A little five-year old girl sat on the curb, looking at her tiny plant sitting in an orange pot.
The plant was slightly brown and dying quickly, and the girl didn't know what was wrong.
She sighed sadly.
"What's wrong?" asked a little boy, about her age.
"My plant, it's dying. I don't know what's wrong." She answered.
"I know what's wrong!"
"This poor plant hasn't yet gotten the taste of the stream in the forest."
"What's so special about that stream?" She asked curiously.
"Its magic! A few drops and that plant will be healthy and growing, not to mention it will last forever!"
"You really believe in that stuff?"
The girl decided to humor this over-imaginative kid. He was very sweet, and she couldn't help but feel a special connection with him.
"Alright, lets go."
The boy smiled and they started off to the forest.
"Oh by the way, I'm Phineas."
Isabella blushed. "Thanks."
They entered the bright forest, Phineas leading the way to the 'magical' stream.
"You know, this forest is also magical." He said.
" Isabella said with little interest, rolling her eyes behind his back.
This kid dreams too much.
"There are fairies in here."
"I don't see any fairies."
"Well, they only come out at night. They have a secret spot in the forest where they play during the day."
"There also unicorns! They are the ones that purify the stream and make it magical."
"Oh! Here we are." He said while moving a shrub out of the way.
The stream was small, but the water was running quickly and it was as clear as glass.
The rocks laying still in it looked so smooth and colorful.
Lily pads floated down the stream, in perfect condition.
The grass around it was the perfect shade of light green and looked softer than a pillow.
Now Isabella didn't blame Phineas for thinking this place is magical.
"It's beautiful." She muttered.
"I know. I love coming here!" Phineas exclaimed.
"Come over here." The boy exclaimed while sitting besides the stream.
Isabella obeyed and knelt beside him, handing Phineas the dying plant.
Phineas scooped some water up with his hands and dumped that into the pot.
Isabella stared at the newly watered plant.
"Nothing happened." She said.
"Just wait a little while."
Isabella smiled and nodded.
"We should head back before my mom starts to worry." Phineas said while standing up.
They both walked back to their houses and were surprised to find out they lived right across from each other.
"So I guess that means I'll see you later?" Isabella asked.
"Definitely." Phineas replied with a smile.
"Awesome! Bye Phineas."
They walked back to their respective homes.
Isabella closed the door loudly, letting her mother know she was home.
"Isa, Is that you?" A voice called.
Vivian poked her head out of the kitchen. "So what did you do today?"
"I made a new friend! He lives right across the street."
"Mija, that's great news!"
"Ya, and we went to the magical forest to see if we could help my flower."
Vivian giggled at her child's imagination. "Sounds like you had fun. Now go get cleaned up for dinner, it will be ready soon."
After dinner Isabella went to bed early that night, tired out from the walk through the magical forest.
She couldn't believe she actually believed that the forest was magical. But after what Phineas said and what she saw, it seemed plausible.
Isabella fell asleep shortly and woke up seeing her plant as green as ever.
She gasped and held it close to see it better.
It worked! The stream really was magical.
She couldn't wait to tell her new best friend, Phineas.
10 years later
Phineas and Isabella walked along the meadow, Phineas holding a basket and blanket while Isabella held her budding plant.
"Its really nice of you to ask me to a picnic, just you and me." Isabella said sweetly.
Phineas smiled. "We haven't had a picnic in a while, and its such a beautiful day. It was perfect, don't you think?"
Isabella nodded in agreement.
"Here we are." Phineas said, setting the basket down.
The meadow was as green as the forest, with all kinds of wild flowers growing around them and countless butterflies fluttering in the air peacefully. To top it off there wasn't a cloud in the clear blue sky, which was accompanied by a breeze that cooled this hot day perfectly.
Phineas spread out the blanket and the two sat on it, taking out the food that occupied the basket.
"Its so beautiful here." Isabella said.
"Ya. You know, this place is magical too."
Isabella giggled. " I don't doubt that."
The two sat together, barely eating because something was on their minds.
Why do I feel all bubbly inside. Am I sick? And why do I only feel it around Isabella? Phineas thought.
Why can't I tell him how a feel? Its not like it would be the end of the world if he said no. Isabella thought.
"Isabella." They both said at the same time.
They both laughed and said in unison, "You first."
They laughed harder and looked at each other, locking eyes.
The laughing stopped as they both stared at each other.
Isabella is so pretty, why haven't I noticed that?
Is today really the day, does he finally notice me?
Without thinking they both lean closer, and closer, and closer.
Their eyes close and their lips are centimeters apart.
Suddenly Phineas snaps back to reality and pulls away quickly, blushing madly.
Isabella looks at him sadly and looks away.
