"Say it, Isabella," Phineas demanded teasingly with a gleam in his yes.
"Say what?" Isabella turned to Phineas, hiding her blushing. "What now?"
Phineas laughed. "Come on!" he pleaded, taking her hands. Isabella let go quick and her face flushed red.
She shook her head, mumbling an, "I don't get it." before turning her back to the read-headed boy. "Wh..." she smiled, then faced Phineas once more. "You really want me to, don't you?" she gave a slight giggle then played along. "Hum, I have no idea."
"Just say it!" Phineas was on his knees now, begging. "Say the only thing I live to hear u say!" He did not realize he was speaking out loud.
Isabella blushed again. "...What'cha doin'?"
Phineas ducked his head and smiled. "Thank you," he sighed as he stood up again.
"You know u zei all this out loud, right?"
Phineas got a blank look in his eyes. "WUT?" And with that, the red-headed boy fainted with a moan.
Isabella knelt down and whispered in his ear: "Seriously, Phineas, what are u doing?"