Hello everyone! It's StylishFashionista, and I'm back in the Phineas and Ferb fandom! I'm going to post Fireside VS Firework as soon as I can! But for now, an enjoyable three-shot is in order! This three-shot is basically all of the Phinabella episodes kind of rewritten my way in Phineas' POV. Episodes will change slightly. Just a heads up. This is just the beginning, to set out the gist of the story. I hope you guys like it! Oh yeah, and italics are lyrics! Hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: If I owned Phineas and Ferb, I would've been out of invention ideas by now!

Phineas' POV

Introduction

"Finally! School is over!" I yell, pumping my fist into the air. "Izzy, thanks for inviting me!"

She smiles. "You're welcome. Wouldn't be as much as a pool party without you."

"Yeah, and Ferb!" I smile, motioning to him. Ferb stands there, leaning on Isabella's door henge.

She looked slightly disapointted, but nods. "Yep. So, the pool is just at the patio, as you two probably already know." Yes, Isabella, I know. I had your house memorized since the first time I came here. "Have fun!"

"We sure will," I tell her, before entering her house. I walk to her pool, where Django was. We weren't that close, but he was always a nice friend to have around.

"Hey, Phineas! Ferb! Over here!" He motions to the two beach chairs next to him.

"Hey Django!" I smile, sitting down on a beach chair. "What's up?"

"Nothing much," Django shrugs. "What's up with you and Isabella?"

Me and Isabella? What? "N-n-n-nothing!" I stutter, and mentally scold myself for that. Now it'll be totally obvious that I like Isabella.

"Phineas, I know you're oblivious to everything," he pauses. "And I mean, EVERYTHING!" Hey! I'm not always oblivious! I knew that my parents, Candace and Ferb were planning me a surprise party when I was 5. So what if my stepdad told me?! I still knew!

"No, I'm not!" I exclaim, even though I know it's true.

"Yes, you are!" Django insists.

I sigh. "I know."

"You know," Django continues. "The only reason I asked is because Isabella has a major crush on you, and I was wondering if you feel the same way.

Isabella? She has a crush on me? But why?

"She does?" I ask, my eyes widening.

"Yeah," Django answers. "And I'm pretty sure she can't make it any more obvious."

I look for Ferb. He has to know something about this! But no, I see him talking to Vanessa in the pool.

"So do you like her or not?" Django pesters me about it.

"Umm," I blush a little. "Yeah, I guess."

"Then it's settled!" Django exclaims. "You should tell her before the summer ends!"

"What do you mean?" I ask him.

"I mean, you should make it your summer goal to tell her," Django says. "Like your big inventions. Those are your goals, right?"

"Yeah," I answer. I love making inventions. Nothing's impossible if you set your mind to it, and it's just fun to see what you can accomplish in a day. "But I already called Izzy adorable." And she is adorable. It's practically a scientific fact!

"So tell her," I cock my head to the side to show Django I was confused, so he elaborated on it more. "Tell her she's more than adorable. Tell her you have a major crush on her. She'll be delighted, I know. What do you say?"

i ponder about it for a minute. I would love for Isabella to know I have a major crush on her. And besides, there's nothing I can lose.

I smile determinately at Django. "I'll do it."

Attempt #1, Day 15, I Scream, You Scream

"Okay, Isabella. Say 'Aah'," Dr. Hirano says. We were at the doctor's office visiting Isabella. She just got her tonsils out. I had got mine out a couple years ago, so I knew how much it hurt. But, my parents gave me bunches of ice cream sundaes, and I loved it!

"Aah!" Isabella says, widening her mouth.

Dr. Hirano examines the inside of Isabella's mouth. "Oh, good. The swelling has gone down dramatically," Dr. Hirano backs away from Isabella and smiles. "I'll be back to check on you soon."

She leaves, and I say Isabella's usual catchphrase. "So, Isabella, what'cha dooooin'?"

