*I own nothing*

Phineas slams the play on to the on the desk Ferb is sitting at in Ferb's trailer. "Take it out of the play, now!"

Ferb looks up at his brother. "Why?"

Phineas throws his hands up. "Because it's Isabella and it would be weird!"

Ferb gets up from his seat and starts to head out of his trailer. "What's so weird about it?"

Phineas picks up the play, trailing behind him, and shaking the play. "It's a kissing scene! A kissing scene between me and Isabella! How is that not weird?"

Ferb shrugs. "I don't know," He smirks at his brother. "I always thought you two were cute."

Phineas' face turns a dark shade of red. "We-we aren't cute together."

Ferb raises an eyebrow. "You guys were pretty cute today…"

Phineas opens his mouth in shock. "You're the one who wrote the scene of me kissing her hand. I was just acting." Phineas folds his arms.

Ferb chuckles. "I was talking about before the play started. You guys seemed to a little flirty with each other."

Phineas blushes in response. "We weren't flirting."

Ferb rolls his eyes. "Sure… So, you're okay with kissing her then?"

Phineas looks at his brother in frustration, using his hands for emphasizes. "NO!"

"Phineas, you said it yourself that the characters aren't really you guys. It's just acting. Plus, it's not you kissing Isabella; it's Flynn kissing Janella."

Phineas groans. "I know. But I still have to do it."

"What do you have do, Phineas?"

Phineas turns around, he becomes face to face to none other than Isabella. "Uh…"

Isabella tilts her head curiously at Phineas. "What is it, Phineas?"

Phineas looks to Ferb then at Isabella, then at Ferb again. Phineas feels the color rush to his cheeks. "I got to go." Phineas mumbles, pushing past Isabella, and heading to his trailer.

Isabella scrunches her eyebrows in confusion. "What's up with him, Ferb?"

"He found out about the kissing scene."

Isabella puts her head into her hands. "Great…"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE'S DEAD?!" Baljeet exclaims, in a mixture of pain, confusion, and anger.

Flynn looks at Baljeet with sympathetic eyes. "I'm really sorry, Mr. Maximus…"

Baljeet pushes him aside and rushes to his wife. Baljeet picks up Jupiter in his arms and starts creasing her hair, crying. "No, no, no…"

Janella sits down next to Baljeet and puts a hand on his back. "It's going to be okay, Mr. Maximus. The detectives are here to help."

Flynn gives him a small smile. "Of course, Mr. Maximus." He pauses. "So you don't mind if we interview all witnesses, right?"

Baljeet looks at him, eyes slightly filled with tears. He rubs his eyes, standing up. "That's fine."

Ferb nudges Phineas. "Phineas, you just can't avoid Isabella all day."

Phineas looks at his brother. "Uh, yes I can."

Ferb throws his hands up in frustration. "No, you really can't. The scene is going to happen no matter what you do." Ferb gets up, leaving the trailer. "If it really bothers you that much, why don't you just talk to her about it?"

"How do you know Mr. Maximus?" Flynn asks Branford, as he sits backwards on his chair.

"Oh," Branford answers, looking down and avoiding eye contact. "We have been friends for as long as I remember."

Fletcher leans against the back wall. "Then how come you're his butler? Seeing as you guys have been friends for so long, wouldn't you want to have a partnership to share in the wealth?"

There is a flash of annoyance on Branford's face. He quickly shakes it off and merely shrugs. "Well, I've never been one that is very good at math and business decisions."

"Uh huh," Flynn says, nodding at Branford's response. Something in Flynn's gut told him there was more to the story. But he decided to change the conversation in hopes to have it brought out. "So, did you make the drinks this evening?"

Branford looks up at the red-haired detective in surprise. It just didn't make sense why he changed the conversation so fast. "Yes, I did, why?"

Flynn pushes himself off his chair and walks towards the butler. Fletcher's eyes follow his partner as he leans onto the table Branford is sitting at. "Oh, nothing really, just, that we believed Mrs. Maximus was poisoned."

Branford raises an eyebrow. "And what does this have to do with me?"

Fletcher shrugs. "We believed it was put in Mrs. Maximus' drink."

"Are you suggesting I killed Jupiter?" Branford exclaims. "Jupiter was an amazing women, I would never."

Flynn walks back to his seat and sits down. "Aren't Jupiter and Baljeet in a partnership?"

"Well yes—"

"That doesn't make you jealous?"

"Well maybe a little—"

"So you did kill her!"

"NO!" Branford exclaims. "I admit. I am a bit jealous of their partnership. I do wish I made more money, but I am happy in my job. Jupiter and Baljeet are my best friends I would never kill them."

"I see…" Flynn says, pointing a finger to his chin.

Fletcher watches Branford closely. "Is there anything you can tell us that would help with this case?"

"Well," Branford pauses. "I heard the two of them fighting last night. Something about Janella?"

"Oh," Isabella gushes. "This is getting good."

Baljeet frowns. "I cannot believe Ferb killed off my wife in less than thirty seconds."

