Argh! I must say, I'm looking forward to the scene that I'm about to write. BUT, it creeps me out a little bit. :/
So... how are you people enjoying the story so far? I've tried to keep it interesting and such, but you know... It's starting to creep me out a bit.
Oh, I 'm bringing Phineas' biological father into one chapter. He'll say about two lines. That's coming up in, like, twenty chapters.
Anyway, I just needed to write down my feelings somewhere.
Oh!
I almost forgot.
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It's for anything I write that isn't specifically PnF fan fiction.
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Chapter 51: Razor Wire
(Ahhh! We're getting SOOO close to... Oops, almost gave it away. But come back next week for a crazy chapter. And then after that, they just keep on getting worse...) Phineas and Ferb does not belong to me.
Agent C makes sure that her purse is concealed, and hops on her scooter. “All right, I’ll make sure that Doof doesn’t succeed in his plan.” She salutes Major Monogram politely.
“Try not to use mirrors, Agent C. Last time we used a mirror to deflect one of Doof’s -inators from it’s intended recipient… Well, Carl turned evil.” Monogram shudders, remembering Mr. Evil For Extra Credit.
Candace giggles, “He did a pretty good job of it, too. I met a couple of his robots in Africa.” She heads off toward DEI.
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Perry winces as the sharp wire cuts into his arms and chest. “Heinz, are you feeling alright?” As far back as the agent can remember, his nemesis has never actually made a successful trap.
“I’m feeling marvelous! Ever since I shot myself with my everything evil inator, I’ve been lusciously mean!” Heinz aims the -inator at his younger brother. “Once I’ve turned Roger into a dehydrated cube, I will be able to use the confusion to take over the tri-state area!” As he’s about to press the button, a fist comes out of nowhere and hits his nose. “Oooow!” Candace steps out of the shadows, and punches the doctor in the gut.
Agent C stands over him, her hands on her hips. “Tsk, tsk, Dr. D… I never thought you would repeat yourself.”
“Agent Candace, we meet again!” Heinz tries to get up, but a foot is placed on his chest, pinning him to the floor. “Let me up so we can fight normally!”
“I thought that you didn’t like to hit girls.” Candace points out sarcastically, as she presses down harder on the man’s chest. “Where’s the release button for Agent P’s trap?” She hisses into his face.
Dr. Doofenshmirtz grabs her foot, and flips the agent off of his chest. She rolls into the -inator, running up against the random fire button. “Why do I always put that button on there?!” Perry chatters in pain as a purple ray hits his trap, dehydrating it into a small purple cube. The sharp wires have sliced off a lot of his fur, and he’s bleeding heavily. However, he punches the doctor’s pocket, hitting the remote control self-destruct button. “Hey, you got blood all over my nice white labcoat!”
The machine blows up, the shockwave knocking Candace back into Perry. She winces, but stands up again, turning to Doofenshmirtz, who has a blank look on his face. “Dr. D, are you okay?”
"The real question is, are you guys okay?” Heinz shakes his head. The explosion has knocked the effects of the everything evil inator out of his mind. “I’m so, so, sorry.”
Perry tries to stand up, but he’s lost too much blood, and is very weak. “Meat-Brick?” Candace kneels down next to him, and looks him over.
“I hurt Perry the platypus?” Heinz growls at himself, banging his head against the wall. “I’ll go grab a first aid kit.” I can’t believe I did that.
Candace calls Phineas on her phone. “Phineas, can you drive the O.W.C.A ambulance over here as fast as you possibly can?”
“I’m already on my way, Agent C. Agent P told me over the phone that he was tied up in razor wire.” Over the phone, Candace hears her little brother growl viciously. “If you haven’t basically killed that evil scientist, I will personally finish him off.”
“Phineas, relax. The effects of his everything evil-inator have worn off, and he’s getting a first aid kit to help Perry.” The girl looks up at her partner’s nemesis who has kneeled down next to her. “Listen, kid. I got to go. See you soon.”
Heinz opens the first aid kit and pulls out some bandages. “Who’s coming here to kill me?”
“One of our head inventors. He’s close to Agent P, one of his closest contacts at the agency.” Perry winces as the doctor wipes one of the bigger cuts gently with a warm cloth and places a bandage firmly over it.
“These should slow the bleeding.” By the time the two humans are done, Perry looks like a mummy. There’s a knock on the door, and Dr. Doofenshmirtz gets up off the floor slowly to go answer it. “Hello?”
Phineas and Ferb are standing there, with very angry looks on their faces. “Phineas, Ferb, come get Agent P, okay? We don’t have insurance for you guys to either arrest or fight.” Candace places herself between her brothers and the doctor.
Ferb nods at Heinz politely. “Agent P, you look like that mummy we found in the museum when I was eleven.”
“That was actually me.” Candace mumbles under her breath. Phineas snorts as he helps his brother gently lift Perry onto a stretcher.
Throwing one last glare in the direction of the doctor, the redhead follows Ferb and Perry out the door. Heinz rubs his nose gently. “Either that kid can punch with his eyes, or I’m still feeling the aftershocks of that first one you threw.”
Agent C winks at him. “I wouldn’t be surprised if he could.” Then her face hardens, “If you ever think about seriously harming my partner again, I won’t pull my punches. Got it?” She leaps off the balcony.
(Heh... Phineas can punch with his eyes. I had forgotten about writing that. :P I may need to include it in a later chapter.) Please Comment!
Agent C makes sure that her purse is concealed, and hops on her scooter. “All right, I’ll make sure that Doof doesn’t succeed in his plan.” She salutes Major Monogram politely.
“Try not to use mirrors, Agent C. Last time we used a mirror to deflect one of Doof’s -inators from it’s intended recipient… Well, Carl turned evil.” Monogram shudders, remembering Mr. Evil For Extra Credit.
Candace giggles, “He did a pretty good job of it, too. I met a couple of his robots in Africa.” She heads off toward DEI.
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Perry winces as the sharp wire cuts into his arms and chest. “Heinz, are you feeling alright?” As far back as the agent can remember, his nemesis has never actually made a successful trap.
“I’m feeling marvelous! Ever since I shot myself with my everything evil inator, I’ve been lusciously mean!” Heinz aims the -inator at his younger brother. “Once I’ve turned Roger into a dehydrated cube, I will be able to use the confusion to take over the tri-state area!” As he’s about to press the button, a fist comes out of nowhere and hits his nose. “Oooow!” Candace steps out of the shadows, and punches the doctor in the gut.