"Oh, just recovering," Isabella answers in a raspy voice, which I found insanely cute. But, she looked even cuter in her PJs. "But I finally got my tonsillectomy patch."

I smile. She always knows how to make anything positive.

"We just came by to cheer you up," I smile at her, and she beams back. "And to see if you're well enough for our event." We were planning a huge trojan war, and I knew that Isabella would love to join. She loves these types of things.

"Sorry, guys," Isabella shoots Ferb and I a weak smile. "My throat still hurts like crazy!"

"That's cool," I smile back, before turning to the reenactors. "Sorry, gang. We've got to postpone the Trojan War reenactment till further notice." I hear them start to complain as they leave the office.

I turn back to Isabella. "You know, the best part of getting your tonsils out is that you get to eat all the ice cream you want." I smile, remembering the mountains of ice cream I had when I had my tonsils taken out.

"Really?" Isabella smiles hopefully, practically jumping out of the hospital bed.

I smile widely, bringing her hope higher and higher. "Mountains of it! We could have the biggest ice cream sundae ever made!" I exclaim. Then a lightbulb came to my head. I could make Isabella a huge sundae! That'll be the perfect time to tell her that I like her! "Ferb, I know what we're gonna do today! First, we gotta draw up some plans," I shake my head. "Wait, no time for that. You go to Blueprint Heaven; I'll head home and meet the delivery guy," I had Blowtorch City on speeddial, so I called them quickly. Hello? Blowtorch City? Yeah, I'll hold," I turn to Isabella. "When are they letting you out of this joint?"

She smiles. "This afternoon," she answers.

"Perfect," I smile. "We should have just enough time." This is going to be perfect.

LATER

"Wow, guys, this is amazing!" Isabella gushes. I was at her house, and Ferb was back at Blueprint Heaven to get our blueprint back. We're thinking of trying to rebuild the sundae maker, this time with the ight blueprint. "I was afraid you and Ferb were gonna go overboard and build some giant sundae contraption or something!"

I smile weakly. "Actually, we were gonna do that, but we accidentally build a space laser instead."

She chuckles. That smile right there was just so perfect!

"You know, Isabella, you look really good today," I tell her.

She blushes and looks down. "Thanks."

I open my mouth to say something, but I was interrupted by Isabella's mom opening the door.

"Hey, Phineas, you have to go," she says. "Your mom needs to go apologize to her cooking teacher."

I laugh, hearing this story from my mom already while she was helping Ferb and I make the sundae for Isabella.

"OK, I'll leave," I turn to Isabella. "See you later."

"You too," she waves, and I leave her room. Darn it! I never told Isabella how I feel!

I sigh. Oh well, there's always next time.

Attempt #2, Day 39, One Good Scare Ought To Do It

"Gracias!" I smile, waving to the mariachi band that ws leaving the backyard. Most of them were groaning, but Arturo was smiling, pretending the nothing had happened (they fell out of the tree). Lesson learned: never drink chocolate milk before planning the day's activity. As they leave, I watch Isabella waltz into the backyard. She looked radiant.

"Hi, Phineas," she smiles, walking towards Ferb and I.

"Oh. Hi, Isabella," I smile and wave to her.

She goes to do her normal catchphrase. "Whatcha do-" But, right in the middle, she hiccups.

"Are you okay?" I ask her. She obviously had the hiccups, and the hiccups is super annoying. I've had my fair share of them.

Isabella nods. "Yeah. I just came by to see whatcha do-" She hiccups again. "-ing." She sighs.

"Wow. That's a bad case of hiccups you got there," I say.

"I know," Isabella says. "They're driving me crazy!" And she hiccups again.

I smirk. I'm going to get her hiccups gone. "Not to fear, Isabella. Ferb and I will help you cure your hiccups."

She hiccups once more in response.

"Okay, Isabella," I start. "The best way to cure the hiccups is to scare them away. So what scares you?"

