Ok guys, I'm actually really sad right now. I've been in the hospital all week. I'm really hoping to get out tomorrow. I hope you review, because despite that, I'm still trying to be funny. You know, in the Silver way...

Holy shit… every time I found an apartment online that met my standards, it cost like ten thousand dollars a month. I needed somewhere that could not only host a million people like now, but actually let two people live there comfortably. Two people who could get into fights and not be squished together. I was paying literally nothing right now, and my building was like the nicest ever. I can't expect Phineas to kick anyone out for me to get a bigger apartment. I know we would have two paychecks, but thousands and thousands of dollars to pay, and who else knows what we would have to buy…

"Iz, what are you doing?" Kyle asked me critically. "You know Chandler will chafe you if you keep doing nonsense at work."

I looked up from my computer. "I'm not doing nonsense. I finished my other stuff."

"Great." Kyle said sarcastically. "Isabella Garcia-Shapiro, the perfect employee. Who can get away with doing shit because she's a good writer."

I rolled my eyes. The "Mrs. Perfect" jokes were irritating me now; I could only take so much sarcasm.

"But really, what are you doing?"

I sighed. "I… I'm looking at apartments."

He gaped. "You're looking at apartments? Why? You have a good set-up right now. The building is nice, and convenient, the guys charge everyone like nothing, and all your best friends live there. I'm super jealous, I wish Wynne would let me live there." He joked.

"See," I bit my lip. "That's just it. I was just thinking… more like daydreaming… if maybe, Ferb and I moved in together."

"You basically did." He stated.

"I know!" I exclaimed. "That's the point. He basically lives with me now, since Phineas and Mishti have been driving him nuts…" Kyle started laughing. "Shut up. So I was thinking about just actually moving in together… but it's such a huge step! I've never… well, I've never gotten this far with anyone!"

I was prepared to marry Phineas Flynn and grow old with him the minute he said "Hi Isabella," but now I was too scared to even contemplate moving in with Ferb. Ferb was my soulmate; we would pass any soulmate test. But what he had said… no growth in a year. We had flipped from friends to lovers in a blink of an eye, but nothing since. In a checklist, we had done all of it though. First date, kiss, night, "I love you", although maybe not in the perfect order. We already knew each other's friends and family. And we had been together a year plus. So what was the next most logical step?

"Does Green even know this?" Kyle asked.

"He was the one who implied it." I declared.

"So?"

So….

I was kind of nervous. I had to get through all of this before the whole gang showed up after me. Hopefully no one was in there right now.

"Ferb…" He looked up from the blueprints he was packing up. "What are those?" I remarked.

"Big ideas crafted before the mismatched epic of Paris and Heer began." Ferb said cynically.

"Aww, Ferbie." I giggled. "You miss him, don't you?" He gave me an unhappy glare. "You know you do."

"It's Phinabella all over again." He muttered under his breath.

I wish I didn't hear that. Not only were Phineas and I still in the back of his mind, but also he was feeling the same irritation he used to get when I would ignore him for Phineas, except flipped, as Phineas was the one ignoring him for someone now. Not to mention, Mishti was kind of similar to me. I chose to ignore it.

"It's ok, Ferb. Everyone is literally coming over. The gang isn't going anywhere. I'm not going anywhere."

"I know Bella." He said sweetly.

I bit my lip. Suddenly my idea of moving in with Ferb seemed like a bad one. Phineas and Ferb had both subtly missing one another because of continuous stupid girl drama, and now, I would literally take Phineas' roommate and Ferb away from his brother if we did this. I should just forget this. And I was about to, until the words tumbled out of my mouth.

"Do you want to move in with me?" His eyebrows slightly rose. "I… um…" I felt like an idiot but I kept going. "Not this second or anything. Not even my tiny apartment or anything. But just, we've been together for a while and I was thinking, maybe we are ready to start living together, I mean we practically do."

"Yes."

I was completely blubbering like a crazy person. "I mean, I love you, and we're still doing the same stupid across the hallway thing everyday, and you asked me what's changed and where this relationship is going and… you said what?"

"I said yes, Isabella." He stated.

"You- you want to?" I felt myself smiling.

He nodded. "I had been thinking about it."