Agent C stands over him, her hands on her hips. “Tsk, tsk, Dr. D… I never thought you would repeat yourself.”
“Agent Candace, we meet again!” Heinz tries to get up, but a foot is placed on his chest, pinning him to the floor. “Let me up so we can fight normally!”
“I thought that you didn’t like to hit girls.” Candace points out sarcastically, as she presses down harder on the man’s chest. “Where’s the release button for Agent P’s trap?” She hisses into his face.
Dr. Doofenshmirtz grabs her foot, and flips the agent off of his chest. She rolls into the -inator, running up against the random fire button. “Why do I always put that button on there?!” Perry chatters in pain as a purple ray hits his trap, dehydrating it into a small purple cube. The sharp wires have sliced off a lot of his fur, and he’s bleeding heavily. However, he punches the doctor’s pocket, hitting the remote control self-destruct button. “Hey, you got blood all over my nice white labcoat!”
The machine blows up, the shockwave knocking Candace back into Perry. She winces, but stands up again, turning to Doofenshmirtz, who has a blank look on his face. “Dr. D, are you okay?”
"The real question is, are you guys okay?” Heinz shakes his head. The explosion has knocked the effects of the everything evil inator out of his mind. “I’m so, so, sorry.”
Perry tries to stand up, but he’s lost too much blood, and is very weak. “Meat-Brick?” Candace kneels down next to him, and looks him over.
“I hurt Perry the platypus?” Heinz growls at himself, banging his head against the wall. “I’ll go grab a first aid kit.” I can’t believe I did that.
Candace calls Phineas on her phone. “Phineas, can you drive the O.W.C.A ambulance over here as fast as you possibly can?”
“I’m already on my way, Agent C. Agent P told me over the phone that he was tied up in razor wire.” Over the phone, Candace hears her little brother growl viciously. “If you haven’t basically killed that evil scientist, I will personally finish him off.”
“Phineas, relax. The effects of his everything evil-inator have worn off, and he’s getting a first aid kit to help Perry.” The girl looks up at her partner’s nemesis who has kneeled down next to her. “Listen, kid. I got to go. See you soon.”
Heinz opens the first aid kit and pulls out some bandages. “Who’s coming here to kill me?”
“One of our head inventors. He’s close to Agent P, one of his closest contacts at the agency.” Perry winces as the doctor wipes one of the bigger cuts gently with a warm cloth and places a bandage firmly over it.
“These should slow the bleeding.” By the time the two humans are done, Perry looks like a mummy. There’s a knock on the door, and Dr. Doofenshmirtz gets up off the floor slowly to go answer it. “Hello?”
Phineas and Ferb are standing there, with very angry looks on their faces. “Phineas, Ferb, come get Agent P, okay? We don’t have insurance for you guys to either arrest or fight.” Candace places herself between her brothers and the doctor.
Ferb nods at Heinz politely. “Agent P, you look like that mummy we found in the museum when I was eleven.”
“That was actually me.” Candace mumbles under her breath. Phineas snorts as he helps his brother gently lift Perry onto a stretcher.
Throwing one last glare in the direction of the doctor, the redhead follows Ferb and Perry out the door. Heinz rubs his nose gently. “Either that kid can punch with his eyes, or I’m still feeling the aftershocks of that first one you threw.”
Agent C winks at him. “I wouldn’t be surprised if he could.” Then her face hardens, “If you ever think about seriously harming my partner again, I won’t pull my punches. Got it?” She leaps off the balcony.
(Heh... Phineas can punch with his eyes. I had forgotten about writing that. :P I may need to include it in a later chapter.) Please Comment!
Schedule Update
Okay, so I'm losing speed in my writing, and am barely putting out two chapters a week. So, as of now, I am going back to only Tuesdays for chapter updates.
But, for today, I am going to give you a small peek into another story that I've been working on.
Carl looks around the empty room. As usual, he's the last person working today, but he doesn't mind. It's always so lonely going home to his empty house at night that sometimes he even sleeps in his cubicle.
"I guess I might as well go home." He says after finding nothing left to do. Even most of tomorrow's work is done. He slowly walks to his cubicle to get his coat and bicycle helmet. "What should I do for dinner tonight?" Carl asks himself.
"Krrrrrr?" Agent P is standing by the entrance to the cubicle with his fedora pushed back from his eyes.
Carl jumps, shrieking in fright. "Agent P, you gave me a heart attack! What are you doing here so late?" The platypus raises one eyebrow while pointing at himself, and Carl sighs, "I guess you could ask me the same question, huh?" When the agent doesn't respond, the intern enters his cubicle.
Perry shocks the intern by asking, "You planning on riding your bike home at three in the morning?" He blinks at the platypus in surprise, and Perry shrugs. "What? A platypus can't teach himself to speak English?"
The college intern keeps staring. After an awkward silence, Carl asks, "What if I was?" He quickly adds, "Planning on riding home?"
"I'd offer to give you a ride. Phineas and Ferb are at an all-night youth night at Irving's church, so I'm free." Perry smiles a little at the nervous intern. "I came to get some work done, but I saw that you were still here, so..."
Carl smiles a little. "Are you sure?" He asks, chewing on his lower lip. "I don't want to be a bother..."
Chuckling, Perry touches his arm. "Come on. Leave your helmet here, but it's a little chilly out there, so wear the coat."
I might have posted this before, but I love how caring Perry is in this story.
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But, for today, I am going to give you a small peek into another story that I've been working on.
Carl looks around the empty room. As usual, he's the last person working today, but he doesn't mind. It's always so lonely going home to his empty house at night that sometimes he even sleeps in his cubicle.
"I guess I might as well go home." He says after finding nothing left to do. Even most of tomorrow's work is done. He slowly walks to his cubicle to get his coat and bicycle helmet. "What should I do for dinner tonight?" Carl asks himself.
"Krrrrrr?" Agent P is standing by the entrance to the cubicle with his fedora pushed back from his eyes.
Carl jumps, shrieking in fright. "Agent P, you gave me a heart attack! What are you doing here so late?" The platypus raises one eyebrow while pointing at himself, and Carl sighs, "I guess you could ask me the same question, huh?" When the agent doesn't respond, the intern enters his cubicle.
