The Theme Song/Prologue

There's a hundred and four days
Of summer vacation
But school comes along just to end it
So now that we're back in school
It's not gonna end soon
So we need to find ways
To survive it
That's because
School's too hard
And we're sick and tired of it
But we got to go anyway
It's not that we
We get bad grades
But bad things happen there
Like for instance
Bullying and
Falling in love are a drag
And the fact that there
There are too many
Secrets going on in our heads
As you can see
There's a whole lot if stuff that's
Gonna happen starting this fall
But don't worry
'Cause Phineas and Ferb
Are gonna get through it all
So don't worry
'Cause Phineas and Ferb
Are gonna get through it all

2: Chapter 1

    It was early afternoon in Danville, as Ferb walked throught the gate of the backyard carrying a box of supplies. 

    "Hey, Ferb! There you are! I was starting to worry about you!"Phineas walked up to Ferb, and taking the box, he asks, "So, what'd you bring?" 

    "I brought-" 

    "A thingamabob?" Issabella interjected. 

    "No. I brought-" 

    "A thingamajig?" 

    "No, I-" 

    "How about a thingy? Or a whatzit?" Ferb frowned. 

    "Izzie, please-" Phineas tried to stop the girl. 

    "Or," Issabella added. "maybe it's a thingymabobber!" 

    "Issabella!" The ebony haired girl looked at Phineas. 

    "Yes, Phinny?" she inquired sweetly. 

    "Can you please stop bothering Ferb?" 

    "Oh, alright." 

    "Good. Now," Phineas turned back to his brother. "What'd you bring? 

    " I brought a magnifying lens, pieces of metal, a giant balloon shaped like a baby head-" 

    "Wait, what?" Ferb looked at Phineas.

    "Those were the only giant ballons i could find."

    "Oh. I see. Why baby heads?"

    "How should I know? I also got us some elastic, rope, and long sheets of plastic."

    "Great job with the supplies, Ferb!" Phineas walked to the middle of the yard. "Now let's get started on our last project of the season!" 

 

Doobie Doobie Doo Ba! 

 

    Perry lay down on the floor of his lair and yawned. He was bored. Monogram had told him to stay after his mission. Earlier that day, Doofensmirtz built a machine that shot vegetables. He wanted to make children cry, which would somehow lead to his ruling over the Tri State Area. 

    "What a weird guy," the platypus chatterd. "Guess he forgot about veggietarians. They would've been happy. Unless they got hit in the face with a carrot or something...I gotta stop talking to myself." 

    Just then, Monogram walked up to him. 

    "Hello Agent P!" Perry looked up. Then he thought of something. 

    'Oh, crud. I hope this isn't about what happened a few days ago." 

    "Alright, Perry. I've got something important to discus with you." Perry jumped up. 

    "It's not my fault! I swear! It was Kenny! All Kenny! If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be in this mess!"

    "I don't know what you just said, but O.K. Come here." Perry cautiously stepped forward.

    "Here, put this up to your mouth-er, bill." Monogram handed him a small green square.

    "Why, what'll it-Oh! It's a translator!"

    "Pretty neat, huh Agent P? Carl made them! Now we should be able to understand all the animals!"

    "Yeah, except we wont always be using them." Monogram sighed. 

    "Why does every animal say that?" As he started to walk away, he looked back. "Agent p-"

    "Guess this means you don't know about the room..."

    "What?"

    "Nothing!"

"...Anyway, you don't always have to hold the translator up to your mouth-I mean bill. There's a button that turns it into a headset. Enjoy the Translator!" 

"Guess I will."

3: Chapter 2

"Phineas! Ferb! For the last time,summer vacation is over!"Linda called from the bottom of the stairs."You two better not make me come up there!"At that moment, the two boys slid down the railing. 

"Morning, Mom! What's for breakfast?" 

"Good morning, Mum."

"Good morning Phineas, Ferb. I made eggs with sausage and bagels."

"All right!" Phineas ran into the kitchen.

"Sausage!" Ferb ran after him.

"Good morning, everyone!" Lawrence called.

"Mornin'!" Phineas managed to say in between bites.

"Good morning, Father!"

"Ferb! Slow Down!" The green-haired teen looked at his mother, mouth opened, about to bite into the sausage.

"I haven't had sausage in a long time." Linda shook her head.

"You two got everything ready for the first day of school?" The brothers nodded.

"Hey," Phineas looked around. "Where's Perry?" Ferb shrugged.

"Boys," Linda called. "The school bus." 

"Huh? It's here? Well, alright then," The boys quickly finished their food, grabbed their bags, and headed toward the door. "See ya later!" 

"Bye!" 

"Have a good day! And Ferb," The British born teen turned to his mother. "Be careful!"

"Will do, Mum! Don't worry! Nothing will happen!"

"And if anything DOES happen," Phineas smiled smugly. "I'll protect him."

"You'd better protect yourself first, shrimp." And with that, the teens stepped out the door.

 

DOOBIE DOOBIE DOO BA!

 

Perry sat on the chair in his lair, facing the screen. He folded his arms.

"I don't need a partner. I can handle Doof on my own."

"Perry-" Monogram started.

"I'm one of the strongest agents here. You said it yourself."

"Per-"

"I don't need a partner when I'm so strong!"

"Your last three missions didn't go so well-"

"That doesn't mean anything! Remember the last time I had a partner?"

"This time, your partner will be an animal-"

"I don't need nor want a partner!"

"Agent P, you are getting a partner, whether you like it or not!" Perry, letting out a loud growl, stood up and slammed his fists into the dashboard. It broke in two, and made the screen go off. Monogram walked up from behind the wall.

"Perry the Platypus!" he shouted. Perry turned around,and growling, stormed out of the room. Monogram looked at the dashboard and sighed.

 

PNF

 

"Ferb! I'm a freshman!

"Phineas! I'm a sophomore! The step-brothers fist-bumped.

"Hey, Phineas!" The redhead turned around and saw Isabella standing in front of him. Before he could speak, she started singing.

Izzie: I'm just the curious girl 'cross the way. And every day when I see you, I come over and saaaaay*starts dancing*whatcha doin'? Whatcha doin?
Phin: Doin'
Izzie: What's today's activity? whatcha doin?
Phin: Whatcha doin'
Izzie: Whatcha doin'? Could it by chance include me?
Phin: Let's see!
Izzie: Whatcha doin'?
Phin: Whatcha doin'
Izzie: Whatcha-
Both: doin'?
Izzie: I don't mean to disturb!
Phin: Not at all!
Izzie: Whatcha doin? Whatcha doin'? You know, it's not really directed at Ferb,
Phin: Nuh-uh!
Izzie: When I
Both: Saaaaaaaay
Izzie: Whatcha doin'?*walks away from Phin* Don't you know,Phineas,you have no idea,*shows Phin talking to other guys, laughing* that every day I'm just dying to see ya!*runs back to Phin* And say: Whatcha doin'?
Phin: Whatcha doin'
Izzie: Whatcha-
Both: doin'
Izzie: I really wanna know!
Phin: She really wants to know!
Izzie: whatcha doin'?
Phin: what I'm doin'
Izzie: whatcha-
Both: doin'?
Izzie: Can I be part of the show? When I saaaaaaaay
Phin:*same time as Izzie* When she saaaaaaaays
Both: Whatcha doin'?

 

The song ends, and Isabella and Phineas are face to face.

"Hey, Phineas! Whatcha doin'?"

"Talking to you! Aren't you glad to finally be in high school?"

"You bet! Hey, Ferb! You glad to be a sophomore?" Ferb nods. "Hey, thought you were talking more?"

"I am."

"He is. Hey, we should be getting to homeroom. Too bad none of us are together."

"I'm no where near my homeroom." Ferb waves goodbye, turns around...and runs into a blue-haired girl. 