"Hmm..." she thinks, before hiccuping again. "Well, there was this haunted house at the state fair-" And she hiccups again. "that was pretty scary."

A haunted house? That's perfect! It'll scare Isabella's hiccups away, and she gets scared as a bonus! I can cuddle her and make her feel safe! It's a perfect way of telling her how I feel. "That's it! Ferb and I are gonna make you the scariest haunted house ever! Zombies, werewolves, and ghosts, and vampires, and witches! This will be perfect!"

And I start writing down notes in my notebook, because I was going to make a perfect haunted house. I know I am.

LATER

"Okay, troops. Thanks for coming on such short notice," I say to Baljeet, Buford and the Fireside Girls. I called them to plan the haunted house. "Buford, I know this is cutting into your canasta game, and I'm sorry for that."

"This better be good, pointy," Buord threatens, punching his fist into his hand to scare me.

"Oh, it is. Isabella has been cursed..." Everyone gasps. "with hiccups!" I continue, to which everyone sighed in disappointment. "Worse case I've ever seen. We're building this haunted house to scare the hiccups out of her. To do so, we must dig deep into those terrible places any sane man shoves into the darkest, twisted corners of his mind. Each of you must find out what scares you the most. So with your help, my friends, we can build this house with enough horror to destroy the involuntary contraction of Isabella's diaphragm muscle once and for all!"

I then hear applause. I smile, knowing that this would work.

"Now come on! Let's get our scare on!"

LATER

"Hi, Phineas. Whatcha do... Ph-Phineas?" Isabella looks up to see the huge haunted house.

"Boo!" I jump right into her face, and she jumped a little bit in fright. She then looks at my getup. I look like a crazed scientist. Then, I hear her hiccup.

"Darn. It didn't work, Phineas," her face falls a little bit, before perking back up. "What else you got?"

I smirk. "Oh, we've got plenty, if you're up for it."

I hold out my hand, and Isabella takes it. I blush slightly. "I-" Another hiccup. "g-g-guess so."

"Come on, Izzy," I use my nickname for Isabella. "It'll be fine. Come on."

I lead her into the haunted house and start singing.

Come, let's tiptoe into the dark One good scare ought to do it!

The lights flicker on, which reveals a bunch of monsters trapping Isabella and I. I run to the next room, dragging Isabella with me.

You'll find our bite much worse than our bark

Wolves start to howl.

One good scare ought to do ya some good

I lead her to a hallway, where ghosts are popping out on every step we take. I could feel Isabella flinching each and every time. I really hope this works.

If you should find the daily grind, a tad bit taxing on the mind To help unwind, if so inclined I have a small suggestion

I lead Isabella up a long, spiral staircase. Once we got to the top, a jack in a box popped out. It looked like a messed up clown, and everyone hates clowns, so I'm hoping that was at the least bit scary.

That if you dare into my lair, you should prepare for quite a scare! Well, will you share in this nightmare with me, my only question

I lead Isabella into a medieval room, where knights are slashing their axes at us. Isabella lets go of my hand and starts to run with me. She was afraid for her dear life. Once we got through all of the knights, I offer her my hand again, hoping she'll take it. She smiles and takes it, and we both blush a crimson red. I snap out of it and led her into the next room.

"Boo! Boo, I say!" Baljeet yells, attempting to scare us. He was dressed up as a stack of papers with scribbles all around it. On the top was a huge F.

"Baljeet?" I was shocked by his very lame getup.

Baljeet shakes his head. "Oh, I am not Baljeet. I am the scariest thing known to man, a failed math test!"

I mentally face palm myself. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. "Yeah, right. We're just gonna move on now."

I lead Isabella out, but I could hear Baljeet yell, "You can run, but it won't be to the college of your choice, I tell you!"

If your hair lies lifeless and limp One good scare ought to do it!