Perry shocks the intern by asking, "You planning on riding your bike home at three in the morning?" He blinks at the platypus in surprise, and Perry shrugs. "What? A platypus can't teach himself to speak English?"
The college intern keeps staring. After an awkward silence, Carl asks, "What if I was?" He quickly adds, "Planning on riding home?"
"I'd offer to give you a ride. Phineas and Ferb are at an all-night youth night at Irving's church, so I'm free." Perry smiles a little at the nervous intern. "I came to get some work done, but I saw that you were still here, so..."
Carl smiles a little. "Are you sure?" He asks, chewing on his lower lip. "I don't want to be a bother..."
Chuckling, Perry touches his arm. "Come on. Leave your helmet here, but it's a little chilly out there, so wear the coat."
I might have posted this before, but I love how caring Perry is in this story.
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Chapter 50: Scrambled Eggs Make a Great Place To Hide Tracking Devices
Phineas and Ferb does not belong to me.
Candace shivers nervously as she walks up the Johnson’s driveway with her family. Perry has a mission, so he can’t come, so if it comes to fighting, her limited knowledge of martial arts will have to do. She flinches as she feels a hand slip into hers. Phineas whispers, “It’s all going to be okay, Candace. She won’t dare try anything with Jeremy watching, right?”
“I don’t know. This situation is an entirely new thing for me, Phineas.” Candace gently slips her hand out of her brother’s, and places it into her pocket, drawing out two small packages. “One for you, one for Ferb. A tracking device and a microphone in each. Our mission is to get at least one tracking device and one bug onto Suzy without being noticed by anyone.”
Phineas takes the packages and relays the message to Ferb, who nods. As the Johnsons welcome the Flynn-Fletchers into their house, Ferb tries to think of how to get the tracking device onto Suzy Johnson. Suddenly, he has an idea. Excusing himself politely, Ferb goes into the bathroom and locks the door securely. He tinkers with the tracking device until it is even smaller than before and can move around by remote control. Smiling a little, he joins the rest of his family to carry out his plan.
Placing the robotic tracking device on the table as they sit down to eat, Ferb uses his remote control to pilot it into Suzy’s breakfast.
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Phineas manages to hide the bug in one of the black boots in Suzy’s closet and get out of her room without being discovered.
Candace offers to french braid Suzy’s hair for her, and hides one of each in the curly blonde hair. “You have such pretty hair.” She comments, as she finishes up the braid.
“Thank-you, Candace.” The twelve year-old reaches up to touch the braids gently. “This is really cool. Can you teach me how to do that?”
Candace smiles at her soon to be sister. “Sure.” In her head she adds, If you don’t take over the world and subject me to torture.
Phineas stares at his sister, thinking the same thing. “That’s a nice look for you, Suzy.”
“Thanks, Phineas!” The girl blushes a little, and giggles. Jeremy leans over and whispers something to Phineas, who laughs good naturedly. Then he pales a little.
His phone rings suddenly, and excusing himself, Phineas gets up and leaves the room. “Phineas Flynn speaking, who is this?” There’s a pain filled chatter on the other side of the phone. “Agent P?” He pulls the translator out of his pocket and places it in his ear. “Come again?”
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Phineas walks back into the room where everyone is still chatting. “I hate to break up the party, but Candace, Ferb, and I are needed at work.”
Suzy’s eyes narrow slightly at them, and Jeremy sits up a little straighter. Linda frowns. “What exactly is ‘work’? You guys have never gone into explicit detail.”
“We work for the government, Mom.” Candace hugs her mother and then her fiancé.
Ferb looks worried. “Doof didn’t goof?”
“Doof didn’t goof.” After confirming this, Phineas basically pushes his siblings out of the door. “Bye, everyone!”
Suzy stands up, trembling a little. “I’ll be right back…”
“No you won’t, Suzy.” Jeremy grabs her hand. “We need to talk.”
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Candace shivers nervously as she walks up the Johnson’s driveway with her family. Perry has a mission, so he can’t come, so if it comes to fighting, her limited knowledge of martial arts will have to do. She flinches as she feels a hand slip into hers. Phineas whispers, “It’s all going to be okay, Candace. She won’t dare try anything with Jeremy watching, right?”
“I don’t know. This situation is an entirely new thing for me, Phineas.” Candace gently slips her hand out of her brother’s, and places it into her pocket, drawing out two small packages. “One for you, one for Ferb. A tracking device and a microphone in each. Our mission is to get at least one tracking device and one bug onto Suzy without being noticed by anyone.”
Phineas takes the packages and relays the message to Ferb, who nods. As the Johnsons welcome the Flynn-Fletchers into their house, Ferb tries to think of how to get the tracking device onto Suzy Johnson. Suddenly, he has an idea. Excusing himself politely, Ferb goes into the bathroom and locks the door securely. He tinkers with the tracking device until it is even smaller than before and can move around by remote control. Smiling a little, he joins the rest of his family to carry out his plan.
Placing the robotic tracking device on the table as they sit down to eat, Ferb uses his remote control to pilot it into Suzy’s breakfast.
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Phineas manages to hide the bug in one of the black boots in Suzy’s closet and get out of her room without being discovered.
Candace offers to french braid Suzy’s hair for her, and hides one of each in the curly blonde hair. “You have such pretty hair.” She comments, as she finishes up the braid.
“Thank-you, Candace.” The twelve year-old reaches up to touch the braids gently. “This is really cool. Can you teach me how to do that?”
Candace smiles at her soon to be sister. “Sure.” In her head she adds, If you don’t take over the world and subject me to torture.
Phineas stares at his sister, thinking the same thing. “That’s a nice look for you, Suzy.”
“Thanks, Phineas!” The girl blushes a little, and giggles. Jeremy leans over and whispers something to Phineas, who laughs good naturedly. Then he pales a little.
His phone rings suddenly, and excusing himself, Phineas gets up and leaves the room. “Phineas Flynn speaking, who is this?” There’s a pain filled chatter on the other side of the phone. “Agent P?” He pulls the translator out of his pocket and places it in his ear. “Come again?”
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Phineas walks back into the room where everyone is still chatting. “I hate to break up the party, but Candace, Ferb, and I are needed at work.”
Suzy’s eyes narrow slightly at them, and Jeremy sits up a little straighter. Linda frowns. “What exactly is ‘work’? You guys have never gone into explicit detail.”
“We work for the government, Mom.” Candace hugs her mother and then her fiancé.