"Whoops! Sorry about that, Miss!"
"No, no, it was my fault. Should've watched where I was going." Ferb stared at thee girl. She stared back.

"Haven't I met you before?" The girl shook her head.

"No, I don't think-" She paused."Oh! I have met you before. Aren't you-"

"Jamie!" A blue-haired boy marched up to them and grabbed the blue-haired girl's hand. "We've got to get to homeroom! Stop talking to strangers!"

"But - wait - Jay - gah!" She turned back. "See you later, Ferb!" He waved.

"Who was that?" Phineas inquired.

"That was-"

"Guys!" The boys turned to Isabella. "The bell-" The second bell rings.

"Oh, damn!" Ferb ran through the hall.

"Bye!" Phineas ran toward his homeroom. 

"Later, Phin!" Isabella ran in the other direction.

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So, why does Linda tell Ferb to be careful? Why didn't she say the same to Phineas? What's up with Perry's attitude? Why does he hate the idea of having a partner? Who are Jamie and Jay? How does Ferb know them? Why didn't Jay recognize Ferb? Why am I asking all them questions? The answers to these questions will soon be revealed!  

Oh, and one more thing. Hope the part with the song didn't confuse anyone! 

I do not own Phineas, Ferb, Isabella, Linda, Lawrence, Monogram, and Perry. They belong to Dan and Swampy. 
I own Jamie and Jay. No one steal them or this story!

4: Chapter 3

    The bell rang. As soon as students filled the halls, Phineas ducked out of the way of the tall basketball players. Or tried to. They kept knocking him down. 

    "People shouldn't be so tall." the redhead muttered under his breath."There should be a law or something - WOAH!" Some tall guy bumped into Phineas and didn't even apologize. Phineas smacked into someone's back. That "someone" happened to be Ferb.

    "The heck?! Oh! Phineas! What are you DOING falling on top of me like that?" He brushed himself off.

    "Boy, am I glad to see you! And what am I supposed to do when all these FREAKING GIANT BASKETBALL PLAYERS keep bumping into me?" Ferb stared at Phineas for a moment, then smiled.

    "Having a hard first day?"

    "Sorta. By the way, where are you headed?"

    "Lunch."

    "Oh, cool!" So am I! Just heading toward my locker so I can test my lock."
    "I already went to my locker. Used the same lock. That's the thing - you do NOT want lose yours. You'll need it for the rest of high school. Using the same lock makes things easier." They stopped in front of Phineas' locker. As Phineas worked on getting the lock opened, (he was failing miserably) someone jumped onto Ferb's back.

    "What the-hey-what-who's on my back?"

    "Hiya, Ferb.

    "Isabella?! What the - get off of me!"

    "Why should I?"

    "Because your nails are digging into my shoulders."

    "Because he doesn't like it, that's why. Now get off of him."

    "Oh, alright. Whatever Phinny says." She got down.

    "Why do you always listen to Phineas and not me? Oh, wait, the answer's obvious."

    "How is it obvious?" The two teens stared at Phineas.

    "Of course the oblivious Phineas doesn't know." Ferb commented, rolling his eyes.

    "I am not oblivious!" Phineas fumbled with his lock. Isabella walked up to him.

    "Hey, Phineas. Whatcha doin'?"

    "What do you think? Trying to open this stupid lock!"

    "Need some help?"

    "No, I got it." The fourteen-year old helplessly struggled with the switch.

    "Why don't you use your tools?" The boy stopped, then slapped himself.

    "Of course! Why didn't I think of that?" He started hacking on it right away. Several seconds later, the lock opened. The late bell rings.

    "Oh, would you look at that, We're late for lunch. Not that it matters." Ferb started walking down the hall. Then, the younger teens followed Ferb to the cafeteria.

 

   Doobie Doobie Doo Ba

 

    Perry kicked Doofensmirtz in the face. Then he ran to the Inator, jumped on it, and stomped on the red self-destruct button. After that, the agent sprinted and leaped out the window ,putting his jet-pack on in the process. 

    "Curse you, Perry the Platypus!" Doof raged. Perry could then hear the distant sound of an explosion.

    Soon, Perry landed in front of the agency. He stood there and sighed. His freedom would soon be over. he would have a partner. Everyone would see that he needed help fighting. Not even Pinky knew he needed help until news of Perry getting a partner spread around the agency. 

    The others wouldn't see Perry the same way they see him now. They wouldn't look up to him. And then there's Kenny. Oh. No. His life would be ruined. The koala would start calling him weak. Everyone would join in. They would see that he was getting weaker. What's worse, it's true. His strength was diminishing, and he knew it. Of course, Perry wasn't going to admit that. He didn't even realize that he wasn't as strong until Monogram told him about his partner. 

    The platypus sighed again as he walked into the agency. The only reason he wasn't going home was because the boys were still at school. As he walked through the doors wondering how his owners were doing, he saw some of the animals huddled together, Pinky among them. 

    "Hey guys," The mammal greeted. "What's going on?" He hoped they weren't talking about his new partner.

    "Perry!" Pinky started. "Did you hear? There's gonna be another platypus here!"

    Perry was wrong. What he was hearing was much worse. ANOTHER PLATYPUS. No. NO. NO.

    "Do you think they'll be your knew partner? Perry?" Pinky never got an answer.

 

Monogram was going through a list of new agent recruits when Perry burst through the door. 

"Gah! Agent P! You surprised me!" Perry folded his arms and growled.

"Agent P, what is it? You know I can't understand you without your translator." Perry put the square up to his mouth.

"Another platypus?"

"Great googley moogley, Perry! Do you have a problem with everything?"

"Apparently yes, since you told me that I would be the only platypus in this part of the agency."

"Well, she really wanted to come here."

"Why?"

"She says she has family here, in Danville. She was born here."

"Of course she does."

"She'll be here the same day as your partner."

"Hmph." Monogram sighed.

"Perry, why're you so stubborn? You weren't like this as a kid."

"I'm not a kid anymore."

"I know that." Monogram looked up at the clock. "Perry-"

"You want me to leave? Alright." He turned around.

"No, wait!" Perry stopped. "Would you do me a favor?" Perry looked up at the man.

"You're asking me for a favor? Instead of ordering me?"

"Yes. Would you mind training the new recruits tomorrow after your mission? There's no one else I'd ask."

"No one else?"

"No one else. Unless, of course, you would like someone to help you, since it's a big group. The recruits are also pretty rowdy." Perry thought for a moment, then shook his head.

"I'll do it by myself."

 

PNF

 

"Hey, Ferb. Remember that blue-haired boy who pulled away that blue-haired girl this morning?"

"Jay?" Phineas nodded. The teens were sitting in the cafeteria enjoying their lunch.

"He's in most of my classes so far!"

"That's funny, cause Jamie's in every one of my classes except CAD"

"So far."

"Nuh-uh." Ferb shook his head. "All. I looked at her schedule. I've got that girl all over me in every class."

"All over you? What for?"

"Well-"

"All over you? What girl would want to be all over you for? Not like anyone would want to date you." Phineas and Ferb stared at Isabella.

"Izzie, go back to reading."

"Ferbie, go back to being silent."

"I thought you guys wanted me to talk!"

"We do! Izzie, don't bother Ferb."

"Alright, Phinny."

"And don't call me 'Ferbie' !" 

"Okay, Ferbie." Ferb's jaw clenched.

"So, Ferb. As you were saying..." Phineas started.

"As I was saying, when I was-"

"Shut up, Ferb." Ferb shut up.

"Isabella!" The redhead stood up and put his hands on the table. "Don't do that! Go on, Ferb. Speak." The green-haired teen stayed silent.

"Guess he wanted to be quiet after all." Phineas closed and opened his fists. It was all he could do to keep from exploding on the girl.

"Ferb, speak."

"...Isabella, you acted like you wanted to hear my voice when I started speaking more. But ever since this summer, everything's been going wrong."