"Is that because you love me or because those two are driving you crazy?" I asked playfully.

"Both." He stated.

I giggled. "So, we're like, going to do this?" He nodded. "O-Ok! Whoo." I sighed in relief. Well, anxiety gone. About asking him anyway. We still had to FIND a place. "So we can maybe start looking soon?" He nodded again. "I love you baby." We gently hugged.

There was knocking at the door, and Ferb left me to go answer it. I'm going to move in with my boyfriend. Wow.

"Boo!" Buford jumped into the room. "Look who I brought…" He said sneakily.

Baljeet followed him. It felt like forever since I had seen Baljeet. Just about every group night since the fight began, we had avoided including Baljeet and Phineas. Phineas obviously didn't care, as he had his own plans nowadays, but I was really regretting not talking to Baljeet. I felt like I should be furious with him; he wanted to ruin Phineas' love story and absolutely broke Ginger's heart. But, he just looked so sad, and skinny, and had relatively dark circles. He didn't look quite as bad as Ginger had, but still. This was my best friend we were talking about, and I didn't have it in me to hate my best friends.

"Hi." He said blandly.

"You came to Phineas and Ferb's?" I asked.

"I was brought to Ferb's." He said weakly. "I would rather leave though. I am not sure I really want…" He didn't want to be around Phineas and Ginger. Baljeet was not a hateful person. The insults he had been throwing back and forth with them was taking too much out of him.

"Ok Baljeet." I gave him a quick hug. "We'll… the four of us will hang out soon, ok?" He sadly nodded and left.

"What did you do that for?" Buford exclaimed. "Do you know how much effort it took to get him here?"

"Oh Buford." I sighed. "He's upset. Leave him be." Just then, we heard more voices. Phineas, to be precise.

"You make the best ice cream on the moon."

"Sure." The door opened, and a flock of people came in. The girls, and Phineas of course.

Mishti laughed. "Maybe you should just try to make more ice cream on Earth, Phineas Flynn." Gravity.

"Hey everybody." I said sweetly.

"Gracious hostess inviting us in. Even Phineas in his own house." Adyson said snarkily.

Phineas in his own house. God, this house thing… we would have to tell him. Although Phineas looked perky and happy. They must have missed Baljeet leaving.

The gang threw themselves lazily around. "I think we've just started coming here out of habit." Gretchen remarked.

"So it's the backyard all over again." Buford asked. "We were never big on permission."

"You guys are always welcome here." Phineas said sweetly.

"Except when two people are doing inappropriate things." Adyson laughed.

"Ew." Holly said. "Now you're reminding me of- "

"Let me guess." I said. "Another bad date story?" Holly nodded glumly.

"We've all been there, Holly." Milly stated. "Who in this room doesn't have a bad sex story?"

"Some things are not meant to be shared." Buford said darkly. "And some girls are just awful… at everything."

"Ew, guys, come on." I said. "No innuendos, please."

"But,"

"NO!" I declared. "I don't want to hear anything."

"But we could probably hear you." Adyson giggled.

"What?" I questioned.

Adyson started giggling. "Well, we aren't all screamers like you, Isabella." She ran her hand through her hair passionately. "Oh Ferb! Oh Ferb! YES! FERB! YES FERB!"

Everyone burst out laughing. Ferb's neck turned red.

"What!" I shouted. "How… how do you know that?"

"A little birdie might have told us." Katie giggled.

"With 'birdie' being code word for 'brother'." Buford chuckled.

I turned to Phineas, fuming. "I…" He stammered. "Thanks a lot, Buford!"

"Phineas!" I yelled at the redhead.

"It just slipped out. I'm sorry!" He whimpered.

"He also told us you're so loud he has to put on headphones and hide under his covers." Adyson said. Everyone laughed even more.

"You aren't helping me here, guys." Phineas said.

"Oh yeah…" I said. "Well… well, Phineas growls!"

There was five seconds of silence, then, if possible, everyone started laughing even harder.

"No I don't!" He said, blushing.

"Yeah, you do! I've heard you! You growl in bed!" I stated loudly. "And Mishti purrs!"

"Hey, what did I do?" She said indignantly.