"I'm surprised you actually got married, Nerd." Buford laughs.

Baljeet rolls his eyes. "My character,"

"Still, can't seein' you get married to anyone."

Isabella rolls his eyes. "You know who I think the killer is?"

"Who?" Baljeet and Buford respond.

"I think Buford's right; I think it's the butler."

Buford laughs again. "You're wrong girly. My character wouldn't. Baljeet's on the other hand…"

Baljeet gasps in surprise. "What do you mean!?"

Buford rolls his eyes and flips his hand. "I mean it is so obvious. Mr. Maximus is in love with Janella, and has been trying to kill his wife for the past week. After the fight last night, it was his last straw."

Isabella shakes his head. "You are so wrong. Obviously, Branford is in love with Jupiter and is jealous that his best friend hasn't given him some of his wealth. So he killed Jupiter in hopes to be the back-up."

Baljeet raises a finger interjecting his point. "I, however, disagree with both of you. Janella is the killer. Flynn knew it right in the beginning; it was right in front of your eyes. And furthermore, Janella is obviously in love with Mr. Maximus, so she killed—"

"Are you kidding me?" Isabella interrupts. "Janella is obviously in love with Flynn. She has no feelings for Mr. Maximus at all. He's her boss."

"Speaking of Flynn," Buford says, changing the subject. "Why is Dinner Bell avoiding you?"

Isabella sighs. "Because there is a kissing scene."

Baljeet eyes widen. "Flynn and Janella have a kissing scene?"

"Yes," Isabella answers. "That's why I said Janella wasn't in love with Mr. Maximus."

Baljeet sighs in disappointment. "That means my theory is out."

"I don't know," Buford says, putting a finger on his chin. "Janella could just be acting to get Flynn distracted."

"Good point…"

"Ah," Flynn says, sitting down on the chair again and looking at a piece of paper. "So you're the maid?"

Grace nods her head, suddenly quiet.

Flynn looks up from his piece of paper. "Is there something wrong miss?"

Grace shakes her head in response.

Flynn chuckles. "Am I making you nervous?"

"No, no officer." She quietly answers.

"Detective," Flynn corrects. "I'm a detective."

"Oh,"

Flynn shakes his head. "Anyway… did you hear the fight last night?"

"The one between Mr. and Mrs. Maximus?"

Flynn nods his head. "Yes, do you have any information about that?"

Grace shrugs. "It was a typical fight for a married couple. Nothing to fret about. Don't you fight with your girlfriend?"

"Um," Flynn clears his throat. "I don't have a girlfriend."

Grace smirks. "Haven't asked Ms. Sweet yet?"

Phineas blushes on set. "Well doesn't this sound familiar." He shoots a glare at his brother.

Ferb gives him a smirk back.

Take it out. Phineas mouths.

Never. Ferb mouths back.

Phineas groans.

Flynn blushes. "Anyway…" Flynn straightens up in his chair and nervously pulls on his collar. He then composes himself. "We believed Mrs. Maximus was poisoned, you wouldn't happen to know anything about that, would you?"

Grace shrugs. "None. How was she poisoned?"

"We believed that there was something in her drink."

Grace blinks. "I just grabbed the drinks from Branford, he prepared them. Have you talked to him?"

Flynn nods. "Yes we have. So, did you like Jupiter?"

A flash of anger flashes on her face, and then her face turns back to normal. "She was a very demanding woman." She practically growls. She then sighs. "But Mr. Maximus is a delight; he is wonderful to work for."

"Interesting…"

Phineas throws the ball against his trailer's wall. Phineas wasn't in the next scene so he could sit and think. He just didn't want to have that scene, that kissing scene. That kissing scene in which I kiss my best friend. It's not that Phineas isn't attracted to Isabella. He does find her pretty. It's just what if the kiss is horrible and it becomes awkward between them. They wouldn't be able to talk or look at each other the same. Suddenly a blush creeps onto Phineas' face as the next idea comes across his brain. What if the kiss is… good? Excilerating. What then? Phineas quickly shakes the thought from his brain. He laughs nervously to himself. It's not like Isabella and I like each other. I don't care what Ferb says. He's, he's not right. Phineas shakes his head. We don't like each other. Right—

"Phineas?"

Phineas jumps in surprise as he is brought back to reality. "Uh, yes?"

Candace closes the trailer door. "Ferb said you'd be hiding here."

Phineas crosses his arms. "I'm not hiding."

"Yes, you are." Candace tells him, bluntly.

Phineas sighs. "I don't want to do that scene."

Candace tilts her head to the side. "What's wrong with kissing Isabella?"

Phineas blushes, looking down at the ball he stopped throwing. "Nothing—Everything!" He groans. "Ugh, I don't know."

"Phineas, it's just acting." Candace watches as Phineas plays with the ball. He rolls it back and forth on the ground. "But, it's not for you, is it?"

"I'm afraid it will mess up our friendship, depending if the kiss is good or bad." Phineas mumbles.