"Aw, c'mon, Ferb! Don't say that!"

"Maybe I should start being quiet again."

"No, no! Don't do that!" Phineas protested. "Not when you just started talking again! It took us weeks to get you to speak one word."

"You used to speak a lot more." Isabella encouraged. "Up until two months ago." An uncomfortable silence filled the air. The older teen spoke up.

"Speaking of June, that was when I met Jamie and Jay."

"Wait a minute." Ferb looked at his brother. "They're the ones that helped you when-you know-that happened?" Ferb nodded. "But they seem so different than what you described! Oh, wait. Didn't you say-"

Phineas never finished his sentence. Just then, someone came behind him and said-"

"Who are you talking about, tiny?" The three teens turned to see Jay standing behind him with a tray of food.

"You were talking about me, weren't you?" Before Phineas could say anything, Jamie came up to them.

"Hey, Ferb! Jay! What's up?" She sat down next to Phineas. "These your friends?" She asked Ferb. He nodded.

"Um..." Jamie looked up at Jay. "I wasn't going to sit here."

"Why not?" Jay scowled at Phineas.

"They were talking about us."

"No, no we weren't!" Ferb paused."Well we were, but not in a bad way! I was just..."

"Just what?" He was now glaring at Ferb.

"...Trying to tell them what happened in June. Trying."

"Trying?"

"Isabella kept interrupting him."

"She was being mean."

"...Anyway, I guess I have no choice but to sit here." Jay sat next to Isabella. "So, your Isabella?" The girl nods as she takes a bite out of her food.

"What's your name?" Jamie turned towards the redhead.

"I'm Phineas. I'm Ferb's stepbrother.

"Oh, cool! Anymore siblings?"

"I've got an older sister."

"Candace. My stepsister."

"Hey, Ferb." The green-haired teen turned towards Jay. "Are you British?" Ferb nodded. "Can I ask you something else?" He nods again. "Why do you have green hair?"

"Why do you have blue hair?"

"Why are you shaped like a log?"

"Why are - no, I can't think of anything to top that."

"Win!" Jamie smiled.

"I think we're going to like this school."

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Uh-oh. Tension between Ferb and Isabella. 
So, what happened to Ferb in June? Where did Ferb meet the two blue-heads? Why is Izzie so mean to Ferb? Why is Ferb's hair green? Why is Perry so stubborn? What do they serve at lunch in school? These questions will be answered soon. 
I don't own Phineas and Ferb

5: Chapter 4

Surviving High School Ch. 4

Perry landed on his feet, fell and rolled on the ground, jumped up, and stood before the agency. As he caught his breath, Perry thought of the mission he almost failed.
Doofensmirtz wanted to turn everyone into toys. He wouldn't turn himself into a toy, but still planned on being the "King of the Toys".
Perry had gotten shot by the machine, and was turned into a robotic platypus with a remote. He was still alive, and he didn't need the remote to move around. Doof started zapping random people outside. The platypus then jumped on the man's back, causing them to fall over. The inator then continued to shoot rays in different directions. Perry grabbed the wheel and shot Doofensmirtz, then himself. Toy Doof came up behind Perry and just as he pressed the self destruct button. The man punched the animal and jumped out of the way of the explosion. Perry then wrestled Robot Doof to the ground. Doofbot got on top of Perry and started punching him in the face. Perry finally kicked him off, ran over the roof, and paraglided his way to the agency.
Sighing, Perry stepped through the doors and walked through one of the corridors. He waved and said hi to the other animals he passed...and bumped into the one agent that he didn't want to see.
"Kenny."
"Perry." the platypus started to walk around the agent, but was pushed back. "Where you goin', Per?" Kenny stepped closer to him. "Gon' go plead for ya partner to come sooner?"
"I don't even need a partner."
"Why, 'Course you do! Ya gon' get weaker an' weaker." Perry tried walking around him again, but the koala put his arm up. "Ya gon' get stuck in traps an' won't be able to get out on ya own! Oh, but don' worry! Ya partner'll save you!"
"That's not gonna happen. I won't need to be saved."
"Sure you will! I bet you almost died durin' ya mission today!"
"That's not true! Do I look like I'm dying?"
"No, but you sure look like you took a beatin'!"
"What are you talking about? I'm fine. And I won!"
"Must've been a close call." Kenny snickered. Perry tried backing away, but ended up being pinned to the wall. "What's wrong, Per? Can't free yourself?" Perry struggled under the koala's weight. "Too strong for ya? That's 'cause ya too weak."
Looking over Kenny's shoulder, Perry could see Pinky and David the Dog watching. Pinky gave Perry a look asking if they could help. Perry narrowed his eyes, but gave a smile so small, Kenny didn't notice it. The animals sprang into action.
Pinky jumped onto the Koala's back, as David pulled Perry from the wall. When Kenny and Pinky fell to the ground, David pushed Perry away saying, "Run! We'll take care of him!"
Perry nodded, and ran towards the room where he was to train the recruits.

PNF

Ferb was at his locker getting his stuff for the rest of the school day.
'Alright. Second day of school and nothing bad - not counting what Isabella said yesterday - happened.' The teen thought. 'So far, so good.' He shut the door, closed the lock, turned around, and felt his head being slammed onto his locker. Opening his eyes, Ferb saw three senior boys in front of him. 'Oh, no. Not them.' He thought to himself.
"Hey, Rectangle Head!" Ferb narrowed his eyes.
"Butch." He looked at the other two. "Kieth and Kyle."
"So," Butch started. "Built any failed machines lately?"
"I'll have you know my creations haven't failed for years."
"How do I know you're not lying?" the older teen smirked.
"Yeah, what if you're lying?" the twins mimicked.
"I am not. I'll prove it to you, if you back off." Ferb took out a tiny rocket from his pocket, and set it on the ground. From his other pocket, he took out a remote. The bullies stepped back, and the twins spoke up.
"What's it gonna do?"
"Yeah, what's it gonna do?"
"Watch." Ferb pressed a blue button on the remote, and the rocket shot upwards. Using the control stick, Ferb made the rocket do a bunch of loops and fly all over the place. He then pressed a purple button, and the top flew off. Confetti burst out of the rocket. Ferb pressed the blue button again, making the rocket land. "It's not done yet. It's only a test run."
"Pretty neat!"
"Yeah, pretty neat!" Butch glared at the look-alikes. Kyle and Kieth shrunk back.
"Huh. Whatev'." the senior replied. "Let's go guys." He walked off.
"Nice rocket." Kyle commented.
"Yeah, nice rocket." Kieth copied.
"I'll show it to you guys when it's done, if you'd like."
"Awesome!" the twins exclaimed in unison.
"KIETH! KYLE! GET OVER HERE!" the older teens flinched at their leader's voice.
"Let's go, Kieth."
"'Kay." the twins left. Ferb stood alone. He sighed as he sat against the lockers behind him.
"...Butch better not give me any trouble this year."

Doobie Doo Ba

Perry slammed the door. Then he slowly turned around and faced the recruits. Dozens of little eyes stared up at him. He stared back. Perry cleared his throat.
"Alright, little recruits. I'm Agent Perry the Platypus, and I'm gonna be your training instructor today." The little animals waved. "Now, stand up, and lets do some warm-ups before I train you guys."

'I love working with kids,' Perry thought. Everything had gone smoothly for an hour. Then, a koala cub and a ferret kit started fighting.
"Hey, Hey! Woah, stop! Stop it!" Perry shouted, separating the kids. "What's going on here?" The ferret pointed at the koala.
"He said I was so weak, I couldn't beat him in a fight!"
"Well, it's true. You were loosing."
"Hey, don't be mean! Apologize to him right now." the cub paid no attention to Perry.
"Who thinks Freddie's weak?" A few animals raised their hands.
"That's mean! Freddie's not weak!" A bunny ran up to Freddie. "You're just being rude!"
"You're just a big meanie!" a snake added.
"Meanie! Meanie!" The animals chanted.
"Weak! Weak!" The others yelled back. At some point, everyone was fighting, and Perry had lost all control.
"Stop! Stop!" Perry ran across the room trying to keep the peace. "No! Stop biting him! You stop kicking her! STOP THROWING THINGS! GAH!" The exhausted platypus looked at the chaos around him and sighed. He picked up his phone.