Ferb looks worried. “Doof didn’t goof?”
“Doof didn’t goof.” After confirming this, Phineas basically pushes his siblings out of the door. “Bye, everyone!”
Suzy stands up, trembling a little. “I’ll be right back…”
“No you won’t, Suzy.” Jeremy grabs her hand. “We need to talk.”
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Chapter 49: Nightmares
(So, I just realized that I hadn't published chapter 47... Sorry. It's up now.) Phineas and Ferb does not belong to me.
“Ferb… have you noticed that Perry’s been sleeping downstairs every night since they told us that he’s a secret agent?” Phineas is lying back on his bed, staring at the ceiling.
His step-brother looks over at him, “Yes, yes I have. Why?”
Phineas sits up, hugging his knees to his chest, “Do you think that he only slept up here with us to keep up appearances?”
“I don’t know. Why don’t you go ask him?” Ferb rolls over and faces the wall. He hears his step-brother get up and leave the room. Secretly, he has been wondering the same thing. It’s like everything we knew was a lie. How are we supposed to know what was truth?
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Perry tosses and turns in his pet bed. The nightmare is horrible, and he chatters in pain. Phineas has his translator in, so he hears, “No! Everyone… everyone…”
“Perry, wake up!” The nineteen year-old shakes his platypus gently, and ducks to dodge the reflex punch that comes his way.
“You’re okay! It was all a dream!” The platypus leaps up and hugs his owner tightly.
Phineas hugs him back, “Sounded pretty bad.” Suddenly, he has an idea. “Do you want to come up and sleep with us?” Perry looks uncomfortable as Phineas continues, “I actually came down to ask you why you have stopped sleeping in our room lately.” He scratches his ear nervously. “I thought that maybe… you only did it to keep up the appearance of a mindless pet.”
Perry looks down, “I thought that you might not want me to now… that you know that I’m a secret agent.”
“We miss you, Perry.” Phineas lifts up the agent gently. “And it looks like you miss us too.”
“That wasn’t the worst nightmare that I’ve ever had.” Perry chatters softly, cuddling into Phineas’ arms. The young man smiles, remembering how much he loves his pet.
Phineas strokes Perry’s back as he walks up the stairs. “Were we all gone?”
“Yeah… how did you know?” Perry smacks his forehead. “Never mind. I was talking in my sleep, wasn’t I?”
“You screamed no, then said everyone twice in a pain filled voice before I woke you up.” Phineas laughs. “Then you tried to punch me.”
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“Ferb… have you noticed that Perry’s been sleeping downstairs every night since they told us that he’s a secret agent?” Phineas is lying back on his bed, staring at the ceiling.
His step-brother looks over at him, “Yes, yes I have. Why?”
Phineas sits up, hugging his knees to his chest, “Do you think that he only slept up here with us to keep up appearances?”
“I don’t know. Why don’t you go ask him?” Ferb rolls over and faces the wall. He hears his step-brother get up and leave the room. Secretly, he has been wondering the same thing. It’s like everything we knew was a lie. How are we supposed to know what was truth?
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Perry tosses and turns in his pet bed. The nightmare is horrible, and he chatters in pain. Phineas has his translator in, so he hears, “No! Everyone… everyone…”
“Perry, wake up!” The nineteen year-old shakes his platypus gently, and ducks to dodge the reflex punch that comes his way.
“You’re okay! It was all a dream!” The platypus leaps up and hugs his owner tightly.
Phineas hugs him back, “Sounded pretty bad.” Suddenly, he has an idea. “Do you want to come up and sleep with us?” Perry looks uncomfortable as Phineas continues, “I actually came down to ask you why you have stopped sleeping in our room lately.” He scratches his ear nervously. “I thought that maybe… you only did it to keep up the appearance of a mindless pet.”
Perry looks down, “I thought that you might not want me to now… that you know that I’m a secret agent.”
“We miss you, Perry.” Phineas lifts up the agent gently. “And it looks like you miss us too.”
“That wasn’t the worst nightmare that I’ve ever had.” Perry chatters softly, cuddling into Phineas’ arms. The young man smiles, remembering how much he loves his pet.
Phineas strokes Perry’s back as he walks up the stairs. “Were we all gone?”
“Yeah… how did you know?” Perry smacks his forehead. “Never mind. I was talking in my sleep, wasn’t I?”
“You screamed no, then said everyone twice in a pain filled voice before I woke you up.” Phineas laughs. “Then you tried to punch me.”
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Chapter 48: I voted for you, Kevin
(Woah! This is a really short chapter. Sorry.) Phineas and Ferb does not belong to me.
Candace grabs Phineas and hugs him tightly. He gasps, surprised. “I’ve wanted to do that in forever.” She lets go and sits down again.
“Candace, about that zebra…” Phineas winces a little, breaking off.
She laughs, “It’s okay, what do you want to tell me?”
Her brother bites his lip, looking downward, “Is… Are… I’m…”
“Not sure what to think?” Candace leans back on the couch, putting her feet up on the coffee table. “Neither am I.”
Ferb walks into the living room carrying fedora-less Perry. “Hey Ferb, Perry.”
Perry hops out of Ferb’s arms. Candace waves absentmindedly at him, “Yo, Meat-Brick.”
“Hi Candace.” Perry winks at them and curls up on his pet bed. “You should all get to sleep. We can’t do anything else until tomorrow.”
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Candace grabs Phineas and hugs him tightly. He gasps, surprised. “I’ve wanted to do that in forever.” She lets go and sits down again.
“Candace, about that zebra…” Phineas winces a little, breaking off.
She laughs, “It’s okay, what do you want to tell me?”
Her brother bites his lip, looking downward, “Is… Are… I’m…”
“Not sure what to think?” Candace leans back on the couch, putting her feet up on the coffee table. “Neither am I.”
Ferb walks into the living room carrying fedora-less Perry. “Hey Ferb, Perry.”
Perry hops out of Ferb’s arms. Candace waves absentmindedly at him, “Yo, Meat-Brick.”
“Hi Candace.” Perry winks at them and curls up on his pet bed. “You should all get to sleep. We can’t do anything else until tomorrow.”
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Summer's Over?
