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You just wanted to know.

That was all. You just wanted to know why he was so quiet. Why he was so closed off.

You just wanted to know why he looked sad that day.

But it had ended badly.

He had...burst. Exploded. He couldn't hold it in anymore and had yelled at you.

Ferb. Yelled.
At you.

Ferb never yelled, especially not at you.
You two had always been closer to each other than to the rest of the group.
He had taken you by surprise, and it brought you to tears.

"Get out!" He had yelled.
"Leave me alone!"

And it echoed through your head as you lay on your bed and stared at your ceiling; trying to make sense of it all.

His angry words bounced off the inside of your brain like a rubber ball hitting your bedroom wall, bouncing off the floor and hitting it again.
Over, and over.

Why had he yelled?
What had him so upset that he had lashed out at you?

Was it because you kept trying to get an answer out of him?
Had you accidentally reminded him of something?

Why?

From what you could recall, you hadn't said anything particularly upsetting.

You had shown up at the boys' house that morning as usual, greeted your friends, and then you and everyone else started the daily project.

There was the occasional moment when you accidentally got "too close" to Phineas for Isabella's liking and got a glare from across the yard, but that was normal too.

What had been out of the ordinary that day was the way Ferb was acting.

He hadn't said hello to you when you arrived as he usually did.
Instead he didn't even glance your way.

Everything he did seemed to be halfhearted, and upset.
When he walked he didn't have that air of blankness quietness and confidence about him, but sadness.
You could easily see it, and you wanted to know what was wrong. So you asked him, but he only replied with a quiet, "nothing." And went on with his work.

Later you asked him again, but all was in vain when you got the same troubling answer.

After the project had been finished, and had mysteriously disappeared, Ferb disappeared as well, so you went to look for him, and found him in his room.

Again you asked, and prodded and pleaded for him to tell you, but he only responded with frustration and angry yelling.

You couldn't figure it out.
What had you done?

You felt that this new behavior was somehow pointed at you, and only you, which made you upset.

How are you supposed to feel when your crush seems to be mad at you about something?

"Sad and confused" would be fitting words.

Tired of staring at your popcorn textured ceiling, you rolled over onto your side and stared at the picture of you and Ferb at the mid-summers festival a couple summers ago sitting on your nightstand among your alarm clock, and small tissue box.

That picture had been taken at one of those moments where you wish your memory would record that moment and you could keep it forever, so you could always re-live it.

You, had lightheartedly complained your feet hurt while you, Isabella and the two brothers were hanging out at the fairgrounds.

Ferb, -being the gentleman that he was- immediately tried to find a solution, and ended up giving you piggyback ride for the duration of the evening.

He had been spinning around with you on his back, and the picture had been taken by Isabella right after he stopped, -capturing his cute, smug little smirk, and your laugh as you tried to see straight.

That was your favorite picture, and it always would be.

After staring at the picture for a couple more minutes, you felt a little better, and decided to go downstairs and get a snack.

Your mom was out at the grocery store so as you walked down the stairway, you figured there wouldn't be much in the fridge.

Just as you entered the kitchen though, you heard a knock on your front door.

Who is that? You asked yourself as you walked to your front door, and unlocked it before opening it, -revealing none other than Ferb himself.

"Hey." He greeted rather sheepishly.

"H-hey." You responded shyly, -a little afraid that he'll end up yelling at you again.

"I'm sorry." He said, -looking down at his shoes for a second as he stuck his hands in his pockets then looking back at you.

You smiled slightly.
"It's okay." You responded as you held the door open more and let him in.

Ferb nodded in thanks as he walked in and stopped at the end of the entryway.

After closing the door, you turned to face him again.

"I must've scared the bloody hell out of you." He started apologetically which a light chuckle, but quickly sobered.
"But I wasn't mad at you," He continued cautiously. "just upset over something I heard." He finished, -knowing you would want to know what it was he heard.

"And what was that?" You asked curiously as you walked past him and led him to the living room before sitting down on your couch, -Ferb doing the same.

"Well, Phineas said something about you liking someon-"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," You interrupted.
"Phineas said I liked someone?" You asked incredulously with a light laugh.

"Yes." Ferb said seriously. "Pay attention." He added before continuing his little story.

You giggled, -obviously feeling a little better than you did before Ferb showed up.

"Phineas said you liked someone, and I...overreacted, and ended up taking it out on you when you kept asking." He finished.

"Was Phineas right? Do you like anyone?" Ferb asked.

You smiled as something occurred to you.

Ferb had been upset over the fact that you could possibly like anyone, and seeing as he was upset, that could only mean one thing...

"Yes I do." You answered a little nervously, and didn't let Ferb's sudden crestfallen face get to you since what you were going to eventually say would cheer him right up, since he obviously returns your feelings.

"And he's super cute." You added mysteriously with a giggle as you leaned towards him.

Amazed at what you, -the normally shy girl of the group- were doing, you leaned back a little.

"Yeah?" Ferb said while raising an eyebrow, but he didn't lean away from you, quite the opposite actually.

"Not to mention he's also got this ridiculously awesome accent any girl could fall for." You added shyly, as you tried to be bold.

Ferb suddenly smirked.

"I can't possibly figure it out." He stated sarcastically, -going along with your little game.

You couldn't believe you were doing this. You were really doing it, after all these years.

"You must be so jealous." You said, -embracing your sudden boldness as your eyes locked with his, and you smiled shyly, -not sure if you should go along with this little plan of yours.

"Like you wouldn't believe." He said, taking your face gently in his right hand and closing the gap between the two of you, -ending your conversation with a kiss.