A few minutes later, Pinky and David rushed into the room armed with sleeping spray. In seconds, all the kids were flopped onto the ground, fast asleep.
"How is this not affecting us?" Perry questioned.
"It's for kids only." Pinky held up the can. "See? Says it right here."
"Geez, what is up with these kids?" David wondered. "Who started the fight?"
"The koala."
"Figures. That's Kenny's little brother." Perry groaned.
"I should've known. He acts just like him."
"The kid's name is Kevin."
"You okay, Perry?" Pinky asked.
"I'm fine, but...Please...Don't tell anyone about this, especially Monogram. If he found out - no - even worse, if Kenny finds out -"
"Relax, Perry." Pinky reassured. "This secret's safe with us."
"We won't tell anyone."
"And we'll act like we weren't even here."
"Thanks, guys." Perry smiled. "You're the best."

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Both Perry and Ferb are dealing with bullies.
This was my first time writing an Australian accent(for Kenny). Don't flame me! I'm pretty sure there are a lot of mistakes in this. If anyone notices, could you point it out? Thanks.
I don't own Ferb, Perry, Pinky, Devin, or Monogram.
I own Kenny, Kevin, Freddie, Kieth, Kyle, and Butch.
Hope you enjoy!

6: Chapter 5

SHS Ch. 5 



   Kevin the Koala ran across the lobby of the agency, and jumped onto his brother's back. 
   "WHAT THE BLOODY-" Kevin, taken by surprise, waved his arms about in order to stay balanced. "HOW many times MUST I tell you NOT to do that?" Perry watched the brothers with an amused grin on his face. 
   "That was fun to watch." The little cub slid off of his brother's back, and started to run around the older koala's legs. 
   "Hey, Kenny! Hey, Kenny! Kenny, Kenny, Kenny! Guess what? Guess what? Guess what-guess what-guess what-guess what-guesswhatguesswhatguesswhatguesswhatguesswhatguess-" 
   "What?!" 
   "Nothin'!" the cub exclaimed, throwing his paws into the air. Kevin then ran away, giggling like crazy. Perry laughed. 
   "That's an annoying little brother you have." 
   "Tell me about it. The lad is even worse when we're at home." Kenny turned toward the platypus. "Wait, what were we talking about before the brat interrupted us?" 
   "Ummm...About how awesome and stronger I am then you?" 
   "Nice try. We were prob'ly talking 'bout how awesome and stronger I am than you are." 
   "That was the complete opposite of what I said." 
   "Exactly." Just then, Darren the Duck came up to them, dragging a chair along.
   "Hey, guys! Monogram's looking for you two!" Perry nodded and walked toward Monogram's office, Kenny behind him. 
   "What's with that duck and chairs?" Perry wondered. 
   "Who knows." The two walked on. "Hey, Per. Know what I heard?" 
   "If you're about to say something rude about platypus'-" 
   "I wasn't" 
   "Alright, then What did you hear?" 
   "There's a rumor going 'round that one of the new agents will be owned by Monogram." Perry stopped walking. 
   "Are you serious?" Kenny stopped as well, and looked back. 
   "I'm not certain, but I reckon it's true." The two started waking again.
   "What does reckon mean?" Kenny gave the monotreme an odd look.
   "How do you not know? Weren't you born in Australia?" 
   "No. I was born here, in America." 
   "Oh. Well, that explains why we talk differently." The animals stopped in front of the office. "What do ya think he wants?" 
   "We're not in trouble, are we?" 
   "Why would we be in trouble? What did we do wrong?" 
   "We got into fights. Wait, no. That was mostly you." 
   "Mostly?" 
   "Throughout most of last week, you kept trying to fight me to prove you were stronger. I had to defend myself." 
   "Well-" 
   "Plus, you got into fights with other agents." The two were silent for a moment. "Let's go inside," Perry suggested. He grabbed the doorknob,twisted it,and pulled the door opened. 
  


                              ~PNF~ 


   A week had passed since school had started. Phineas and Isabella were headed to math. 
   "High school's getting off to a good start, dontcha' think so, Phineas?"  
   "Yeah, it's pretty good. Except for Jay calling us random names just to humor himself, and Ferb getting bullied. Other than that, things are fine."  Suddenly, out of Nowher, Jay popped up in front of the teens faces and started jumping around. 
   "Hey guys! Hey guys! What's up? What's up? How're you guys? I'm good, I'm good. I'm awesome. I'm fantastic. I'm awesometastic!"  
   "Woah! Man, Jay!" Phineas backed up with his hands in the air."What's with you today? You're all hyper!" 
   "What'swrong with being hyper? I like being hyper. I'm jittery. You don't like being hyper, Dorrito Head?" 
   "What? Dorrito head??? Dorrito  Head?!? Did you just call me Dorrito head????? DON'T CALL ME THAT!!!!" Phineas screamed. 
   "Okay, Mr. Triangle Head!" 
   "DON'T CALL ME THAT EITHER!" 
   "Can i take a bite of you head, Dorrito?" 
   "YOU ARE SO DEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Jamie came up to them, and put her hands on the blue-headed boy in order to stop hopping around. The girl's attempt failed, and only got her hopping as well. "Sorry guys! Someone gave him a huge bag of candy, and dared him to eat it all at once! Now he's on sugar rush mode!" 
   "SSSUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRR!!!! I like sugar! Bye-bye Girly! Bye-bye Dorrito! 
I gotta get to science!" The hyper-active boy bounded to his next class. 
   "Jay! Wait! Gah!" The blue-haired girl turned back. "See you guys later!" She ran off. 
   "Girly? He's gonna call me Girly now! C'mon! As if Bella Girl Wasn't enough!" Isabella complained.  
   "That was utterly annoying. And weird." The redhead replied. "We'd better get to class, or we'll be late. C'mon!" 

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

   Ferb was sitting in the second row, fourth column, of his History class. The room was quiet. Every student eyed the teacher. It was thirty minutes into class, and the man hadn't woken up. His head rested in his arms, which were folded on his desk, and little snores came from his mouth.  
   At first, the class had let their teacher be, and decided for themselves to have a free period. After awhile, the students became suspicious about the fact that their instructor was still in dreamland.  
   Ferb sighed, got up from his seat, and walked to the front of the room. The teen softly nudged the sleeping man. 
   "...Mr. Zone?" The teacher didn't move. "Mr. Zone!" Ferb shook the man as hard as he could, but Zone stayed inert. 
   "He's never gonna wake up." 
   "What, he's not dead or anything, is he?" 
   "Mr. Zone'll probably wake up when the bell rings." 
   "He didn't pass out or something, did he?" 
   "Why'd he fall asleep in the first place?" 
   "C'mon, guys! I'm serious! Someone check his pulse!" 
   "Hey, I have an idea!" Everyone turned to Jamie. "Why don't we shout as loud as we can, and see if that works?" The teens nodded in agreement. Ferb gave the girl a thumbs up. 
   "Alright," the green-haired teen readied himself. "On three, two one-" 
   "MR. ZONE, WAKE UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"  Immediately after the shout, Zone screamed and jumped into the air, then landed flat on his face onto the cold, hard floor. Almost everyone laughed at the teacher's reaction. 
   "Ah...Ow...That...Hurt." Mr. Zone drowsily looked around the room. "...Did I fall asleep?" 
   "YES!" the students yelled in unison. Zone sweat-dropped and looked at the clock. His jaw fell. 
   "Damn!" The teacher covered his mouth. "Um, I mean, crap! Look at the time! Class'll be over soon!" 
   Zone looked at the students. He facepalmed himself. "Not enough time for the lesson...Can't believe I fell asleep." The man took one last look at the class and sighed, covering his eyes. 
   "Alright. Independent study until the bell rings." 
   With that, Zone plopped back into his chair, and rested his head on his desk, making sure not too fall asleep again. 
   