So... the show that I've (okay, I admit it) idolized since I watched it the first time is actually ending. :'( Click Here To Find My Source For This Information
The good news is, Phineas and Ferb will never really end. I have seen a lot of people who love this show, and I've read multiple fan fictions written by real fans who keep the characters as canon as possible within their stories. I have walked down the street in my Perry the platypus hoodie and had people call out his name and tell me that they're huge fans of the show. I for one, will never stop watching Phineas and Ferb make every day count. NEVER. Because even if no more new episodes are coming out after this June, there is always a way to watch something that you love.
I want to thank Dan Povenmire and Swampy Marsh for making these last few years the best summer I ever had. :)
And my older brother for introducing me to the show, and the rest of my family supporting me in my... obsession.
Like Phineas says in Act Your Ages, "Our endless summer is finally coming to an end." The only thing I'm wondering is, "What am I going to do with that extra hour a day now?" :)
Thanks to PhineasFan11 for posting this song on YouTube. What Might Have Been
The song, (what might have been) has one line that's been making me... sad lately. When Phineas sings, "And now our endless summer is finally coming to an end." IT'S TRUE!! And then this morning Jesse and I were watching Teen Beach Movie (don't ask...) and the annoying aunt says that exact thing.
...
I may or may not have screamed at the television for ten minutes about opening wounds and then rubbing salt in them. [Sheepish Emoticon]
Yeah... I like this show too much. :/
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The good news is, Phineas and Ferb will never really end. I have seen a lot of people who love this show, and I've read multiple fan fictions written by real fans who keep the characters as canon as possible within their stories. I have walked down the street in my Perry the platypus hoodie and had people call out his name and tell me that they're huge fans of the show. I for one, will never stop watching Phineas and Ferb make every day count. NEVER. Because even if no more new episodes are coming out after this June, there is always a way to watch something that you love.
I want to thank Dan Povenmire and Swampy Marsh for making these last few years the best summer I ever had. :)
And my older brother for introducing me to the show, and the rest of my family supporting me in my... obsession.
Like Phineas says in Act Your Ages, "Our endless summer is finally coming to an end." The only thing I'm wondering is, "What am I going to do with that extra hour a day now?" :)
Thanks to PhineasFan11 for posting this song on YouTube. What Might Have Been
The song, (what might have been) has one line that's been making me... sad lately. When Phineas sings, "And now our endless summer is finally coming to an end." IT'S TRUE!! And then this morning Jesse and I were watching Teen Beach Movie (don't ask...) and the annoying aunt says that exact thing.
...
I may or may not have screamed at the television for ten minutes about opening wounds and then rubbing salt in them. [Sheepish Emoticon]
Yeah... I like this show too much. :/
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Chapter 47: Ferb’s Time To Shine
Phineas and Ferb does not belong to me.
Perry, what on earth are you wearing?” Perry comes into the bedroom that Ferb still shares with Phineas, and Ferb stares at the steak-specs.
The secret agent chuckles. “Steak-specs. Heinz invented them.”
Ferb looks back at his work, a smile playing on the sides of his mouth. “Why are you wearing them? Those are hilarious.”
“I have a black eye. I pretty much put them on for comic value.” Perry takes them off, snickering. “They’re starting to smell bad, though. I’ll be right back.” He runs down to the kitchen, where he tosses the specs into the trash. Linda stares after him as he vanishes back up into the bedroom.
She blinks a couple times. “Okay, I’m definitely seeing things. I think I’m going to bed.”
Perry sits down on Phineas’ raft bed. “Isn’t he too tall for this bed yet?”
“Who punched you?” Ferb glances at his platypus and winces. “Ooh, that looks painful.”
Said platypus raises one eyebrow. “This is nothing. Have you ever been through a sandpaper factory?”
Ferb winces again out of sympathy. “Yikes.” Taking a tiny little screwdriver, he tightens a small plate cover coated in plastic over some of the electrical components in the translator that he’s working on. “You didn’t answer my question.”
Perry looks at the translator on Ferb’s desk. “Oh that’s where that went. What are you doing?”
“Who punched you? I thought that you could dodge a punch while sleeping.” He reaches up and pulls a pencil out of his green hair. “Oh, that’s where that went…”
The platypus lies back on Phineas’ bed. “I don’t think that I’ve ever been on this bed all by myself.”
Ferb places a dust cover over the device on his desk to prevent debris from collecting on the circuits. “Stop avoiding my question.” He turns to Perry expectantly.
“I said something stupid, so I let Phineas punch me.” Perry resigns the information with a small sigh.
The nineteen year-old walks over and sits next to his pet gently. “What did you say?”
Perry’s eyes flash, going from a brown to more of a dark red. “It was something really stupid, okay?”
“Why didn’t you just apologize?” Ferb rolls the pencil around in his fingers awkwardly, “You know, instead of letting him hit you?”
“It’s a language that I understand.” Perry shrugs, looking downward. “I don’t speak the language of emotions very well.”
Ferb goes over to his bed, laying down with his head resting on a pillow. “I’ve noticed that. You know, except for during thunderstorms.” He grins. “When you and Phineas cling to each other in terror at each thunder crash.”
Perry sits up in astonishment. Both he and Phineas had thought Ferb was sleeping during the storms.“Please tell me that you don’t have pictures of that.”
“Of course not!” The young man looks over at Perry. Ferb has a big heart, always has, and he doesn’t understand what Perry means by a language. “What did you mean about the language thing?”
“It’s an O.W.C.A. thing, Ferb.” Perry leans back again. “Teasing, blackmail, although mostly in jest, violence… we use those things to compete with each other. I rose to the top of O.W.C.A. by training most of the other agents in fighting techniques.”
Ferb looks puzzled. “You blackmail each other?”
A smile starts to play on Perry’s bill. “Well, usually just for harmless things. For instance, nobody is ever mean to Carl, because he puts together the video clips for Christmas parties. Monobrow knows everything about everyone, and Monty… Monty we just all try to ignore.” Perry growls slightly, and the smile fades. “You would be surprised at how annoying he is about his acrobatic skills. I mean, he wants to fight evil, but there’s just something about him that none of us like.”
“Monty?” Ferb thinks back, “The name seems familiar…”
“Yeah, that’s because he is Vanessa’s ex. Do you have any idea how hard it was for Carl and I to keep that relationship secret from their fathers?” Perry mimes wiping sweat from his forehead.
Ferb sits up straight. “How do you know Vanessa? Who’s Monty’s father, and why did it fall to you and Carl to keep them a secret?”
