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Ferb checked another item off the list. Since Isabella was nowhere to be found, he was left to do the shopping himself. Sometimes she gets too involved in other people's business. He gathered the bags of items from the bench he was sitting on and began walking home. I wish Phineas would see her affections already so that she would be too preoccupied to meddle. Ferb felt himself smirk as a plan began formulating in his mind. I know what I'M going to do today.
"Morning Phineas. Whatcha' dooin?" Isabella asked as she stepped into the backyard. Phineas was frantically erecting a pillar that would serve as the support for the revolving restaurant. Buford and Baljeet were trying to get the base of the restaurant constructed. Phineas looked over at her. "Hi Isabella." He said with a grin. "You've finished the list already? Great, come and help here." He finished and Isabella's eyes went wide. "I forgot about the list." She turned to Gretchen. "Ferb and I were..." She said when Phineas came over. "You left the entire list with Ferb? I need his help here. This'll never be ready in time." He complained and rushed back to work harder, and faster, than before.
Isabella looked down at her feet. She hated letting him down. She felt Gretchen's hand on her shoulder. "We can go help Ferb finish up." Isabella nodded and walked with Gretchen down the street. Halfway to town, they came across Ferb carrying two arm-full of bags. They rushed over, grabbing a few of the bags. Isabella began apologizing immediately. "Ferb, I am so sorry. I got caught up in my thoughts and totally forgot about the list." Ferb sighed in relief as his burden was lessened. "It's fine. I managed to find everything quickly." The three turned to walk back to the backyard. An awkward silence hung over them, though Isabella couldn't discern why.
As Ferb walked toward his house, he was vaguely aware that the two girls were talking quietly between them. His thoughts turned to getting his "thick-as-a-brick" brother to notice the girl who's practically thrown herself at him for the past seven years. I'll ask her permission later, but I need something that'll show him everything she does just for him. I need something that'll show him everything he's done for her over the years! He thought to himself and picked up his pace.
Isabella was bringing Gretchen up to speed on what was happening today. "Today's Mr. and Mrs. Flynn-Fletcher's anniversary and Phineas is building a revolving restaurant for them." She said and Gretchen nodded then looked up and noticed Ferb walk away. "He's in a hurry." She commented, then Isabella grabbed her by the arm and they ran the rest of the way to their friends' back gate.
When they arrived at the backyard, they couldn't miss the frame of the restaurant standing tall. Phineas rushed at them. "It's about time, bro! If we hurry, we can build it even better than planned!" Ferb responded by handing the bags to Phineas. "I have something else to take care of." With that, Ferb went into the house. Phineas watched the back door, hoping it was a joke. When Ferb didn't return, he searched through the bags. "What's this? I know I didn't put these on the list!" He set them down in aggravation and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Now everything's ruined." Gretchen shook her head. "No, it isn't. Ferb wouldn't do this unless it benefited the plan. He was kind enough to choose these as enhancements where he saw fit."
Phineas quadrupled his efforts to get his plan completed in time. I'm glad I've got the others to help. If Ferb's going to act this way... I'll talk to him later, I just don't have time right now. He thought to himself.
Ferb went to his room and opened his desk drawer. He pulled out a simple box and opened it. Inside were two engraved flute glasses. He wrapped them up and signed the card he bought to go with them. He was going to ask Phineas what he thought of them, he was also going to ask Candace if she could pick up a bottle of Champaign. He brought the package downstairs, placed it on the dining room table and left, out the front door. I need to clear my head. He thought as he started walking down the street.
As he walked, his heart began beating faster than normal. Why did she bring her? She didn't butt in, so she couldn't have figured it out. He sighed. He had been trying for weeks to move on from his unrequited love, but his heart wouldn't let him. How could someone so smart and beautiful fall for someone like him? Ferb shook his head to clear it. Concentrate. I have to get Phin to recognize Isabella before she does something stupid. He stopped when he heard a party horn from a nearby building. He saw a small gathering of people celebrating who knows what, but it gave him an idea. It's too loud and obnoxious… He smirked "..perfect."
Ferb, with a determined step, made his way to the library. At least I can hear myself think and work in peace.
After traversing the next six blocks he arrived at his destination. He made a beeline for the computers in the back corner of the second floor. I didn't think this through, or I would have brought some paper with me. He thought as he logged into his e-mail and composed a message to himself.
After a while, Ferb sat back with a sigh. His message was loaded with ideas for the "big reveal" to Phineas. Nearly everything on the list either flashed or made some sort of noise, something that would definitely grab Phineas' attention. Sending off the e-mail, he got up and made his way back home, hoping he still had time to put his plan in motion.