                     ~Doobie Doobie Doo Ba~ 



   The two agents stood in front of their major.
   "Agents Kenny the Koala  and Perry the Platypus." Monogram sat behind his desk. "First off, put your translators on." The animals obeyed. "Now, I want to know which one of you two vandalized the broadcasting room." Perry blinked. 
   "Wait, what?" 
   "One of you did it." 
   "How do you know it was one of us?" Kenny questioned. 
   "You were the last two people in the room." 
   "I only went in to get something for someone." 
   "..." 
   "Huh? What is it?" Perry turned to the koala. 
   "I..." 
   "Kenny, did you do it?" 
   "I...Um...Well, I-I...Yes, it was me, I confess." The koala turned away. "I was mad about somethin' and I wasn't thinkin' clearly." Monogram nodded. 
   "Alright. You will fix the damage you've caused." 
   "Yes, Sir." 
   "You are dismissed." 
   "Aye aye, Sir!" The two agents saluted, and headed out the door. 
   "I can't believe you got so mad, you trashed the broadcasting room." 
   "I didn't." 
   "Huh?" 
   "I didn't do it. It was Kevin." 
   "What? Then why'd you say you did it?" 
   "Couldn't let 'im get in trouble." 
   "Ah. Well, now you have to fix the mess your brother made!" 
   "Mmm. Not a big deal. I've cleaned up messes bigger than this because of the the boy." 
   "Seriously? Kid must have a really bad temper."

7: Chapter 6

SHS Ch. 6 

Phineas sat in his homeroom. This was also his first period class. A girl with brown hair walked up to him.  
"Phineas? Could you help me with homework?" 
"Again? Do you seriously have to ask me for help every single day?" the boy questioned sarcastically. "Alright, what is it this time? Math or science?" 
"Math. You see this problem? I just don't get it!" Phineas looked at the girls worksheet. 
" I see where you're having trouble!" the redhead pointed to the paper. "You're doing it all wrong, see? First you have to…" As the teenage boy finished explaining the assignment, the first bell rang. 
"There goes the bell. Better get to my seat." She sat next to Phineas. "Thanks for the help, Mr. Pointy Head."  
"No pro-HEY! I thought I told you to stop calling me that!"  
"I did. Now I'm saying it again." 
"Why?" 
" 'Cause it's fun."  
"Fun for you. You've been calling me "Mr. Pointy Head" ever since the first grade!" 
"Yeah, but that was back when I used to be mean. Now I do to it to tease you in a fun way." 
"Well, if you're gonna tease me in a "fun" way, you're gonna have to give me a new nickname." 
"Mr. Triangle?" 
"NO." 
"Dorrito!" 
"NO! DO NOT CALL ME THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"  The girl fell out of her seat, laughing. Just then, the late bell rang, and the teacher walked in. 
"Alright, whoever was shouting, I could hear you from the hall-."The man looked down at the brunette girl. "Rebecca, what are you doing on the floor? I nearly stepped on you." 
"Phineas is just too funny!"  After a few minutes, Rebecca stopped giggling, but was still sprawled out on the floor, wheezing.   Phineas held out a hand, and the girl took it. 
"Now that that's over," the teacher started. "Everyone should get back to their seats. Let's start off with going over the homework from last night." As the teacher went over the assignment, Rebecca passed Phineas a note.  
'Remember how I used to make fun of you and Ferb all the time?'
'Yeah, I remember. You bullied Ferb more than you did me. You were mean enough to make him cry.  =c ' 
'I made you cry too.' 
'TT^TT' 
'XD' 
'NO. Not funny.' 
'You used to be such a crybaby.' 
'Let's not talk about this.' 
'Okay, Pointy.' 
'HEY!' 
'LOL'
'Let's stop before we get caught.' 
'We're not gonna get caught.' 
'We could.' 
'If we were texting, we'd get caught.' 
'True. Hey, you know what I could do?' 
'You just rhymed.' 
'O.O'   
'LOL'
'Anyways, I could build an earpiece that makes it so we can communicate with our minds!'  
'That would be SO COOL. I'd be able to hear all of your thoughts! I always wondered what goes on in that triangle shaped head of yours.' 
'-^-;'  
'XD'  
'Shouldn't we be paying attention to the teacher, Shortstuff?' 
'HEY! U can't call me short! You're short too!'
'^U^ I got u' 
'Shorty'
'LOL' 
'Why are YOU worried about missing the lesson? You too smart for this stuff." 
'That's true. YOU'RE  the one who needs to pay attention.' 
'Whatever. Hey, has anyone ever called you cute before?' 
'Yeah, my parents.' 
'LOL anyone else?' 
'Isabella called me cute a couple of times.' 
'Someone else has been calling you cute.' 
'Really? Who?' 
'Me' 
'Good one. Wait, you serious?' 
'I'm serious.'
'No comment.' 
'Do you like me?' 
'When you say like…' 
'Phineas, you know what I mean.' 
'You're my friend.' 
'So the answer's no?' 
'…there's someone else.' 
'I understand.' 
'Don't be sad.' 
'It's fine. Talk to you after class.'
When the bell rang, Phineas rushed after his friend. 
"Becca, I am SO sorry-"
"It's alright, Phine-" 
"I don't want you to be hurt-"
"Phineas, it's fine-"
"Rebecca, I want you to know that I will always be your friend-"
"Phineas, I don't like you that way!" 
"....Wha?"  
"I know who you like. I wanted to see if you would tell me! You can tell me now, though." The teen blushed.
" Y-y-you know? B-b-but how?" 
"I just do." 
"If you already know, then why do you want me to tell you?" 
"You need to be able to admit your feelings. You want to tell her, right?" the girl stepped forward, making the boy step backward and blush even more. 
"Y…Yeah."  
"Well, it's best if you admit it to someone else before admitting it to her. That way it's easier." She stepped forward again. "So, c'mon!  Tell me!" The redhead's face became even darker. 
"Okay, I'll tell you, just not now. Anyone could hear, and they could tell the whole school!" 
"Alright, then tell me later. Oh! The bell's going to ring!" 
"Ah! We're going  to be late!" With that, Phineas grabbed Rebecca's hand, and the two tore down the hallway, the bell ringing in their ears. 

Doobie Doobie Doo Ba! 
  
Kenny was painting the walls of the broadcasting room. He was actually enjoying himself.  The koala had spent hours working on the room, and there was still a lot to do. He didn't mind. He's fixed all of his brother's messes. Cleaned up after the boy's messy tantrums. He had to admit that things would be better if the lad wasn't so destructive. But the cub's nature to destroy whenever he was mad had taught the koala how to deal with certain situations. It also taught him how to build. And he enjoyed it. 
Suddenly, the door burst open. Perry poked his head into the room. 
"Hey, Kenny."   
"Platypus." 
"Want some help painting?" Kenny dropped his brush, turned around, and starred in shock at the agent. 
"YOU'RE offering to help ME?" 
" Me, David, Pinky, and Kevin." Kenny first instinct was to say that Perry was trying to trick him. He decided against it. 
"Why?" 
"Oh, I don't know. Just because." The platypus shrugged. "We're bored, and we thought you might need some help. Plus, your brother still thinks you're mad at him." The koala took a moment to consider the offer. He was used to doing these things on his own. By himself. No help. But if the others helped, then it'd be easier. Everything would be done faster. And, maybe he could use the company. 
"Oh, alright. Do what you want." As Perry walked away, Kenny smiled. He picked up his brush. The two Australian animals may hate each other, but it didn't hurt to be nice once in a while. 
The rest of the day resulted in banter, paint fights, and lots of laughter.

