The group are all in their teens, around 16-17.

The Little Moments
By: Sally White

Imagine your otp as young teenagers, not together yet. They are with a group of friends and on their way back from a late night school trip on the train. The seats are all four together and there is a group of five, so person A sits on person B's lap for the journey, despite some mild mockery from their friends. Both person A and person be are tired from the long trip and relaxed by the gentle train ride and despite their best efforts, they doze off cuddled up together on the chair. Leaving their friends to giggle about them and take photos for later blackmail.

It had been a long day for all of the kids. A trip to the city to go to the mall and see a movie. They had been there all day, having driven a couple of hours just to get there. It was around 9pm now, and they were all ready to leave.

It had been unanimously decided among them that Ferb would be the one driving. He was the best with directions, and he had installed a GPS in his car just in case they got lost.

But there was a slight catch.

Ginger and Adyson had decided to go home two hours ago, so they were driving Baljeet and Buford home, as well as Gretchen and Isabella. Their car only seated five, and Gretchen had already called shotgun. So that meant that Phineas, Isabella, Baljeet, and Buford were going to be squished together in the back.

Isabella had decided to take the easy way out and be the one to give up a seat. Phineas had tried vehemently to get her to change her mind, but she was a stubborn girl. The red-head has still felt bad that she had to give up her seat, so he offered to let her sit on his lap in exchange. The offer had made the Mexican-Jewish girl blush a deep scarlet, but she had readily agreed. She saw it as an opportunity to get closer to the boy she loved and she wasn't about to turn him down. Besides, it would be better than sitting on Baljeet or Buford's lap.

They were barely a half hour into the trip home when Isabella fell asleep. She was sitting sideways on Phineas' lap, and her head had come to rest on his right shoulder. He had been sheepish and blushing about it at first, but he had quickly gotten over it and just held her, gently petting her hair. It wasn't too long after that he fell asleep as well, his head resting against hers.

Needless to say, everyone else in the car was snickering at them. Gretchen and Buford had whipped their phones out and took pictures, both intending to use said pictures for blackmail. Baljeet had taken to pouting and staring out the window, jealous that the two got to be so close. Ferb just glanced at the two from the rear-view mirror, smirking at the smile that was on his step-brother's lips.

The green-haired boy glanced over at Gretchen as she scrolled through the pictures she had taken. "Do me a favor, send one to my mother," he murmured to her, having no desire to wake the two in the back.

The girl in glasses looked up at him, her eyebrows raised in surprise that he had actually spoken. "Sure, but…can I ask why?"

"She'll want to see this." He glanced at the two again, noting how they had now curled into each other. "Trust me."