"Ferb still has wet dreams about Isabella!" Phineas blurted out awkwardly as his defense. The gang was simply dying of laughter now. Adyson was rolling on the ground, Milly and Katie were gripping each other for support, and Buford looked like he was having a heart attack.

"You bloody wanker!" Ferb threw a pillow at Phineas. "Phineas' first time was with Debbie Larkin!"

"FERB!" Phineas shouted.

"Wait, what?" I exclaimed.

"Your college lab partner with the bad teeth?" Holly choked out.

"OH MY GOD, I CAN'T FUCKING BREATHE!" Buford sputtered.

"And his second time…" Ferb said, somewhat spitefully. "Was with Mishti."

It got awkward then, with both brothers glaring at each other. I mean, it wasn't shocking that Phineas hadn't been with a girl since college, but it seemed mean and awkward to say it out loud. Although, if I had known that, I might have said it too; we had both been mad at him. It was so bad to see Phineas and Ferb of all people starting to get tension between them. Was the fighting EVER going to end? I moved over to Ferb and rubbed my hands up and down his shoulders.

"It's fine." I whispered. "It's fine. We're all friends here, it's fine."

Only then did I notice Mishti was stroking the angry Phineas and doing the same thing with him.

"Man," Buford said out loud, glancing back and forth between the four of us. "I think I need a girlfriend."

It was still kind of tense, so the group sort of started to stand up and disperse and have separate conversations. I hope they weren't tearing us apart.

I pulled Ferb up. He looked angry. "You need to apologize to him." I said.

"I need to?" Ferb exclaimed.

"Yes! You told everyone something really personal about him. Ok, so what if our friends know about our sexcapades? But it matters that you told." I gently pushed angry Ferb towards angry Phineas. Mishti was running her hands through his hair, but he still looked like he wanted to punch something. As Ferb walked over, Mishti left him and came to me.

"Hmm, how's he looking?" I asked Mishti.

She sighed. "He'll be fine. These boys… they're so immature, na?"

"I'm sorry I said something about you." I said guiltily.

She giggled. "No, it's fine. It's fine. It's true. I do, what did you say, 'purr'. And… he does like to growl." We both started laughing. "I enjoy hanging out with you, Isabella. I already told you, I don't have that many close girlfriends."

"Aw, me too." I replied. I really did. We had so much in common; I wish she could stay here.

Phineas returned to us, and he seemed to have made up with Ferb too.

"Isabella… I'm really sorry." Phineas said regretfully. "I shouldn't have said anything about you two to anyone."

"It's fine, Phineas." I said. "We're sorry for trying to embarrass you too."

"You silly boy!" Mishti giggled.

"Could you not? Don't forget… I know a lot of secrets about you now." He smirked.

"Blackmail? How unlike you, Phineas." I said.

"She started it!" He pointed at Mishti.

"No, I didn't! You did!" They were like fighting siblings. "And I know just as much. What about the time when you were trying to flip positions and you fell off the bed?" Ok… maybe not THAT much like siblings. Mishti and I just burst out laughing.

"Mishti!" He exclaimed.

"Ha ha ha…" She ruffled his hair as she left. "Ha, mera dil. Soooo sweet!"

He rubbed his eyes. "That girl… as if I haven't suffered enough."

I grinned. "So… Debbie Larkin?"

"Ohhh… nooo… I can't believe everyone knows that now." He moaned. "It was literally the worst thing ever. We like… didn't even take our clothes off, I… I lasted like two seconds, and she left me right after!" Aw. I couldn't help smiling at his misery but, poor Phineas. Just another reason why he was so terrified of anything sexual. "And, Holly's right! Her teeth were bad!"

I sighed. "Phineas… you chose Debbie Larkin…"

He seemed to know what I was going to say. "…Over you?" I looked down. "I told you, Isabella, it just, it would've ruined everything. I just wanted to get it done!" I rolled my eyes. That is so like Phineas. Lose virginity, check. Next up… graduation. "I mean, come on, I didn't think I'd ever…"

"Get really drunk, sleep with your best friend's 'not-really-ex-girlfriend', and then become friends-with-benefits with her?" I finished helpfully.

"Yeah. That." He said dryly.

"Was Ferb the only one who knew? About Debbie?"

"Well, I tell Ferb everything." He stated.

