Phineas was dreaming about something that had happened almost a year ago. Ferb and Isabella had helped him construct an automatic food creator that prepared the food that the person was thinking about. Ferb created himself some crumpets, while Isabella created an ice cream sundae. Phineas created some steak burritos, because he was hungrier than the other two.

When they finished eating and the machine inexplicably disappeared, Isabella had to leave for dinner, although her appetite was somewhat spoiled. Phineas walked her out of the backyard and across the street. They said goodbye to each other, and Phineas looked on as Isabella knocked on the door and entered. He noticed her long black hair, her pale soft skin, her petite figure, the way she held herself, feeling his gut start to jitter, as if he had butterflies.

He walked back to his house and told Ferb about the whole thing. Utterly confused, he said "Hmm, I wonder if the burritos were the culprit" as he rubbed his stomach.

Ferb smiled knowingly, muttering "Yes, that must have been it."

Phineas then felt the world start to shake.

"Phineas…Phineas, wake up!"

It wasn't the earth shaking. Isabella was shaking his bed to wake him up.

"Phineas, wake up, its 8 in the morning!" Isabella was yelling in a whisper. Phineas stirred and woke up. The first thing he saw was Isabella hovering over him.

"What? Isn't it a little early to be awake?" he drawled.

"No, no it isn't. Get up! It's already getting late to get started on the project we were going to do for Manuel today. You haven't even planned what to build yet."

Phineas smiled sleepily. "Izzy relax, we're on vacation. Besides, everything will fall together on its own time. Just trust me and it will be allright."

Isabella crossed her arms. "Okay" she sighed. "Just get up. Breakfast is already served. I don't want you to eat cold pancakes."

"I won't get up until you say the magic words."

Isabella pleaded, "Please, Phineas?"

"No…the other magic words."

"What are you talking about, Phin?"

"Two words, starting with a G and an M."

"General Motors?"

"Izzy, really?"

"Well, I don't know what you're trying to tell me."

"Okay, one last hint. Good…" he tried to gesture the rest with his chin and hands. Wow, now I'm playing charades with her, he thought.

Isabella giggled. "Oh! Good morning, Phineas!"

Phineas grinned. "And now the rest."

Isabella was getting tired of the games. "Are you really going to make me do this?"

Phineas pretended to pout on the bed.

Isabella giggled for a good half a minute. This is too cute, she thought. "Okay" she sighed. "Good morning, Phineas. Will you please get up to eat some breakfast with me?" She smiled widely, like when she used to try to convince a potential customer to buy Fireside Girl cupcakes.

Phineas laughed. "That's more like it. And yes, yes I will." He jumped off of the bed and walked up to Isabella. Giving her a quick hug, he said sweetly, "Good morning, Isabella. How was your sleep?"

"It was wonderful, thanks" she replied, giggling. "How was your sleep?"

"It was great. But I had this dream. Funny, I don't remember much of it anymore. But it was basically that time that we made the automatic food creator."

"Oh that time. Yeah, that was fun" Isabella said, smiling. "I remember that I got an ice cream sundae, because it reminded me of that time that you made me the giant ice cream. When they took out my tonsils."

"Yeah, I went through a lot to make that ice cream" Phineas said. "But I'm glad that you liked it."

"Very much" she replied. They walked to the kitchen to grab some pancakes. Phineas served Isabella the two best pancakes, taking the other two for himself. When they were done eating, they walked outside. Phineas looked for a place with shade to sit under, but there was no shade, just hot stone walls to lean against. There was a prickly barrel cactus, but they refrained from sitting there, for obvious reasons. Giving up, they returned inside, to think up a project in the comfort of air conditioning.

"Where's Manny, anyways?" Phineas wondered. He went to check in Manny's room. He knocked, and a moment later Manny opened the door. He was playing a video game.

Phineas asked, "Where are your parents?"

"Mom and dad are at work now. They won't arrive until the evening." He pointed at the television with the game on pause. "Want to join?"

"No, we were just thinking of ideas for our project today. We remembered that you wanted to see us in action. Got any ideas?"

Manny scratched his head. "No, not right now. But let me save this game, and then I'll join you." He fidgeted with the control and tuned off the game and television. "Okay, I'm done. By the way, I saw that this morning."

"What?" asked Phineas.

"When you woke up. I saw how you were flirting with the prima."

Phineas smiled. "What are you talking about? I was just joking around with her."

Manny laughed. "No amigo, that was more than joking around. I'm 17 dude, I know what I'm talking about."

"Well, as far as I know, I wasn't trying to flirt."

"So you're telling me that you did all of that so suave and confident, and you weren't even trying?"

"Yeah" Phineas said. "Besides, Isabella is my best friend. I'm totally comfortable around her. She always brings out the best in me."

Manny did a low whistle. "Wow, that's something else. I wish I could be like that with Rosalinda."

"Rosalinda, huh?" inquired Phineas.

"Yeah" Manny replied. "She's a friend of mine, sort of. We grew up together and have always had a good time. It's just that recently I found out that I had deeper feelings for her. It all started when we were playing soccer together in the backyard. Nothing fancy, just kicking the ball back and forth."

Phineas let him continue the story.

"One of those times, she kicks the ball too softly, so it winds up right in the middle of the yard. So, we both went to pass it to the other person. We didn't notice that we were running towards each other. When we collided, I fell back sitting down, and she landed on top of me. She looked into my eyes…I swear, that was the most electric feeling I ever felt. Before we knew it, our faces were coming closer together. Evidently she realized this, because she turned away, embarrassed, and ran back to her house. I tried to stop her and apologize, but she was already out of earshot when I managed to call her name. It was so weird and embarrassing, yet so beautiful."

Phineas thought hard for a while. "Well, why don't you apologize and invite her to a dinner or something?"

Manny sighed. "I don't know. She hasn't talked to me since this happened last week. Besides, I don't want to ruin what's left of the friendship by making things official."

"How long have you known her?" Phineas asked.

"Years. I first met her when we were eight or nine."

"Oh. And you didn't feel anything special about her then?"

"Not really. I mean, I was totally comfortable around her and she brought out the best in me. The first time I really felt something else, I was about 14. At first I thought it was nothing, but as the years passed and the emotion grew, I started to realize, this was love."

Phineas listened, then replied, "I think you should give it a shot. At worst, she will see you as a creep and leave you." Manny's face dropped. How is that supposed to be comforting, he thought. "But at best, she will admit that she feels the same way, and you two will be good to go. From what you told me, that will likely be the case." Manny's face instantly filled with hope. "Thanks, Phineas" he said.

"You're welcome. I know what we're going to do today."