Why can't I do this? Thought Phineas.
because you're a coward.
I am not!
yes you are, you know you love her.
I know but what if she doesn't love me back?
She was leaning in too you moron! Just kiss her. Kiss her. Kiss her. Kiss her
Without warning Phineas grabs Isabella's shoulders and crushes his lips against hers.
It was like fireworks.
He never regretted that decision.
7 years later
The couple stand in the same spot where they first kissed, looking at the moon and stars.
"Can I ask you something?"
"W-will you, umm. Move in with me?"
Isabella looked at Phineas, surprised. "Phineas Flynn, that isn't very appropri-"
"And be my wife." He added while kneeling and holding up a ring.
Isabella, unsure of what to say, put her hands over her mouth.
"Are you serious?"
Phineas smiled. "Yah."
Isabella started crying and nodding.
"Do I take that as a yes."
She giggled shakily and nodded again. "Yes, yes a thousand times yes!"
He stood up and pulled her in a sweet embrace while putting the ring on her finger.
"I love you Isabella."
"I love you too Phineas."
6 months later
Isabella Garcia-Shapiro, soon-to-be Isabella Flynn, walked down the isle to meet with her fiancé.
They both smiled, lost in each other's eyes until the Justice of the Peace said, "You may now kiss the bride."
They kissed and every one of their friends and family cheered.
They ran down the isle happily with bubbles flying every where as they made it to their limo.
They made their way to the reception.
Isabella smiled and leaned on her new husband's arm while sighing contently.
"Happy?" She heard a masculine yet gentle voice say.
She stared into his ocean blue eyes and smiled even more.
"I was always happy with you Phineas."
Phineas smiled and kissed her forehead.
"And I with you."
That was the best day of their lives.
12 years later.
Phineas Flynn smiled down at his ten-year old daughter, Marie, who was building a snowman.
"How does it look daddy?" She asked, standing back to admire her work.
"I think it's beautiful." Phineas said.
The snowman looked just like Isabella. A black scarf used for her hair, blue M&M's used for her eyes and one of her old bows placed atop it's head.
Marie suddenly frowned. "I wish mommy could come outside." She said while looking through the bedroom window, where Isabella's special flower sat, still as perfect as ever.
"Me too sweetie, but mommy isn't feeling well."
Isabella had come down with a serious sickness that no one could describe. It caused severe pain to her stomach and hallucinating horrific things.
"Will she ever get better?" Marie asked.
Not wanting to lie to his daughter he said, "Lord willing she will."
They continued to play until they heard a blood-curdling screech.
"Mommy!" Marie yelled While Phineas darted inside, Marie following.
"Stay out here Marie!" Phineas ordered, not wanting his daughter to see Isabella in this state.
He ran to their room to see Isabella holding her stomach and crying.
Phineas was immediately at her side.
"its ok Isabella, everything is going to be ok."
" She stuttered.
"Bring in Marie."
Phineas nodded and called out to their daughter.
She quietly walked in.
Isabella smiled weakly and patted the bed where Marie sat.
"Hi b-baby, I just want to say I love you."
"Marie smiled, oblivious to what is going on. "I love you too mommy." Isabella kissed her daughters forehead.
"Now I need to talk to daddy."
"Ok." She skipped away.
Phineas stared at his wife in surprise.
"Isabella no, you'll be ok." He said, choking on his words.
"I know I will." She muttered.
Phineas kissed her gently.
"I love you Isabella."
"I love you too
" Was the last thing she said.
Izzy no please no." Phineas stuttered.
He screamed and cried into the bed, still holding her cold hand.
Marie ran in. "Daddy?"
She saw him crying and her mother's unmoving body, she finally got it.
"NO! DADDY SHE CAN'T BE
He looked up sadly, motioning her into a hug. "I-I'm Sorry M-Marie."
They both cried into the night, while heaven welcomed the newest member.
5 years later
Father and daughter both look down at the cold, grey gravestone, both crying.
"Love you mommy." Fifteen-year old Marie said and walked back to the car, not able to contain herself.
Phineas stayed there, staring blankly at the tombstone.
"Hey Isabella." He whispered. "I brought you something."
He set down her special flower on the mound of dirt.
"I love you." He knelt down and put one of his hands onto the stone, the other he was crying into.
A tear drop fell onto the dirt.
Suddenly the flower burst into a frenzy and grew and grew and grew. More flowers popped up threw the vines, and the vines wrapped themselves around the stone.
It was a magical moment.
A ray of light shone down onto him and the stone, warming both up.
"She loves you too."
Shine Your light so all can see it
Lifted up, 'cause the whole world needs it
Love has come, what joy to hear it
He has overcome, He has overcome.