groomsman. Wow! This was the wedding for drunk hookups. I wouldn't be surprised to see a dog coming out of a cat's room. Well, that's what happens when you have an 'adults only' party." She smiled. "Ha, it's so nice to have just a little time away from the munchkins. Don't get me wrong though, I miss them. I realized that when I was basically carrying Phineas."
"Is he ok?" I asked.
"Eh, he's fine! He was walking, talking, embarrassing himself… it was great! He's in your room."
Shoot, Phineas. I had totally forgotten. He must be soooo hung-over right now. I felt like yelling at him for last night, but I could only imagine that little Phineas felt awful. He had been feeling upset recently, as only Isabella had been noticing, and he had finally shown it to everyone last night. Whether it was from the teasing about his stupid sweet cluelessness about everything or loneliness about all the relationships, I didn't know. It could be both. Or something else entirely. When I actually did get to our suite, I could see him, standing right there.
"Oh God!" Groaning to himself while gently banging his head against the wall, was Phineas.
"Um, Phin?"
"Ferb!" My brother looked shocked to see me. "I thought… I thought you were sleeping in Isabella's room?"
Phineas did not look well at all. I had no idea why he had gotten so drunk, but he was very hung-over, as I had assumed. He was just wearing one of those big hotel robes, which was also weird. I couldn't tell what was underneath. Despite looking like he was going to collapse from the hangover symptoms, he was also super jumpy.
"I still have things in the suite and- "
"NOTHING!"
Phineas cut me off and sprung in front of the door, his arms covering it. I stared at him. I opened my mouth again but…
"NOTHING!" He screamed again. "I mean… I'm not doing anything now, I didn't do anything last night, and there's no one in there!" Phineas said, way too quickly, while also tugging at his ear.
Wait… What? WHAT? This could only mean one thing. I took a step back slowly, then another one, then suddenly I was sprinting down the hall. "BELLA!"
"Ferb!" Phineas ran after me, and before I knew it, I was tackled to the ground.
"Ow!" I exclaimed. "Jesus!" I glanced up at my brother, who was digging his elbows into my sides by the way. "Who's in there?!" I hissed. And Candace was right… What was in that champagne?
"No one!" Phineas said, but in a panicked move, his hand flicked against his ear lobe again.
"You have a tell, we all know!" I declared.
Isabella's door opened, and Phineas' hand covered my mouth. "Umm?" She stared.
"Hi." Phineas said, awkwardly. I growled.
"Let him go, Phineas, he's going to break out soon anyway." She said wearily. "Why are you fighting? And why are you only wearing… a bathrobe… and boxers?"
Phineas blushed fiery red as we both got up. "N-nothing." He stammered again.
"Are you really going to label the lady in your room as nothing, Phin? Very ungentlemanly." I shook my head at him, but laughed a little at his glowing red face, practically matching his hair.
Isabella gasped. "Oh my god!" She was completely stunned, but she couldn't stop a smile creeping onto her face. "Phineas!"
"I… I was drunk! I barely remember!" He whimpered.
"Oh yeah, boy, you were drunk." She said. Phineas groaned. "Well, since you obviously don't know how a one-night-stand works, are you going to just LEAVE? Or are you like, going to wake her up and get breakfast and maybe see where this thing goes?"
"Umm…"
"Phin…" I paused him. "Is this someone we… know?" If possible, he turned even redder.
"OH MY GOSH!" Isabella squealed in delight. "It's Gretchen, isn't it? Isn't it? I knew, I knew! Oh Ferb, we are the best matchmakers in the entire world, it always works out!" Isabella got up and rushed to the room.
"WAIT! ISABELLA!" He ran after her. Oh God…
"Open it!" She squealed. "Or I'll just text her, maybe she's awake…"
"Izzy… it's not Gretchen…"
I watched her face drop. Uh-oh. I had another guess, and Isabella had the same one. "No. Phineas, no. Tell me it's not Adyson. Tell me you did not go and have a one-night stand with Adyson Sweetwater. She's not good for you. She's not good for anyone. She's not even good for Adyson! And, tip for everyone, Buford is falling for her, you could be hurting him! Oh god, open that door, Phineas!" She demanded.
"Isabella…" He warned.
Phineas slept with Adyson. Phineas slept with Adyson. Wow… no matter how many times I said that to myself, it would never feel real. It was true though… Phineas had been feeling relatively… miserable… recently, and Adyson was the only person who had been showing him an extreme amount of affection. Then, the girlfriend idea, and us basically insulting him about his sex life, and he had been so drunk, and she had been so drunk…
Ha… relatively miserable… she had been so drunk…
"Hey Ferb! Would you have had sex with me?"
SHIT! SHIT SHIT SHIT! He didn't… he wouldn't… Baljeet was our best friend… he would kill him…
"Phineas, open the door!" Isabella exclaimed.
"Bella…" I said weakly. "There was… another… drunk girl down there last night."
"There was another… Who… Gin-" She suddenly shrieked. "OH DEAR GOD! PHINEAS!"
"I didn't mean to!" He whimpered.
No, not Phineas and Adyson. That would've been a nutty mess. But THIS… this was the perfect storm. All of it. The other woman, the insults, the jealousy, the bitterness, the idea of a girlfriend, the actual boyfriend, the drunken wedding… as he might say, so… serendipitous. Frighteningly, terrifyingly, serendipitous. This was so much worse. Oh my GOD. SHIT.
"No, Isabella, Ferb, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" He looked like he was two minutes from flinging himself across the door again.
"PHINEAS!" Isabella screamed. "You slept with Ginger! GINGER!? I'm going to kill both of you!"
Isabella marched in, with me close behind, as I flipped the main light on. She sat up in the bed, wearing almost no clothing, with her normally silken hair in a poof out to rival Isabella's, and her normally perfect makeup all gone except for dark black eyeliner, presumably from last night, still smeared around her eyes. However, she still looked undeniably sexy.
Isabella's mouth fell into a perfect "O". I was beyond shocked. Ok… so we were wrong. But Baljeet was definitely still going to kill him.
"Mishti!" Isabella exclaimed.
"Hi guys." She said sleepily.
We turned, stunned, to Phineas. He flashed us an awkward smile. "UM, surprise?"