"Phineas, do you like Isabella?"

"What!?" Phineas exclaims, turning red. "No, no I don't like Isabella."

Candace smirks, starting to walk out of the trailer. "So what's one kiss between friends, Phineas? You don't like her."

Baljeet quickly rubs his eyes, turning to hide his tears and compose himself. Fletcher doesn't take Flynn's seat; instead he continues to lean against the wall. "I'm sorry for your lost, Mr. Maximus. She seemed like a wonderful women."

Baljeet gives Fletcher a small smile. "Thank you."

Fletcher nods his head. "So, I know this is a little early, but, can you tell me about your relationship with your wife?"

Baljeet smiles thinking about her. "She was an extravagant women, brave, intelligent. I loved her very much."

Fletcher nods his head. "Your butler said something about you guys fighting last night, what was that about?"

"Oh," Baljeet looks down quickly and then looks back up. He flicks his hand, shooing away his own comment. "It was nothing. My wife was a little jealous; she thought I was in love with Janella."

Fletcher raises an eyebrow. "Your assistant?"

"Yes," Baljeet pauses, looking away slight guilty. "But I assure you I do not."

"Okay," Fletcher walks over to Flynn's old seat. He sits down. "I'm sorry to tell you this Mr. Maximus, but we believe she was poisoned."

"What!?" Baljeet exclaims. "How?"

"We believe it was put in her drink." Fletcher pauses. "Do you happen to know where you bought the tea?"

Baljeet nods slowly.

"Phineas, it's time you face her." Ferb says, nudging him.

"Ferb, please, can we please film this later?" Phineas says, as he nervously attempts to leave the scene.

Candace grabs his arm. "You have to talk to her!"

"But—"

"It's not even the kissing scene, Phin!" Ferb says, pushing him towards his place. "Just do it."

Flynn folds his arms, staring down Janella. "So do you have any romantic links towards Mr. Maximus?"

Janella sighs in annoyance. "No, he is just my boss."

"A boss you could have fallen in love with." Flynn proclaims, thrusting his pointer finger in the air. "You could have been jealous of his wife and killed her off, while playing it off as 'someone is trying to kill my boss'!"

Janella looks at him in disbelief. "Are you serious right now? Blaming me again? I have no romantic links to Mr. Maximus! Why would I come to you if I planned to kill him?"

"To throw us off out trail," Flynn throws his hands up. "I don't know!"

"Do you actually believe I'm the killer?"

Flynn looks at her. "Look, I have a hard time trusting people when there is a killer on the loose."

Janella sighs. "Fine, I get that." She looks up at him. "But why do you keep asking about the males I have dated?"

Flynn shrugs, sheepishly avoiding eye-contact. "All part of the background check. Now, what is your definition of a perfect man?"

Janella jumps up in surprise, slamming her hands on the table. "Was this just a ploy to get me to talk about my feelings towards you?"

Flynn looks insulted, with a faint blush on his face. "Of course not!"

Janella grabs her purse, going to leave. She looks Flynn dead in the eye. "If you wanted to know my feelings towards you, you just ask."

Isabella is just about to slam the door, ending the scene. She was hoping to get far from Phineas, seeing as things are awkward between them. But something holds her back…

"How do you feel about me?" Phineas asks, still intense from the scene.

Baljeet looks down at the script in surprise. He then leans towards Ferb, whispering. "That is not in the play."

Ferb whispers back. "I know, just go with it."

Isabella mouth opens in shock. "What—!? What do you mean?"

Phineas steps closer to her. This whole scene has made them, whatever they were, and clearer to him. And by clearer, that means even more confused. Phineas is irritated with his siblings and confused about Isabella. He is just at his breaking point. "You know what I mean." Phineas says, with some frustration. He was taking a risk here, and she wasn't helping his nerves. He couldn't even talk to her after finding out about the scene. He has no idea where this came from. Adrenaline from the scene? Finally breaking over stress? "We aren't like normal friends. We don't act like best friends. We flirt all the time. Friends don't do that. So why do we?" Phineas asks, in confusion. He has been trying to figure what he feels, what she feels all day. He just couldn't take it anymore. He had to know. He asks more softly now. "Isabella, how do you feel about me?"

"I—"Isabella stutters. "This, this isn't in the script!" She turns around, opening the door. She looks back at him for a brief second. "I got to go." She mumbles, rushing out of the room.

Phineas groans, putting his head into his hands.

*So… this is what Isabella has been freaking out about. Yay Phineas for reading ahead!

Updated/Published today is:

Trice (3 chapters)

Where Do We Begin? (2 chapters)

And Here's The Twist… (The third chapter)

Mystified (Saturday)

I Wish I could stay Up All Night (Both parts because some of you read the first part before I deleted it.)

Faking (Probably last deleted scenes, but not sure)

My Sweet Night (One-shot… so one chappy. A request.)

Magnetic Attraction (Another one-shot. A request.)

So you guys have fun reading that :D I'll have fun with all the reviews lol. So, please review. :D*