8: Chapter 7

SHS Ch 7 

Perry watched as Phineas and Ferb left the house. He then made sure that no one else was watching. When he was sure that the coast was clear, Perry put on his fedora, and dashed into the boys’ room. He ducked under Ferb’s bed, and lay flat on his back. He waited a moment, and the floor flipped over. He fell through a tube, and landed next to his chair. Perry stared back up at the tube, and looked to where his chair should have been. It was gone. Perry blinked. His chair disappeared. Vanished.  
“…What the…?”  
“Agent P.” Perry turned around and kicked at whoever was behind him. It was Monogram. The major caught Perry’s foot in the air. The platypus blinked again in realization. 
“Oh, uh, whoops.” Monogram let go of Perry’s foot without warning, and the monotreme fell over. 
“Get up, Agent P, and take out your translator.” The agent stood, and put his translator on. “Before I give you your mission, I must introduce you to a couple of agents.”  Perry stiffened. Monogram hadn’t told him when the new agents were coming. He didn’t think they would be here so soon. Monogram gestured to the back of his lair. “It’s time for you to meet your partner.” As soon as he finished his sentence, an animal came out from behind the dashboard. Perry’s partner was a fox with red-orange fur, and white front paws. As soon as Perry saw his partner, he froze. Everything became worse for him at that moment because- 
“Y-you’re a g-g-g-g-girl!” 
“Yeah, and you’re a buh-buh-buh-buh-boy,” the fox imitated. She smiled. “ Nice to meet you, too.” 
“Oh, um, yeah. Nice to meet you…” She held out a paw, and Perry shook it. 
“Perry, this is Ava the Fox.” 
“Ava? I expected you name to start with an “f”.”   
“Everyone keeps on saying that.” Ava shrugged. “Well, it starts with an “a”, so you’re just gonna have to deal with it.”  
“Alright, now it’s time for you to meet our transfer agent.” Monogram replied. When the next agent came in, she gasped. Perry’s jaw hit the floor. The agent wore black fingerless gloves, and was a platypus. Being the same animal wasn’t what surprised Perry, since he already knew this. What surprised Perry was her face. She resembled Perry, and the resemblance had nothing to do with them both being platypi. The two agents were shocked because they knew each other. 
“P-Perry?!” 
“Star?!” The girl ran towards Perry, and threw her arms around his neck.  He hugged back. They spoke at the same time. “Gosh, I missed you.” Ava and Monogram starred at the platypi in surprise.   
“…You two know each other?”  
“She’s my sister.” Monogram facepalmed. 
“Of course! She looks just like you! It only makes since that I think of you whenever I look at her! I should’ve known!”  
“Well, that’s no wonder you look alike.”  Ava commented. 
“Anyway, you three better get going on your missions.” Monogram ordered. “Apparently, Doofensmirtz has created an inator that makes chairs go away.”  
“Well THAT would explain what happened to my chair!” Perry exclaimed. 
“Guess we’d better get going.” Ava smirked. “A chair thief, huh? This should be interesting.” 
“I’ll see you later bro!” Perry saluted, and ran off, Ava behind him. 

~PNF~  

Ferb was walking through the hallways trying to avoid Butch and the twins as much as possible. They had been harassing him all week. No matter what the sophomore did, he was bullied for it. Ferb rounded a corner and stopped.  The twins were walking his way. Ferb glanced around nervously. ‘Where’s Butch? He’s usually around these guys.’ As he continued to look around, Ferb spotted a janitors closet. He ran inside and sat there until he was sure the older teens were gone. The green-head sighed as he opened the door. He froze. 
“Hey, Rectangle Head,” Butch spoke. “What were you doin’ in there?” 
“Oh, I was just testing out one of my inventions,” Ferb lied. “I didn’t want to be caught by one of the teachers, so I went in there.” The green-haired teen looked at his watch. “Oh man, look at the time, I’m gonna be late!” Ferb tried to run away, but Butch grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. 
“Oh, no you don’t.”   
“But I have to meet my friends at the junkyard! We’re gonna build this really cool machine that-“
“I don’t care. You’re probably lying, anyway.” Butch slammed Ferb into the wall. “Y’know, you talk way more than you used to.” 
“Yeah, so?” 
“Know what I think?” 
“No, and I don’t care!” 
“I think you should go back to being silent.” The bully smirked. “Maybe I can get you to shut up if I punch that mouth of yours.” Before Ferb could say anything else, Butch slugged him. The green-haired teen gasped from the sudden pain. Butch didn’t stop there. He continued to hit the underclassman harder with each swing of his arm. Ferb didn’t fight back.  
“Not so tough now, are you?” The bully grabbed Ferb’s hair. The boy bit his lip as the teenager pulled harder and harder saying ,”I should do something about this grass on your head.”He smiled cruelly and slammed Ferb’s head into the wall. The Brit born teen cried out painfully. 
“Hey! What are you doing?!” Butch turned around. Keith and Kyle stood there, horrified. 
“What’s it look like?” 
“I-I thought…I thought you said you didn’t hurt people…” Kyle stuttered.
“Yeah? Well, I lied. I do what I want.” 
“That…That’s just…That’s just-just-!”  
“Violence doesn’t solve anything!” Keith blurted out. With that, the twins ran off. Butch snorted. 
“Violence doesn’t solve anything? Yeah, right. War is violence, and that solves a lot of things.” He turned to Ferb, who sat on the floor, beaten. “Don’t act so tough, fool, ‘cause you aren’t.” The senior student got up, wiped his hands, and strolled away. Ferb was left with a split lip, a badly bruised face, and a pounding headache. Minutes later, the twins came back with the nurse.  
“There he is!” Kyle shouted. He looked down at the younger teen. “Where’s Butch?” 
“He left.” Ferb choked. The nurse helped him to his feet.  
“You poor thing. What was the boy’s name? I need to tell the principal about this.” 
“Butch Baker.” 
“And what’s this boy’s name?” 
“F-…Fer…Ferb…” The green-haired boy struggled to speak. 
“Ferb?” He nodded meekly. The four walked into the nurse’s office. As Ferb lay down on the cot, the woman went to get medical supplies. The young teen glanced around the room. He saw a name tag on the desk that read “Helen Cruise Danville High Nurse”.  He sighed. His face hurt so much… 
“Hey, Ferb?” Kyle came up to him. “We’re really, really sorry for what Butch did to you.” 
“Yeah, we’re really, really sorry.” 
“…Why did you help me?” 
“Because we don’t like seeing people get hurt. Butch told us we didn’t have to hurt anyone if we became friends with him.” 
“He also said that he wouldn’t hurt anyone.” Ferb processed what the twins said. 
“So…You never wanted to be friends with him in the first place?”  
“The thing is, we owe him. Butch did something for us, and we owe him for it.” 
“Hey, does this mean you’ll stop bullying me?” Keith and Kyle shared glances.  
“If we stopped bullying…”  
“We’re not sure what Butch would do.” Keith finished. 
“We won’t tease you as much, though.” 
“And we’re not gonna hurt you.” 
“Physically.” Ferb sighed again. 
“Well, alright. Thanks…I guess.” 