The smile comes back, but this time Perry seems sadder, “Vanessa Doofenshmirtz, think about it. Monty Monogram, and that pretty much answers all of your questions.”
“Oh.” Ferb nods. “Why didn’t Vanessa ever invite me home to meet her family?”
Perry frowns. “First of all, Heinz and Charlene, Vanessa’s parents, are divorced. When she turned eighteen, she surprised us all by going to live full time with Heinz. And also, how was she supposed to know when I was there?” He pulls out his fedora and starts rummaging around in it. Ferb reminds himself to ask later where his platypus stores that thing.“Ferb, if you had come in with Vanessa just as her father traps your pet platypus, your reaction would have been what, exactly?” Perry seems to find what he is looking for. He removes a note from the fedora, and throws it over to Ferb. “By the way, I found this in your pocket when we searched you after that mind wipe.”
Ferb opens the note gently, reading the words that he had written when he was twelve years-old. “Perry is a secret agent. Do not tell him you know. If you ever encounter O.W.C.A. again, put on a hair helmet.” The young man laughs. “I remember writing this. Phineas wrote one too, although his included a reminder not to be angry at you.”
Perry chuckles, which means that he smiles. “I have that one too. It occurred to me a couple days ago that I should have given those to you instead of using Candace’s pen.”
“Phineas would have still been angry. You had no reason not to tell us but fear.” Ferb pins the note to a small cork board beside his bed. Perry raises an eyebrow at him.
“Are you calling me a schnitzel?” Perry sits up, placing the fedora on his head and his little arms crossed against his chest.
Ferb knows what the Druelselsteinian insult means, having heard Vanessa use it before. “No. It was fear of being disowned by the ones that you love most. That’s not being a coward.” The agent stands up and starts to walk over to Ferb’s desk. “No you don’t, Perry. That’s a surprise.” Reaching out a hand to Perry, Ferb lightly touches the swollen eye. “And you might want to get that looked at by one of O.W.C.A.’s vets.”
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Perry, what on earth are you wearing?” Perry comes into the bedroom that Ferb still shares with Phineas, and Ferb stares at the steak-specs.
The secret agent chuckles. “Steak-specs. Heinz invented them.”
Ferb looks back at his work, a smile playing on the sides of his mouth. “Why are you wearing them? Those are hilarious.”
“I have a black eye. I pretty much put them on for comic value.” Perry takes them off, snickering. “They’re starting to smell bad, though. I’ll be right back.” He runs down to the kitchen, where he tosses the specs into the trash. Linda stares after him as he vanishes back up into the bedroom.
She blinks a couple times. “Okay, I’m definitely seeing things. I think I’m going to bed.”
Perry sits down on Phineas’ raft bed. “Isn’t he too tall for this bed yet?”
“Who punched you?” Ferb glances at his platypus and winces. “Ooh, that looks painful.”
Said platypus raises one eyebrow. “This is nothing. Have you ever been through a sandpaper factory?”
Ferb winces again out of sympathy. “Yikes.” Taking a tiny little screwdriver, he tightens a small plate cover coated in plastic over some of the electrical components in the translator that he’s working on. “You didn’t answer my question.”
Perry looks at the translator on Ferb’s desk. “Oh that’s where that went. What are you doing?”
“Who punched you? I thought that you could dodge a punch while sleeping.” He reaches up and pulls a pencil out of his green hair. “Oh, that’s where that went…”
The platypus lies back on Phineas’ bed. “I don’t think that I’ve ever been on this bed all by myself.”
Ferb places a dust cover over the device on his desk to prevent debris from collecting on the circuits. “Stop avoiding my question.” He turns to Perry expectantly.
“I said something stupid, so I let Phineas punch me.” Perry resigns the information with a small sigh.
The nineteen year-old walks over and sits next to his pet gently. “What did you say?”
Perry’s eyes flash, going from a brown to more of a dark red. “It was something really stupid, okay?”
“Why didn’t you just apologize?” Ferb rolls the pencil around in his fingers awkwardly, “You know, instead of letting him hit you?”
“It’s a language that I understand.” Perry shrugs, looking downward. “I don’t speak the language of emotions very well.”
Ferb goes over to his bed, laying down with his head resting on a pillow. “I’ve noticed that. You know, except for during thunderstorms.” He grins. “When you and Phineas cling to each other in terror at each thunder crash.”
Perry sits up in astonishment. Both he and Phineas had thought Ferb was sleeping during the storms.“Please tell me that you don’t have pictures of that.”
“Of course not!” The young man looks over at Perry. Ferb has a big heart, always has, and he doesn’t understand what Perry means by a language. “What did you mean about the language thing?”
“It’s an O.W.C.A. thing, Ferb.” Perry leans back again. “Teasing, blackmail, although mostly in jest, violence… we use those things to compete with each other. I rose to the top of O.W.C.A. by training most of the other agents in fighting techniques.”
Ferb looks puzzled. “You blackmail each other?”
A smile starts to play on Perry’s bill. “Well, usually just for harmless things. For instance, nobody is ever mean to Carl, because he puts together the video clips for Christmas parties. Monobrow knows everything about everyone, and Monty… Monty we just all try to ignore.” Perry growls slightly, and the smile fades. “You would be surprised at how annoying he is about his acrobatic skills. I mean, he wants to fight evil, but there’s just something about him that none of us like.”
“Monty?” Ferb thinks back, “The name seems familiar…”
“Yeah, that’s because he is Vanessa’s ex. Do you have any idea how hard it was for Carl and I to keep that relationship secret from their fathers?” Perry mimes wiping sweat from his forehead.
Ferb sits up straight. “How do you know Vanessa? Who’s Monty’s father, and why did it fall to you and Carl to keep them a secret?”
The smile comes back, but this time Perry seems sadder, “Vanessa Doofenshmirtz, think about it. Monty Monogram, and that pretty much answers all of your questions.”
“Oh.” Ferb nods. “Why didn’t Vanessa ever invite me home to meet her family?”
Perry frowns. “First of all, Heinz and Charlene, Vanessa’s parents, are divorced. When she turned eighteen, she surprised us all by going to live full time with Heinz. And also, how was she supposed to know when I was there?” He pulls out his fedora and starts rummaging around in it. Ferb reminds himself to ask later where his platypus stores that thing.“Ferb, if you had come in with Vanessa just as her father traps your pet platypus, your reaction would have been what, exactly?” Perry seems to find what he is looking for. He removes a note from the fedora, and throws it over to Ferb. “By the way, I found this in your pocket when we searched you after that mind wipe.”
