A/N I had something really nice typed outvbbut safari crashed and I lost it. Um, thanks to the reviewers, it means a lot. Uh. I forget what I had typed out here. Enjoy! And review!

Disclaimer: I don't own Phineas and Ferb.

Head's up guys. This chapter is going to be sad, but it should get better soon.

Phineas is sitting on a tree, throwing rocks at my window. It's so sweet!

I rush over and yank the window open. Although, in my excitement, I completely missed the window the first time, warranting a laugh from Phineas.

"I'm sorry Princess, I had to see you" he said, hanging onto the window, still standing on a tree branch.

She smiled. This meant a lot to her, she finally had a friend. Someone she could open up to, and someone who could do the same for her. Someone who would do so much for her.

She gave him a hand to get in. "No, it's sweet. And don't call me princess." she said, blushing again.

He nodded. They sat up on her bed, talking the entire night away. They were great friends. They could always be this way. Always have something to talk about, and not let anything be awkward. The hours went by, until they got tired. Neither wanted to admit that they were tired and that he should go, they wanted this moment to carry on forever.

So, that is why they had both fell asleep, next to each other on her bed. (No ideas here guys, they're asleep!)

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Several hours later, Phineas woke up. He found himself in an extremely awkward predicament. Apparently, he just found out that he fell asleep, along with the princess. They had cuddled up next to each other, and he had his arm around her. 'This is so awkward, I'm glad I woke up before her.' he thought. 'But why am I enjoying this so much?' he continued wondering. Eventually he realized that he couldn't get up without waking her, and shortly fell back asleep.

A while later, the princess woke up. She found herself in the awkward position, but found herself thinking the same thing as Phineas, that she really doesn't want to move.

Yet another hour later, they had both waken up. This time, they noticed that the other was up, and quickly jumped up.

However, there was a bit of a problem for Phineas. In his sleep, his right sleeve rolled up slightly. Unfortunately, Isabella noticed.

In a look of horror she pointed right below his shoulder. "Ph-Phineas, what's that?" she said, appalled and scared at the same time.

He quickly realized his mistake and pushed his sleeve down. "Isa-Isabella, I-I c-can e-explain!" he said, stuttering on every word. He had forgotten completely about the sign. To show your loyalty to the assassins, you get something that'll last forever. A little tattoo. The assassins figure, "You'll be in the assassins for your whole life, so get something to show it". What happens is you get a little "A" with a blade imprinted on your right arm. It is a dead giveaway of even the best assassin.

"Explain what? That you're- you're one of them!" she said, putting a lot of emphasis on 'them'.

"You don't understand, if you don't join, they'll kill you!" he said, hoping dearly she'd forgive him.

"Well, it's better to die with honor than live like a coward!" she said.

You could distinctively see the hurt in his eyes. That really stung. Badly.

"But-"

"So when you said you 'bring people to justice' what you meant was-"

He nodded. This new side of him scared her a bit. It was like she thought he was going to pull a knife out and kill her. She backed away from him.

"Oh, and when you said 'you have a job to do out here' that means, you have an assassination to perform." she said, more disgusted now than ever.

He nodded again, and hung his head low.

"Well who is it? I want to know who you planned on murdering!" she said, angrily this time.

He looked at her eyes, for what he thought sold be the final time. He wouldn't answer, he couldn't. But you could see shame and sadness in his eyes.

The princess seemed to catch on. "Oh, let me guess. You were sent to kill the queen-to-be. You were sent to kill me, weren't you?" she inquired. She said it as more of a question than an accusation, with hurt full in her voice.

For a third time, he nodded. "You don't-"

"Understand? I don't understand that you came to kill me? I don't understand that you've been playing me? I don't get it that you've been practically making fun of me, while I poured my heart out to you! Well let me tell you, I understand just fine! And I hope YOU understand that I'm turning you in the first chance I get."

"Isabella-"

"No! Just go!"

"But Isabella, I wasn't pl-"

"I said LEAVE!" she spat out. "NOW!"

He looked at the window, and back at her. "I'm sorry" he said, jumping out the window, and landing on the tree.

Isabella's POV

I can't believe it. My new "friend" has been planning my murder. Oh man, I can't wait to tip of the guards about him. I'll give him chance to run, but there's no way he'll make it far enough. And to think I ever cared for him. To think I actually liked him, more than what I would ever admit to. Well, at least I have Baljeet. He may not be that great of a person, but he'll keep my head on straight, unlike Phineas! Baljeet is fine, better than Phineas anyways. The main difference is Baljeet would never kill me.

Meanwhile…

Villain's POV

"It's okay sweetie, my plan's working just fine. They never fail a job. Especially one like this." the man said, hugging his girlfriend.

She nodded, and smiled weirdly. "Good! She'll be gone in no time!"

He nodded. "That no good princess'll be swimming in her own blood in no time at all. Then we'll have our chance."

Phineas's POV

I dashed out of her room like a madman. Man, that hurt. What she said, I mean. Her words rang in my head. 'Well, it's better to die with honor than live like a coward.' I immediately went back to our spot. All I wanted to do was grab my stuff and go into hiding, but I couldn't. I couldn't bring myself to leave. I've been living here for days now. Even to get food, I just hunted. I haven't left this general spot once. Well except for last night of course. But who could forget that? I just can't believe I was so stupid. In two ways. One being showing my very assassin sign. The other being that I actually thought I could be friends with a princess, particularly one I was going to kill. Again, she's so nice and intelligent. Who could ever want to murder her?

Third Person

The bad guy in our story, of course. There he is. Sitting in his little lair. Okay fine, it's not a lair. It's just his room in the castle. But he does have a little hideout. It's a cave out far in the woods. Oh, but I guess you don't care about whether or not he has lair. Perhaps the word "castle" caught your attention though. Yes, he lives with the royal family. That's why he knows her so personally. I bet several people thought he wanted her dead for political reasons. Well, yeah, that's a small portion of it. But his personal opinion of her heavily outweighs that reason.

Right now he sits with his girlfriend, comforting her, telling her the plan will indeed work. And right now, after that fight, it's looking like it might just do so.

Phineas Flynn, still sitting out in the woods, sighed. He knew he had to get out of there. That would be one of the first search spots. He just knew it, but something else told him to stay. Well, something else entirely told him to leave. That was the guard shouting, "We found him, we found him!"

That certainly gave Phin here some motivation to move.

Within a second, he had already grabbed his bag and was sprinting away. 'Fortunately' the guards had horses. He was running extraordinarily fast, but knew he'd never lose them. He'd have to hide somewhere.