~Doobie Boobie Do Ba~ 

Perry and Ava dropped and rolled into D.E.I. Perry landed on a trap. He was sprung upward, and hung upside down by a rope. Ava stared at him. 
“Do you need help?” 
“I can get down  on my own, thank you very much.”  
“Ah, Perry the Platy…” Doofensmirtz stopped and stared. “Perry the Platypus and a fox? Who are you?”  Ava took out her notepad and wrote something down. She gave the pad to Doofensmirz. “So you’re his partner Ava the Fox? I didn’t know you were getting a partner. If I did, I would’ve made a second trap.  Well, guess I have to explain my evil scheme to the both of you.” 
“Behold!” the man exclaimed, pulling a curtain off his latest work. “The Make-All-Chairs-Come-To-Me-Inator!”  
“Wow, that was long!” the fox replied. 
“You'll get used to it.” 
“You’re still not out of that trap.”  
“I’ll get out as soon as the backstory’s over.” 
“Backstory? What back-“ 
“Back when I lived in Givelstoomp,” the evil scientist started. 
“Never mind.” 
“I was forced to work in a chair making shop. It was so boring! Just sitting there, making the same kind of chair over and over. And they fired me! I don’t even know why, cause I never did anything wrong. So as revenge, I will steal everyone’s chairs, and I won’t give them back until I force the people to make me the ruler over the Tri State Area!” 
“Why the Tri State Area? Why not the whole world?” 
“He thinks taking over the world is overrated.” 
“Ah. Hey, you got out!” 
“Yep. Told ya.” Perry spread out his arms. “I can out of traps all by my-”  
“Perry the Platypus, how did you get out of your trap? Well, I guess-OW!”  Before the doctor could finish his sentence, Perry jumped up and punched his face. Then he ran toward the inator. Doof grabbed his leg, causing the monotreme to fall. 
“Oh, no! I am NOT letting you destroy my Make-All-Chairs-Come-To-Me-Inator!” 
“Ava! Hurry and press the self-destruct button!” 
“Self-destruct button? He put a self-destruct button on the machine?!” 
“Yes! He always does! Now hurry!” As Ava ran toward the inator, she thought that Perry seemed to be struggling. The fox stomped on the red button, and sprinted toward the long time enemies. In one quick motion, Ava knocked Doofensmirtz over. The animal then pinned him down. She smirked. The man was shocked. Perry was equally surprised.  
Ava got up and walked toward Perry. “We’d better get out of here. That machine’s about to explode. “  The platypus nodded, unable to reply. The two jumped off the building, and landed in Perry’s hovercar. An explosion sounded behind them. 
“Curse you Perry the Platypus! Oh, and you too, Ava the Fox!”  
“Great,” the monotreme muttered. “Now he’ll be saying both our names.” 
“What’s wrong with that?” 
“I’m used to him saying my name by itself.” They drove in silence for a few minutes. “You didn’t have to do that.” 
“Do what?” 
“Attack Doofensmirtz. I was perfect fine battling him on my own.” 
“You sure? Well, tell that to the blood on your face.” 
“I don’t have blood on my…Oh.” 
“Here,” She handed him a tissue and a band-aid. 
“I’m driving. I can’t take my hands off the wheel.” 
“Oh, right. I’ll do it for you, then.” 
“Hey, wait! Stop! Don’t put your hands on me! I can’t see! WAAAAAAAGH!” The hovercar flipped over. The two hung upside down for a moment before Perry was able to turn the car right-side up. 
“Good thing we were both wearing seatbelts.” 
“Don’t ever touch my face again.” 
“At least you’re wearing the band-aid.” Perry growled as they reached headquarters.

9: Chapter 8

It's been three days since Ferb went to school. Linda had her son stay at home because she was worried about him getting hurt again. The British born teen

walked down the halls with his head down. He hadn't spoken a word since Butch beat him. Phineas, Isabella, Jamie, and Jay all tried to get him to talk, but Ferb

stayed quiet. Just when the teen was about to walk into the cafeteria, the bully stepped in front of him.

"'Sup, Box Head! Where have you been the past few days?" He started circling the boy. "I see you've been bandaged up." Butch poked the younger boy's

head. Ferb flinched. "Aw, what's wrong? Got a headache?" Ferb didn't respond. Instead, he glared up at the senior, daring him with his eyes to say more.

Before Butch could say anything else, Kyle came up to them.

"Do you guys have any idea where my brother is?"

"Do you realize you have a black eye?" Kyle sighed.

"Yes, Butch. I realized that. Do you know where Keith is, cause I really need to talk to him."

"If he's not with you, then I have no idea. Why don't you ask Rect-HEY! Fletcher! Where're you going?" Ferb turned around and pointed at the cafeteria, then

to his stomach. "Look, kid, I don't i care/i if you're hungry-!"

"Aw, c'mon. Let 'im eat. Then you can punch him in the gut, and watch as he throws up!" Butch looked at the twin in disgust.

"Gross."

"Exactly. So, anyway. Have you seen my brother?" The sophomore pointed behind the seniors. The two turned around to see Keith walking toward them, his

eye swollen. The twins stared at each other.

"Freaky guys, just freaky. What'd you do, punch each other in the face?"

"No, of course not!" The twins chorused.

"Did you punch yourselves in the face?"

"Why the heck would we do that?" Kyle turned to Keith. "Let's go!"

"Okay." The twins walked away.

"As I was saying..." Butch turned around to see that the green-haired teen was no longer there. "What the-He disappeared on me! Whatever. I'll get that kid

later." Just then, the bell rang. "Damn it, I'm late!"

~Doobie Doobie Doo Ba!~

For three days, Perry fought Doofensmirtz alongside Ava, and everyday, Ava was the one to bring Doof down. The platypus was ready to explode.

"If that girl defeats Doofensmirtz again today, I swear..."

"You swear what?" The monotreme turned around to see his sister standing next to him.

"I swear that I'll do something about it."

"Like what? Even if you tell Monogram, nothing will happen. He won't do anything." The male platypus sighed.

"Shouldn't you be fighting you nemesis or something?"

"I don't have a nemesis."

"Wait, what?"

"I'm not a field agent."

"Oh. Then what do you do?"

"I'm a spy. I snoop around people's houses and monitor what their doing to make sure their not up to anything suspicious."

"So you're a stalker." The girl laughed, pushing her brother playfully. "Oh, you know the difference between stalking and spying."

"Have you ever stalked anyone before?"

"Yup. Just to scare them." Perry shook his head.

"BLAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!" Kevin jumped up behind Star, yelling loudly. As she screamed, Perry threw his head back, female glared at him, then at the cub

"What was that for?" The boy shrugged.

"Jus' wanted to see yer reaction." He ran off and did the same thing to his brother. The koala's scream caused almost everyone in the lobby to turn their heads.

Kenny scolded the child. Kevin stuck out his tongue.

"Kids," Star huffed. Perry looked at his watch.

"Time to get to work." He nodded toward his sister. "Later, Lil Star."

"Bye, Bro! Good luck with Doofensmirtz." The agent ran off.

'Thanks Star. I needed that.'

Perry flipped Doofensmirtz over and pinned him down. He nodded toward Ava, who then ran off and banged her paw on the Whirlpool Inator. Doof swung his

fists at Perry. The platypus caught the man's hands, and headbitted him. The scientists wailed as he grabbed his head. The agents ran off the side of the

building and parachuted to the ground. An explosion was heard with a man shouting, "Curse you Perry the Fox and Ava the Platypus! I mean, curse you Perry

the Platypus and Ava the Fox!"

"He said our names backwards?!" The monotreme exclaimed.

"Well, that was weird. The guy must be hopelessly confused if he's able to mix our species up." The girl turned to Perry. "Good job today."

"Meh."

"You don't like me very much, do you?"

"What? No, don't think that! Of course I like you! Why wouldn't I?"

"Because you think I'm taking away your chances at defeating Doofensmirtz."

"What? I never-"

"And I've been getting in your way, right?"

"Well-"

"Also, you don't want people thinking that you're weak."

"...Um..."

"Plus, you never wanted a partner in the first place."

"How did you-"

"Pinky told me."

"Of course he did."

"I'm sorry."

"What?"

""I'm sorry for all of that. I'm not trying to the spotlight from you, I'm just trying to help you out."