Ferb opens the note gently, reading the words that he had written when he was twelve years-old. “Perry is a secret agent. Do not tell him you know. If you ever encounter O.W.C.A. again, put on a hair helmet.” The young man laughs. “I remember writing this. Phineas wrote one too, although his included a reminder not to be angry at you.”
Perry chuckles, which means that he smiles. “I have that one too. It occurred to me a couple days ago that I should have given those to you instead of using Candace’s pen.”
“Phineas would have still been angry. You had no reason not to tell us but fear.” Ferb pins the note to a small cork board beside his bed. Perry raises an eyebrow at him.
“Are you calling me a schnitzel?” Perry sits up, placing the fedora on his head and his little arms crossed against his chest.
Ferb knows what the Druelselsteinian insult means, having heard Vanessa use it before. “No. It was fear of being disowned by the ones that you love most. That’s not being a coward.” The agent stands up and starts to walk over to Ferb’s desk. “No you don’t, Perry. That’s a surprise.” Reaching out a hand to Perry, Ferb lightly touches the swollen eye. “And you might want to get that looked at by one of O.W.C.A.’s vets.”
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New Breakthrough
Okay, so I was watching Make Play (That's the episode where Candace and her doppelganger switch places) and during Doof's backstory, I noticed something.
Look closely at the side of Heinz' head.
Now, what is similar between these two faces?
Alright, that first picture is extremely blurry, but the point (heh, I make joke) is that as well as both their faces being triangles and they both have blue eyes, HEINZ HAD THOSE SAME FRECKLES WHEN HE WAS A KID!!!
For people who entirely deny the theory that Heinz is Phineas' father, they sure are making it easy to prove. [Mind-blown Emoticon]
(And I'm not even a supporter of that theory.)
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Look closely at the side of Heinz' head.
Now, what is similar between these two faces?
Alright, that first picture is extremely blurry, but the point (heh, I make joke) is that as well as both their faces being triangles and they both have blue eyes, HEINZ HAD THOSE SAME FRECKLES WHEN HE WAS A KID!!!
For people who entirely deny the theory that Heinz is Phineas' father, they sure are making it easy to prove. [Mind-blown Emoticon]
(And I'm not even a supporter of that theory.)
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Chapter 46: The First Time They’ve Really Talked In Three Years
(So, I've been updating once a week since the beginning of April. I'm going back to Tuesdays AND THURSDAYS now. :) Phineas and Ferb does not belong to me.
“Uh, Candace?” Phineas reaches up to scratch his ear nervously. “Can we… talk?”
Candace barely looks up from her book. “That depends.”
He sits down on the couch next to her, making sure to keep some space between them. “What’cha readin’?”
A book on how to prepare for an evil dictatorship. Apparently I wrote it.” She crosses her legs, unconsciously creating a physical barrier between herself and her brother.
Phineas leans back into the couch. “Where did you get it from?”
“Perry gave it to me. He said that my other self gave it to him before she went back home.” She places a bookmark between the pages, letting her gaze linger on the words as she moves slowly and deliberately.
The inventor reaches up to scratch his ear again. “I wish you would relax a bit more around me. I’ve told you so many times…” he bites his lip, looking downward and placing his hands in his lap awkwardly.
Candace slowly closes her book, having finished the last sentence in the chapter. “I… I’ve tried, Phin. Believe me.”
“You know, Candace, I think that I’m more afraid of it than anyone else…” He looks over at his older sister, “Perry told me that I should try and develop it. So when you see his black eye, that was maybe my fault.”
She laughs. “How did you hit him? Perry is the best agent in O.W.C.A.” Candace looks down at the book in her hands. “Didn’t he see it coming and dodge?”
Phineas smiles in spite of himself. “His problem is that he trusts me too much. I tricked him into closing his eyes.” Then he sighs. “I feel like a horrible person.”
“Meat-Brick deserves to be punched every now and then.” Candace rubs the back of her neck. “I think that he thought so too.”
“What do you mean?” Her younger brother stares at her openly, “You think he let me punch him?”
Phineas’ reaction makes Candace smile a bit. She relaxes a little, uncrossing her legs. “Perry can sense a punch even with his eyes closed. Didn’t he tremble a bit as your fist got closer?”
Phineas thinks back, “Yeah… why would he let me hit him? Now I really feel horrible.”
“Don’t.” Perry comes in wearing a pair of steak-specs. “I can’t believe that I said that to you. If you weren’t going to hit me, I would have gone and asked Heinz to. He always enjoys it when I ask him to hit me.”
“How often..?” Phineas breaks off mid question as Candace puts up a hand.
She shakes her head. “Perry, that happened once.”
The platypus salutes them as he walks out of the room again. Phineas stares after him, “What? Did I miss something?”
“He made an insensitive joke. When I wouldn’t hit him for it, he walked over to Dr. D’s and somehow got the guy to whack him across the face with a monkey wrench.” Candace sighs. “It was actually slightly comical.”
Phineas stares after his platypus. “As comical as those things that he was wearing on his head?”
“No, I don’t think that’s possible.” Candace grins slightly. “Although, you and Ferb can do anything.”
“Why would we try to make something funnier than…” He looks at his hands, puzzled. “what were those, anyway?”
His sister shrugs, “Well, when there was something that was deemed impossible, you guys always used to jump all over the opportunity to prove it wrong.”
Phineas sighs. “Well, what if we grew out of that? Ran out of ideas?”
“What? No, Phineas. That’s what’s impossible! You can’t grow out of defying impossibility, because that’s what makes you guys…” Candace clasps her necklace in her hand tightly, “That’s what makes you guys who you are. It’s your strongest quality.”
“Maybe I’m scared to do it anymore, Candace. Maybe as I’ve grown up, I realized how dangerous it always was… maybe-” He collapses into the couch.
She stares at him. “You were a little irresponsible at times, and that scared me. But you never did anything wrong.”
Phineas looks over at her. “Then why were you always trying to bust us?”
“I never did, did I?” She smiles half-heartedly. “What would you say if I told you that I was jealous?”
“Why would you be jealous?” Her brother sits up again, looking at his sister with a new view point.
