Omgggg I am soooo sorry I haven't updated any of my stories but honestly I'm just trying to enjoy my last bits of summer before my sophomore year of high school ughhhhh anyways I'm really trying to write more chapters but I've got major writers block sorry again

It was dark. It was windy. It was perfect.

Phineas walked through the night streets of Danville, his hands clutched around the guns that were hidden in his trench coat.

It was a get in, get out mission.

He laughed softly to himself as he thought of the money he'd be rolling in after he finished this.

"Ferb." He muttered to his co-worker who was assisting him in his mission, even though he insisted he didn't need assistance.

Ferb looked up at him with a questioning glance.

"Who's the target again?" Phineas asked quietly, looking around to make sure no one was near them.

Ferb sighed and gently pulled out the small folder that had the target's information.

"Isabella Garcia-Shapiro. 18 years. Mexican-Jewish. Works at family owned restaurant. Lives by herself on 131 Misty Court."

"Is that it?" Phineas pointed his head to a yellow house that was located at the end of a cul de sac.

Ferb nodded.

Phineas observed the house, looking for an opening and saw a large tree right next to a lit room and an open window.

He smirked.

"I'll be right back. This'll be a piece of cake." He said.

Ferb rolled his eyes but stayed and hid nearby.

Phineas swiftly climbed the tree and hid himself in the thick branches and leaves.

He peered into the room and frowned when it seemed no one was there.

"Patience, Flynn. Just one girl and tomorrow you'll be on a cruise to the Bahama's." He murmured to himself.

He tensed up as he saw the door to the hallway opened.

A girl with long, midnight black hair entered the room, her back to the window.

She was wearing a simple light blue t-shirt and gym shorts and was holding a stack of textbooks.

Phineas smiled. 'Too easy'

As Phineas lifted his gun to his eye to get better aim, the girl turned around and Phineas froze.

The girl danced lightly around her room, her eyes closed as she started singing a beautiful tune.

Phineas couldn't tear his eyes away from the girl as she smiled to herself and pulled her hair up in a messy bun.

He felt he was gonna fall from a heart attack as she opened her eyes and revealed the most gorgeous color of sea blue that he had ever seen. He felt like he was drowning in them and he wanted to stay lost forever.

Her beautiful blue eyes, her pearly white and gentle smile, her soft buttery skin, her silky black hair.

It was almost too much for him to handle.

Finally, she left the room again and Phineas could breathe properly.

He scoffed at his moment of weakness. He looked down at his gun and slipped it back into his pocket.

He walked back, past Ferb, with a light smile pulling at his mouth.

"Did you kill her?" Ferb asked, catching up to him with his long legs.

Phineas shook his head, his eyes turning to mist as her image entered his head.

"Wait, that was the mission. Didn't you want the money?" Ferb asked in deep confusion.

Phineas stopped abruptly and turned to Ferb, his face now completely showing his desire.

"Ferb, my old friend. Life isn't all about money. Besides, we can just go take another mission. We're not killing her." Phineas said.

Ferb took one look at Phineas' lovesick face and smirked to himself. "Says the one that wouldn't stop talking about his dream vacation."

Phineas simply waved it off. Nothing was getting in the way of his new found love.

"Maybe another time, Ferb. Let's go."