"Me too. Shit, if he gets angry like that again, we're screwed." I joked.

"You know you always wanted Ferb," He said, genuinely. "I don't think you ever wanted to jump on me all the time the way you do with him, or the way I do with Mi-" He blushed.

"Finish that sentence!" I declared.

"No!" He squealed and ran out of the room. So innocent… and yet, so not anymore.

I sighed, as I gently smoothed out my pajama pants' wrinkles and sat on the bed next to Ferb. "They're made for each other."

"What?" He turned to me.

"Phineas and Mishti are made for each other." I sighed again.

He rolled his eyes. "Isabella, I think I've had quite enough Phineas and Mishti for today."

"Ok." I stared at him for a few minutes. "So who was your first?" I asked cautiously.

"Huh?" Ferb replied.

"Who… who was your first time? Who was your Debbie Larkin?"

We both started snickering at that. He leaned back. "It was Sandra. That shouldn't be too surprising, she was my girlfriend, after all."

"Right." I mumbled. Sandra. His college girlfriend. The British one. I had never met her. He had never really told us much about her. Everyone knew Ferb was the "ladies' man". It had never bothered me before, but now… I don't know. Obviously Sandra was more significant than I had thought.

"And you?" He glanced at me.

I looked down. "Morrie Walker."

There was a tiny gasp. I winced. "Oh… Bella."

Morrie Walker was a short, kind of nutty, and also Jewish, cute boy who fell for me senior year of high school. I was constantly turning him down, like I did with most guys at that time, on account of Phineas. Finally, I did agree to go out with him a few times, and the timing was really bad because I don't remember what, but Phineas really did something to piss me off with his obliviousness, and Morrie and I decided to lose our virginity to each other. It hurt and it sucked, and only a little while later, Morrie and I broke up. And it was ugly. And public. And he flat out accused me of being a whore in a crowded school hallway, reducing me to tears, and "confirming" everyone's suspicions that Isabella was sleeping with all her guy friends. I think he wanted to apologize later that year, but the boys would have none of it. I'm pretty sure all four of them went to threaten him together. And that is why I have guy friends.

"Bella… you were so young."

"I wish it was you." I said. "I mean, not just because I love you and we're together now. And not just because Morrie was a jerk. But because at least I'm comfortable with you. But, maybe that would've ruined everything! I mean, I couldn't possibly have been any good!"

"I wouldn't have cared." Ferb remarked.

"Ok. Great. So let's go to the time machine, tell Isabella and Ferb to lose their virginity to each other and they'll look at us like we're crazy." I laughed. Ferb started laughing too. "I never ever would have believed I would be with you. I only had one thought in my stupid girl head: Phineas. And, I wonder what would happen if you told eleven-year-old Phineas he'd end up fucking Mishti Patel every night? He would not be able to comprehend it."

"I'd rather not mess with the way things worked out." Ferb said. "Friends-with-benefits might sound like a weird way to start a relationship, but it was the right transition for us."

"What?" I smiled at him. "Even if I got over Phineas, even if you got over Vanessa, it didn't matter, we still had to kiss and make love or…"

"We would've just kept trying to convince ourselves we were just friends. For the rest of our lives."

"Well, as long as we're telling dirty secrets…" I shifted my legs. "I had a sex dream about you once in high school."

He stared at me.

"It was like senior year. It was in my house and we did it on my dining room table, and I like had a full orgasm in my sleep. That had never happened before, or again."

"Christ, Isabella."

"Ha ha ha! Ferb, " I kissed him. "Ferb, did you ever dream about me?"

"Nooo…" He said guiltily.

"Ferb." I gave him a look.

"Maybe once… or twice… or constantly…" I started laughing.

"Teenage boy going through puberty with female best friend. It will happen. Started again when we broke up." He said grimly.

"We never…"

"When I was dating Vanessa and you were dating Phineas." He said quietly.

"So what Phineas said… you started dreaming about me?" I whispered.

"Yeah."

"No, no, my baby!" I pulled him into a passionate kiss. "I… will… never… leave… you… ever… again." I said between kisses.

Ferb nuzzled my neck. "I want to do it on your dining room table now." He mumbled into me.

"Great, now I do too!" I groaned.