Isabella's P.O.V:

"One!" I hear my friends, besides Ferb, yell.

I brace myself for the contact of the sword on my skin, but it never comes. I sigh in relief as I realize that Phineas' and Ferb's invention works.

"Two!"

I brace myself again, just in case, but, again, nothing happens.

"Three!"

I calm down until my breathing is back to a normal pace.

"Four!"

"Five!"

"Six!"

"Seven!"

"Eight!"

"Nine!"

"Ten!" the audience yells the loudest.

I wait a few seconds until the door opens completely, revealing Phineas' backyard and the three person audience, everything is silent until-

"Wow, you did it, Phineas!" Baljeet exclaims, cheering alongside Ferb, who's whistling and Buford, cheering also.

Well, not completely, I guess. I walk out of the box slowly, making sure not to touch any sword that's pierced towards me. Phineas looks at me, smiling from behind me, until he looks at my arm, and stares at it with a completely blank face. He groans, takes my hand and drags me to his house.

"We'll be back in a few minutes," he mumbles.

I sigh; I knew it would bother him, that's why I didn't do anything about it. I glance down at my bloody cut just before my elbow with a scowl. Ugh, why did I have to mess things up?

We arrive to the bathroom, where he takes out the first aid kit, taking out the necessary materials to clean my cut.

"I'm really sorry, Isabella, I must have written something wrong in the blueprint that Ferb didn't notice. It's just… one person always distracts me, not on purpose though, I just think about them a lot."

I nod as he cleans my cut. It's rather small, and it doesn't really hurt, so in a way, he doesn't need to make such a big fuss about it.

"Does it hurt?" he asks, almost finished.

'No it's fine, really. It doesn't hurt at all, thanks Phineas' I send him telepathically.

"You're welcome," he says, grinning, getting up from my now bandaged cut.

"It should be healed by tomorrow morning, you can take off the bandage by then."

I nod and we walk back outside.

"What were you guys doing?" Baljeet asks.

"Nothing, don't worry about it, Baljeet," Phineas reassures with a grin.

'Phin, maybe Ferb and you should fix the machine before we use it again, you know, just in case,'I send him.

"You're right, Isabella. Ferb, could you help me with something?" Phineas says, receiving a firm nod from his brother.

My best friend marches to his invention, followed by his partner.

"So, the weather has been rather… sunny these days, huh?" Baljeet babbles.

I nod, amused at his attempt to make small talk.

"In fact, last night I calculated-"

"Okay, it's done!" Phineas calls out.

Wow, that was fast, good thing too. No offence Baljeet, but I'm pretty sure I not smart enough to understand your math skills.

The three of us walk back towards the invention, where Phineas and Ferb are waiting.

"Okay, now I'm 100% sure it'll work!"

And, indeed, it did. After a series of corny tricks performed by everyone, such as pulling bunnies out of hats and cutting people in half, a weird green ray appears and disintegrates the invention. The gang doesn't think much of it, stating that 'it makes cleaning up faster' so I shrug it off.

"Hey kids, want some snacks? I made some brownies!" Mrs. Flynn-Fletcher announces.

We all run towards the kitchen, everyone taking one except for Buford, who takes three.

"Why would you take three, Buford?" Baljeet questions curiously.

"Hey, being a bully ain't easy, you need to eat healthy things to make these muscles strong!" he answers.

"Brownies are healthy?"

"They are in my book!" the bully states, gulping one down without even chewing.

We finish our food, which leads to the departure of Buford and Baljeet. I decide it's probably time for me to leave too, so I whistle, calling Pinky.

He comes quickly, barking happily. I wave goodbye to my two inventing friends and start to walk across the street, eat dinner and immediately go to bed.

Hm, I slept really well last night, probably the best in a long time, I'm surprised that I still didn't get the bad dream.

I do my usual morning routine and go downstairs to my mother who is cooking breakfast.

I practically eat my whole meal in one bite, then head for the door, whistling for Pinky.

"Why are you in such a hurry, chica?" Mom inquires.

Why am I in a hurry? There's just something telling me that it's because of Phineas, guess I really want to see him.

I shrug to answer my mother.

"Well, I'll be at the café if you need anything," Mother informs, grinning, as Pinky comes down the stairs happily.

I nod, opening the door for my pet and me, closing it afterwards, not bothering to lock it since my mother is leaving soon.

My dog and I march towards the Flynn-Fletcher household excitedly. Why? I don't know must be the Phineas thing, for me at least, Pinky's probably just happy to see Perry.

I open the backyard gate to the same sight as yesterday, my best friend and his brother, sketching and building.

"Hey Izzy, I see you took the bandage off!" Phineas notices, smiling.

I blush at the new nickname. Izzy? I like it. But I still feel the need to ask about it, so I do.

"Sorry, did I say Izzy? I meant Isabella," he laughs nervously, scratching his ear, gaining an eye roll from his brother who's building behind him.

I sent him something saying that I don't mind the nickname, that in fact I love it.

"'Kay, Izzy it is!"

The day goes on, the nerd and bully duo arrive and join in the daily fun, until the end of the day, where the regular invention manages to disappear again.

After we finish eating Mrs. Flynn-Fletchers chocolate cookies, I whistle for Pinky, indicating to my other friends that I have to leave, it's early, but we have to practice the graduation ceremony all day tomorrow, so it's best to get some sleep.

They all say or wave their goodbyes as I head out the front door with my puppy. I get to my own home and just as I extend my hand to unlock the door, a familiar voice interrupts me.

"Izzy, wait!" Phin yells. My heart starts beating faster at the sound of his voice.

I turn to face him, a confused expression on my face.

"Um, I have a feeling that I'll make a fool of myself if I try to ask you, so here," he utters, handing me a small folded paper.

I take it and put it in my jeans pocket so I can see what it is later.

"So," he trails off, "I'll see you at the graduation tomorrow?"

I nod with slight smile.

"Okay, see you tomorrow!" he shouts, running back to his house.

I then turn back to my front door and unlock it, entering with my Chihuahua. I go to my room quickly, not giving my mom an answer when she asks me how it went.

I shut the door to my room and take out the small piece of paper and unfold it.

'Meet me at the park after graduation ;) –Phineas 3'

I smile one of the biggest smiles I have smiled in years as I feel happiness course through every bone in my body. I don't know why, but I just feel like I'm walking on air right now, even though he's invited me to plenty of activities before, I feel like this one is… special. For some reason, I clutch the note to my chest and fall on my bed, closing my eyes and sighing happily.

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