We were surronded by zombies. I lead Isabella out of the huddle beore it was too late, and the zombies hit the elctric ball instead, electricuting themselves.

Come with me, now, don't be a wimp! One little scare ought to do ya some good

I lead her into an empty hallway, and the paintings start to flicker. Then, a bunch of spiders start to fall down. I could feel Isabella flinch. However, I grab one, and then I grab Isabella's hand. We both go up with the spider, and hop onto the next level.

"Hello? Buford?" I look in a dark, cold room. It was windy due to the window being open. Buford pops out.

"Behold; the face of evil." He is wearing a little girl's costume with blonde pigtails. He also drew on freckles and was holding a plush black poodle.

I mentally slap myself on the forehead. This was more pathetic than a failed math test. "Buford, are you supposed to be Jeremy's little sister?" I point at him. "You said you were gonna be something scary!"

"She is scary, man," Burford exclaims. "She gives me the willies."

I was about to burst out laughing, but I refrain from it, since I wanted to be respectful. "Little Suzy Johnson gives you the willies?"

"You don't know, man," Buford shakes his head. "You don't know."

Isabella was about to whisper something into my ear, but I start walking backwards awkwardly. Isabella caught on and mimicked my actions "Um...we'll catch up with you later, okay?"

We walk out of the room, but I could hear Buford faintly. He was crying and whispering to himself. "Wash away the horror. Wash away the horror."

That is quite right, I would delight in taking flight into the night! If I may give you such a fright, you know I surely would

I was holding onto a white string, which was supposed to resemble a spider string. Isabella was worried, but I gave her a reassuring smile and look. She started to relax into it. We both go onto the next level, which had a rollercoaster cart waiting for us. We both go into it and sit, and it started to run.

But if I seem a bit extreme in my attempts to make you scream Remember this spooky scheme will cure your hiccups for good

The rollercoaster stopped every few seconds to show a scary thing, but then went up a large hill.

One little (X4) One little scare ought to do you some good!

We plummetted down. Even though I was laughing and enjoying it (my hands were up in the air the entire time!), Isabella was clutching the hand bar for dear life.

The rollercoaster stopped at the top, where Ferb was waiting. He was dressed up as Frankenstein, and he gave an amazing evil laugh to tie everything together.

"So, Isabella, did it work?" I ask, slightly hoping that it didn't.

Isabella smiles at first, before hiccuping again.

"I was afraid she would say that," I say. I was going to tell her my feelings now, but later would be a better idea, since it's the scariest part. "Well, there's one more thing we could try. You up for it?"

Isabella nods determinately, and I smile.

"Perfect. Here it goes."

I was about to push the lever, before I see Candace crashing in.

"Phineas! Ferb! Scary! Crazy! Haunted house! Vampires! Zombies! Suzy!" Candace was officially going crazy. "Phineas, you are so going down!"

I then felt a shake. I knew that the ground shouldn't have been moving, so I knew something was up. "You guys! We need to get out of here, pronto! Everybody, out, out, out, out!"

I made sure that everyone was out of the building. But, when it was my time, the haunted house was up in the air.

"What the!" I say. I look down to see Isabella.

"Phineas!" she yells. "Girls, sashes!"

The Fireside Girls form this trampoline thing out of their sashes, which I honestly think is pretty cool.

"Hey, Phineas!" Isabella yells. "Jump!"

"What?" I yell back.

"Jump!" she repeats, before her eyes soften. "Trust me!"

I nod, before jumping out of the floating haunted house. I land right in the middle of the trampoline, and bounce into Isabella's arms.

"Now that was scary," Isabella states. "Hey! My hiccups are gone!"

I smile at her, and she smiles back. It was a perfect time to tell her my feelings. But, I look into her blue eyes, and I was scared to do it. So I backed out of it.

"Um, hey, this is cute and all, but can you please put me down?" I ask her. I really shouldn't have done that.

