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It turned out that everyone had their breaking point - even Phineas. Such events happened extremely rarely though, almost never... Yet still, they were so untypical, one might even say bizarre. Because Phineas, with his incomprehensible optimism and drive, shouldn't be found in such a miserable state. Something just didn't feel right.

Those were Isabella's thoughts as she looked at him sitting next to her on her couch, his head low. It hurt her to see him like this; his liveliness lost, his usual sparkle absent from the eyes. It felt like whatever had happened, he didn't deserve it.

There were just two questions that kept puzzling her. First, how could he possibly be so down? Secondly, why did he decide to look for comfort at her side, not Ferb's?

"Phineas..." she finally spoke up softly, at which he twitched. "What happened?"

He kept staring at the floor. How was he supposed to explain he just needed her company? That he had wanted to tell her so many things for some time now that he was barely holding himself back? He didn't know what he expected. That coming here would solve everything? No. But at least he would be with her, even though she had no idea how much it meant to him. Not wanting to lie, he just kept silent.

"Phineas..." she pleased, her voice quiet and worried. Something was definitely wrong, and she was becoming anxious.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Please, don't talk to me like this, he thought. Because I'm near telling you everything and I don't know how this would end.

She gently placed her hand on his shoulder. Before thinking twice, he held her tight, and buried his face in her shoulder. Isabella was surprised - she realised it was a call for support.

After a while, she wrapped her arms around him too, and felt his hand press her head against his slightly.

"Gosh, Phineas, you're so tense..." Her voice was soft yet concerned. Her hand started sliding up and down his back slowly.

Phineas melted into this. That was what he needed. With every move of her hand, his muscles were getting less and less rigid. Isabella noticed he was now gradually becoming more relaxed. With his chest slowly rising and falling against hers, she noticed his breath was calmer and deeper.

But I didn't do anything extraordinary, she wondered. Little did she know she was completely mistaken.

"You don't want to tell me what is bothering you?" It was more of a statement that a question. Her hand stopped on his shoulderblade.

"I will, some time," he mumbled into her shoulder. "I promise. Trust me. Just not now, all right?"

She nodded. Not going to get anything out of him by force, she resumed stroking his back.

Phineas squeezed her tighter, nestling himself into her warm embrace, and closed his eyes, hoping this moment could last eternally.

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