Candace stands up, and starts walking around in circles. “You guys never seemed to be worried about anything. You always seemed to come up with a plan so fast, and you were never worried about what anybody else thought.” She sits back down again, rubbing her necklace. “Plus, I couldn’t just relax and have fun. What if you or Ferb had gotten seriously hurt? I could never live with myself.”
Phineas stares at her, “You… why…” He looks down. “It was dangerous, and I know that now… but-”
“But you always had a backup plan. You never got hurt. And I want you to stay who you are, Phineas. I’ve always admired your optimism.” She grins, thinking of the girl who came through that gate over and over again. Every day of every summer, always asking the same question. “And not just me.”
(Yeah Steak-Specs! I really wanted to write those into this story, and Perry getting a black eye was too good an opportunity to miss. :P I have realized that I write a lot about Perry getting hurt... you'll see more of that later in Chapter 51.) Please Comment!
“Uh, Candace?” Phineas reaches up to scratch his ear nervously. “Can we… talk?”
Candace barely looks up from her book. “That depends.”
He sits down on the couch next to her, making sure to keep some space between them. “What’cha readin’?”
A book on how to prepare for an evil dictatorship. Apparently I wrote it.” She crosses her legs, unconsciously creating a physical barrier between herself and her brother.
Phineas leans back into the couch. “Where did you get it from?”
“Perry gave it to me. He said that my other self gave it to him before she went back home.” She places a bookmark between the pages, letting her gaze linger on the words as she moves slowly and deliberately.
The inventor reaches up to scratch his ear again. “I wish you would relax a bit more around me. I’ve told you so many times…” he bites his lip, looking downward and placing his hands in his lap awkwardly.
Candace slowly closes her book, having finished the last sentence in the chapter. “I… I’ve tried, Phin. Believe me.”
“You know, Candace, I think that I’m more afraid of it than anyone else…” He looks over at his older sister, “Perry told me that I should try and develop it. So when you see his black eye, that was maybe my fault.”
She laughs. “How did you hit him? Perry is the best agent in O.W.C.A.” Candace looks down at the book in her hands. “Didn’t he see it coming and dodge?”
Phineas smiles in spite of himself. “His problem is that he trusts me too much. I tricked him into closing his eyes.” Then he sighs. “I feel like a horrible person.”
“Meat-Brick deserves to be punched every now and then.” Candace rubs the back of her neck. “I think that he thought so too.”
“What do you mean?” Her younger brother stares at her openly, “You think he let me punch him?”
Phineas’ reaction makes Candace smile a bit. She relaxes a little, uncrossing her legs. “Perry can sense a punch even with his eyes closed. Didn’t he tremble a bit as your fist got closer?”
Phineas thinks back, “Yeah… why would he let me hit him? Now I really feel horrible.”
“Don’t.” Perry comes in wearing a pair of steak-specs. “I can’t believe that I said that to you. If you weren’t going to hit me, I would have gone and asked Heinz to. He always enjoys it when I ask him to hit me.”
“How often..?” Phineas breaks off mid question as Candace puts up a hand.
She shakes her head. “Perry, that happened once.”
The platypus salutes them as he walks out of the room again. Phineas stares after him, “What? Did I miss something?”
“He made an insensitive joke. When I wouldn’t hit him for it, he walked over to Dr. D’s and somehow got the guy to whack him across the face with a monkey wrench.” Candace sighs. “It was actually slightly comical.”
Phineas stares after his platypus. “As comical as those things that he was wearing on his head?”
“No, I don’t think that’s possible.” Candace grins slightly. “Although, you and Ferb can do anything.”
“Why would we try to make something funnier than…” He looks at his hands, puzzled. “what were those, anyway?”
His sister shrugs, “Well, when there was something that was deemed impossible, you guys always used to jump all over the opportunity to prove it wrong.”
Phineas sighs. “Well, what if we grew out of that? Ran out of ideas?”
“What? No, Phineas. That’s what’s impossible! You can’t grow out of defying impossibility, because that’s what makes you guys…” Candace clasps her necklace in her hand tightly, “That’s what makes you guys who you are. It’s your strongest quality.”
“Maybe I’m scared to do it anymore, Candace. Maybe as I’ve grown up, I realized how dangerous it always was… maybe-” He collapses into the couch.
She stares at him. “You were a little irresponsible at times, and that scared me. But you never did anything wrong.”
Phineas looks over at her. “Then why were you always trying to bust us?”
“I never did, did I?” She smiles half-heartedly. “What would you say if I told you that I was jealous?”
“Why would you be jealous?” Her brother sits up again, looking at his sister with a new view point.
Candace stands up, and starts walking around in circles. “You guys never seemed to be worried about anything. You always seemed to come up with a plan so fast, and you were never worried about what anybody else thought.” She sits back down again, rubbing her necklace. “Plus, I couldn’t just relax and have fun. What if you or Ferb had gotten seriously hurt? I could never live with myself.”
Phineas stares at her, “You… why…” He looks down. “It was dangerous, and I know that now… but-”
“But you always had a backup plan. You never got hurt. And I want you to stay who you are, Phineas. I’ve always admired your optimism.” She grins, thinking of the girl who came through that gate over and over again. Every day of every summer, always asking the same question. “And not just me.”
(Yeah Steak-Specs! I really wanted to write those into this story, and Perry getting a black eye was too good an opportunity to miss. :P I have realized that I write a lot about Perry getting hurt... you'll see more of that later in Chapter 51.) Please Comment!
May The Fourth Be With You
Happy International Star Wars Day!
Okay, so who watched Phineas and Ferb Star Wars?
Who loved it?
Who hates it so much they want to kill whoever made it?
Not me. I LOVED it. Like, the same way Doof loves almond brittle or Candace loves Ducky Momo. And to celebrate International Star Wars Day... I wrote a one-shot about it.
Enjoy: http://phanfictionbykiri.blogspot.ca/p/may-fourth-be-with-you.html
Or, you could click on it down there under Holiday Specials.
:)
Okay, so who watched Phineas and Ferb Star Wars?
Who loved it?
Who hates it so much they want to kill whoever made it?
Not me. I LOVED it. Like, the same way Doof loves almond brittle or Candace loves Ducky Momo. And to celebrate International Star Wars Day... I wrote a one-shot about it.
Enjoy: http://phanfictionbykiri.blogspot.ca/p/may-fourth-be-with-you.html
Or, you could click on it down there under Holiday Specials.
:)
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