"Sure," Isabella says with a disappointed tone. She awkwardly puts me down and walks over to Candace to talk to her. Dumb me. Why didn't I just tell her right then and there. It was the perfect moment! Grr! Back to square one, it is, then.

Attempt #3, Day 44, Out Of Launch

"And this is Mission Control," I say. I was giving the Fireside Girls a tour of the rocket and the backyard before blasting off.

"It's kinda small," Isabella states.

I smirk. "Oh, it looks small on the outside. But Ferb really knows how to maximize space."

All of the Fireside Girls looked into Mission Control and was shocked. It seemed much smaller on the outside. All of them went inside to check it out, but Isabella stayed outside.

"Phineas, can I ask you something?" she asks. I nod, motioning her to continue. I was secretly hoping that she would ask me to the Girls' Choice Dance. I could probably tell her about my feelings then. "Will you go to the dance-"

"Excuse me Phineas, can I get you to sign some liability waivers?" Katie pops her head out of Mission Control and passes me a clipboard.

I nod, slightly disappointed I didn't get to hear what Isabella had to say. "Sure thing. Hold that thought, Isabella."

I walk in, but I could hear Isabella sigh and say, "Sure. No prob."

LATER

"Mission Control? Come in, Mission Control."

I was in space with Ferb and Candace, and I needed to tell Isabella that we got Candace in our spaceship. Luckily, Isabella's face popped onto the monitor.

"Phineas, did you find Candace?" she asks.

"Yes," I answer. "We've got her, and we're on our way home."

"Excellent!" Isabella beams. So, Phineas, speaking of home, there's that dance tonight, and-"

Isabella was interrupted by the rocket beeping. I look around the dashboard to see what was wrong, until I see the fuel level. It was almost on empty.

"Hold that thought, Isabella. I think we're out of fuel," I tell her, and with that, she angrily logs out of the monitor. Oopsy.

LATER

I walk out of the rocket to see Isabella and the Fireside Girls. They were cheering, but I went straight to Isabella.

"Hey, Phineas, you guys were great," Isabella says.

"Thanks," I say. "You weren't too bad yourself."

"Oh," she giggles that oh-so-cute giggle. "Thanks. So, would you like to go to the Night of the Falling Stars Girls' Choice Dance tonight?"

I smile. Yes! She wants to go with me! "Sounds like fun."

Isabella smiles. "Really?"

I nod before turning to Ferb. "Ferb, what's our schedule like?" He looks through his schedule book and sends me a thumbs up with a smile. I can go with Isabella. Then, I can tell her how I feel about her. But, wait, what if she doesn't feel the same way? Wait, what am I saying? This girl is asking me to the Girls' Choice Dance! But, what if she's asking me just as friends. Then, it'll be so embarrassing for me to tell her. I decided to get Ferb to come with me as well, so then the worst case scenario can't happen.

"Okay, WE'LL be there," I answer, making sure Isabella got the "we'll" part.

"Both of you?" Isabella asks. She was obviously shocked.

"Yeah," I smile, attempting to pull it off. "Why don't you come by, and we'll all walk over together?"

I hear Isabella sigh once more before saying, "Sure. No prob."

And that was when I knew I truly made a mistake.

Attempt #4, Day 59, The Chronicles Of Meap

"Hi guys! What'cha doin?"

I turn away from the spaceship that was in my backyard to look at Isabella. She looked extra cute today. "Oh, hi Isabella. come over here and we'll show you."

Isabella walks up to the spaceship. "Um, what is this?"

"It's a spaceship!" I exclaim. "We're fixing up this spaceship that belongs to our new friend Meap," I smle, remembering how cute Meap is. "Meap, he's the most adorable thing in the world."

"Really?" Isabella asks, and I nod. "Are you sure there's nothing, or no one that's more adorable?"

