...uld have sex?"
"YES!" Isabella shrieked, flying off the ground. Upon landing, she hunched over, heaving like a rabid wolf.
"Oâ€¦kâ€¦" Phineas said. The screen panned slightly as he looked to the right.
"Come on then, Ferb. Let's go have 'sex'. Of course you'll have to walk me through it." Ferb gave an agreeable nod as he and Phineas walked to the backyard.
"..Why does he always think I'm talking about the both of THEM?" she demanded disbelievingly of the air before stomping off, screaming with frustration, "I give up!"
Ferb strode over to the work table in the middle of the yard, where he and Phineas had left it before Isabella's interruption. Swiftly, Ferb hopped up and seated himself on the table, facing the still standing Phineas.
Ferb's eyes, half-lidded, bore into Phineas'. The mood-changing effect this had was astounding. Everything suddenly became soâ€¦stifling to Phineas.
Ferb then reached downwards, and ripped his pants and underwear off in a single motion. These he tossed aside casually.
Phineas blinked, a small blush working onto his face.
"So, I uh, guess you take your pants off for this, huh?" he asked, his mouth suddenly dry. The upturn of Ferb's lips told Phineas a big 'yes'.
As he removed his own lower...