A/N: Hey again! First, if you're reading this, thank you for your patience. I haven't been around a lot lately because of another project that totally sucked me in (in a good way!).
Another thing, as always thanks for the reviews to jolleIQ, Gigglebox15, BryannaB709 (hope you realise how much I love you after all those reviews), Kiera123 (you're right; I didn't have any particular song in mind though) and Rorscarch. You guys are all wonderful.
Hope you enjoy this one!
I don't own Phineas and Ferb.

Isabella threw away the last empty box. Striking a triumphant pose, she grinned at Phineas standing next to her.

"So? We made it!" she said, panting.

Phineas wiped his forehead, exhausted just like her, but equally happy.

"Yep, finally," he said with relief. As he pulled her closer for a hug, they both took a look around.

Their newly-furnished apartment looked neat and cozy. Each corner, bookshelf and drawer was filled with various things - sometimes Phineas' or Isabella's alone; more often with wedding gifts and stuff they had bought together recently. It was their very first house, and they had never been that proud of anything.

"I already feel at home here," Phineas said, a huge grin plastered on his face.

"Me too," agreed Isabella. "But I wouldn't so much, if you weren't here."

Phineas pressed his lips to her temple; they stayed like this, still embracing, rocking slightly side-to-side.

"But you know what I really can't wait for?" asked Isabella.

"Yeah?"

"When the whole place gets cluttered with everything," she admitted.

Phineas chuckled, raising his eyebrows at her.

"Did you really say that? You, the former flawless leader of the Fireside Girls, always perfectly organised and having everything under control?" he asked playfully.

"Yes." She laughed. "Because, I am so looking forward to the time when-" she paused for a second to ponder, "when these books' pages will become yellow, and we'll be cautiously turning the pages, rereading them for the millionth time. When the drawers and shelves will be bending under all the tiny, unnecessary stuff like... blurred photos, kids' scribbles... I don't know..."

"Seashells brought from summer vacations, receipts, notes..." he finished for her, nodding. "I know what you mean now."

"And then, we'll sit on the sofa, stare at this huge mess and say, 'Look at this wonderful life we've had'." She squeezed him tighter and said excitedly, "I can't wait! It makes me wish I was old already!" She laughed, and he soon joined in.

"You know, we can say it now, too, can't we? It is true, after all."

"Of course," she said as if it was obvious.

"So? Do the honors," she suggested with a chuckle.

Isabella took a serious pose and slowly gazed around the room.

"Phineas," she said loftily, but the corners of her mouth were twitching.

"Look at this wonderful life we've had."

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