You are. That's what I would've said. But, I was too scared. I just went with, "No, not a chance," I watch Isabella's face fall, and she starts to frown. I felt incredibly bad. "Here, see for yourself... Meap? Meap?" I call out, but to no avail. Meap isn't showing up, which made me look like a bigger idiot. So, I grab Ferb's old GPS and start to trick it out.

"Okay," I nod and set the GPS down. "I jury-rigged Ferb's old GPS device to create a cute tracker. It locks onto the cutest thing in the area, so it should lead us right to Meap. Let's see if we can get a signal." It started to beep. "Got something!"

Isabella smiles. "Oh, that's probably me. Sorry."

God, Isabella, you don't know how much resistance I had to put into this thing so then it wouldn't just lead me to you. "No, it's three miles in that direction. Ferb, why don't you stay here and finish the ship?" I look at Ferb, who salutes me, hitting himself in the head with a wrench. "Isabella, want to come with me and help me find Meap?"

"Sure, I still haven't gotten my 'You wouldn't know cute if it bit your legs off' accomplishment patch," Isabella spat sarcastically. I could tell she was mad. And I knew that I caused it. I just don't want her to know.

"Cool! Let's go!" I exclaim, and Isabella growls before following me to the driveway.

"La-la-la-la-la-laa-la-la-la!" Isabella was singing and skipping in circles, which was INSANELY cute.

"I keep getting some kind of cute interference..." I say.

Isabella stops skipping and singing, and looks worried. "It's me! I'm endangering the mission! I shouldn't have come."

I shake my head. I think I put up enough resistance for Isabella's cuteness. But when she was singing and skipping, she just got THAT much cuter. But, then the cute interference stopped, and the path to Meap was clear. I think it's because Isabella stopped singing and skipping. "No. Now it's cleared up. Let's go."

LATER

I smile. "The cute signal's getting stronger." Isabella and I were at Main Street. Usually the street is buzzing with action, but today, it's not. I think it's because of that Bango-Ru! convention.

Isabella looks at me in the eye. "Phineas...?"

I look back at her. "Yes?"

"How come you think Meap is so cute?" Isabella asks. Not what I was hoping for. I seriously wish she asked me out. "What does that even mean anyway? Cute." She spat out the word as if it was toxic.

OK, how do I answer this? "I can't define cute," I shrug. "I just know it when I pick it up on my cuteness meter. Although, I keep getting this weird cute interference from somewhere."

Isabella's face lights up, from hopes that it was coming from her. I smile at her before a spaceship comes down. It opens to reveal Ferb.

"Whoa!" I exclaim, examining the spaceship. "Sweet! You tricked it out! Isabella and I are hot on Meap's trail. Let's bounce."

Isabella and I climb into the spaceship, and we are off.

LATER

"Uh... Where's Meap?" Candace asks. Candace, Ferb, Isabella and I were on a space station, where Mitch, and presumably Meap, were. Mitch keeps a bunch of cool creatures in his space station, and Ferb, Isabella and I spent so much time playing with them. "I told him to wait right here."

I look at Ferb's GPS, which wasn't giving me anything. "Hmm, I'm having trouble picking up his cute signal." I scratch my head in confusion.

Isabella sighs. "Phineas, since you obviously won't figure this out on your own, I think I'm the one causing the cute interference."

I chuckle a little. "Don't be silly Isabella. I took into account your cuteness, and adjusted the cute-meter settings accordingly from the beginning. See, look what happens when I change it back to normal." I switch Ferb's GPS to 'normal', and it explodes from an overload of cuteness from Isabella. I blush and smile sheepishly. "Oops, so much for finding Meap."

Isabella smiles, and we have that moment for a few seconds, locking our gazes into each other's eyes. But, it was all destroyed by one scream.

"MEAP!"

And we all went to help Meap, while having a few awkward moments with Isabella.

I will tell her about my feelings later. And I swear it on my life.

So fini! This first part was really bad. I swear, the next parts will be so much better! Why don't we start with the usual 5 reviews? You guys are so awesome!