"I appreciate that, Ava, but don't jump in unless I ask you too."

" What if you need help, and don't realize it?"

"Why wouldn't I realize it?"

"Because you're too stubborn and proud?" Perry stared at the girl in front of him. "What? It's true, right?" Perry shook his head.

"I'm going back to the agency." Perry took off on his jetpack, leaving Ava in the dust. The fox threw her hands up.

"Rude!" She strapped on her jetpack, and followed her partner.

~PNF~

Ferb shut his locker and turned around. Pulling his bag over his shoulder, he wondered why teachers gave so much homework. Walking along the corridors of

the school, the British born teen waved to whoever said hello. As he headed down a flight of stairs, he heard someone calling his name. Ferb turned around to

see Keith and Kyle running up to him.

"Hey, Green!" Ferb raised his eyebrow. "What?"

"I think he's looking at you like that because you called him "green".'

"Well, yeah. You have green hair. What, don't like that nickname?" The sophomore shrugged.

"So, Ferb." He turned to Keith. "Is your head okay?" The teen nodded. "Are you sure?" He nodded again.

"You absolutely, positively sure?" Ferb gave Kyle a look saying, "You don't believe me?" "No, no I don't."

"You don't what?"

"I don't believe him."

"But Ferb never said anything."

"He said it with his eyes." Keith frowned.

"You usually talk more than this. How come you're not saying anything?" The boy shrugged. Keith's eyes narrowed. "Is this because of Butch?" Ferb looked

over the seniors shoulders, his eyes turning into slits. The look-a-likes turned around to see Butch coming their way.

"Oh no."

"Hey, Rectangle! Your head hurting?" The sophomore shook his head. "You sure? 'Cause it looks it looks like it hurts. A lot." Butch smacked Ferb across the

head, causing him to recoil.

"Cut it out, Butch."

"Yeah, Butch. Cut it out!" The bully turned toward the twins.

"Why should I?"

"You already beat him up. He's scared of you - what more do you want?"

"To scare him even more!" The senior smirked.

"That-that is-you are so cruel !"

"And?" Kyle started fuming.

"You-you-why-what is-I can't-augh!" The teen was just about ready to explode when he felt a hand on his shoulder. Kyle looked back to see Ferb staring up at

him. The boy's blue eyes were saying, "It's fine. I got this."

The green-haired boy glared at the black-haired teen. His eyes showed more emotion than the words he wasn't saying. The bully's strong, brutal stare couldn't

hope to match the intensity in the boy's eyes.

"You want to know why I didn't speak for three days?" Ferb started. "It's not because I was afraid. I am not scared of you. I didn't speak because I had

nothing to say. At all. My silent treatment had nothing to do with you telling me to keep my mouth shut." The sophomore took a step forward. "I did not listen

to you. I kept my mouth shut because I wanted to. You want to know what I was doing when I hadn't spoken a word? I was thinking. Thinking of what to say

to you." Ferb's gaze became menacing. As he stepped forward, Butch stepped backward, and was soon up against a wall. The young high schooler glowered

up at the bully. "You know what? You are a jerk. You punched my face in just because I spoke back to you. Well you know what? I'm still talking back to you.

You beat me up again? That's fine. I'll continue to talk back. I speak when I want to, alright?"

Butch stared at the teen, eyes filled with shock. Ferb's round, blue orbs pierced through the older teen's soul, almost as if he were being stabbed with a sword.

The look of surprise quickly turned to rage.

"You don't care if I beat you, huh? How'd you like to get a concussion? Maybe even go into a coma?" Butch raised his arm.

"Butch, don't!" The twins held him back.

"Get off of me!" Butch threw the brothers onto the ground. The young man threw his fist at the older teen. Ferb caught his hand, and twisted the man's arm

back. He yelped. The green teen pushed Butch back into the wall. Several minutes passed with the high schoolers' eyes locked, and the both of them breathing hard.

"What was that you said before?" Ferb spoke. "That I'm not tough? Look who's wrong." The younger teen let go of the senior. He smirked. "I talk whenever I

want. If I'm quiet, It's because I don't feel like talking. Got that?" Keith and Kyle stared at the boy with looks of amazement. Butch's jaw was on the floor. Ferb

picked up his bag. He slung it over his shoulder. "Don't ever tell me what to do again." The teen turned on his heel, and walked off.

10: Chapter 9

Phineas and Ferb were walking around the school building. School was over, and the brothers had a few minutes before their bus showed up at the parking lot.

"Butch hasn't spoken to me in two days," Ferb noted. "I'm glad."

"I still can't believe you didn't talk for three days because you were thinking. Everyone was worried, Ferb!"

"Yeah, I know. I'm sorry, alright?" The sophomore stopped walking. "Do you hear that?" Phineas stopped as well.

"Hear what?"

"What if he...He might...Remember last...What he did...Ferb could really be...Danger..."

The teens peered around the wall to see Jamie and Jay. They were whispering loudly to each other. Phineas and Ferb could only make out bits and pieces of their conversation.

"...Death...Father might...Not sure...Ferb is still...Danger...Taken away..." Ferb tensed up at the last part.

"What the heck are they talking about?" The redhead inquired. Ferb gulped.

"I think they're talking about what happened in June." The green haired teen turned to the younger teen. "And from what we're hearing, it sounds like I'm still in danger."

~Doobie Doobie Doo Ba~

Perry was leaning against a wall in the lobby of the agency. There was a lot going on in his mind. For one thing, was Ava really Monogram's "pet"? Neither man nor fox had said anything about it to the monotreme. And yet, talk about Ava and the Major living together was spreading all over the agency. Perry couldn't tell if it was fact or rumor. 'I'm going to have to ask Ava about this when I see her...'

"Hey Perry!"

"What the-! Pinky, where'd you come from?"

"Um, right across the room?" The dog gestured to the lobby. He sighed "You were daydreaming again, weren't you?" The monotreme nodded. "Anyway, I wanted to ask you something about your sister."

"Hey, Perry! Pinky!" Star threw her arms around the chihuahua's neck. The dog screamed and jumped into the air. Perry laughed.

"That was hilarious." Pinky brushed himself off.

"Why'd you do that for? Almost gave me a heart attack!"

"Heh. Sorry, Pinky. Didn't think you'd be so scared." The female platypus smiled. "So, what were you two talking about?"

"Pinky was just about to ask me something about you."

"Oh. Well, I'm here now, so you can ask me!"

"Uh, well, um. I was just wondering...If you don't mind me asking...It's sorta personal...Um..." The siblings sighed.

"Pinky, you don't need to be so nervous!" Perry replied.

"Yeah, Pink! Just ask away!"

"Why is your name "Star"? I-I mean, um, is that your real name, or your nickname, or-?"

"It's a nickname. My real name is Prilla."

"I started calling her "Little Star" because she loved watching the stars at night."

"I still do." Star turned to Pinky. "Because of that, I decided to tell everyone that my name was Star."

"Oh, I see."

"Hey, Star!" Carmen the Cat came up to the trio. "Me and a few other girls are getting our fur done. Wanna come?"

"Sure!" The girl platypus turned toward the boys. "See you guys later!" She ran off with Carmen.

"So, why was it so hard to ask about my sister's name?"

"Oh, uh, no reason." Suddenly, Ava popped up out of nowhere.

"Hey you guys!" Pinky screamed again. "Woah, woah! Calm down!" The fox backed up, putting her paws in the air. "I wasn't trying to scare you!" The dog was shaking.

"Um, Pinky? You okay?" He nodded meekly.

"Um, so!" The girl turned toward her partner. "Ready for our mission?"

"Yeah, just gotta do something first." Perry walked toward the bathroom.

Locking himself in a stall, Perry pulled up his sleeve, revealing a long cut. The platypus pulled his shirt up. He had a long scar on his stomach. He sighed. He was going to have to deal with it later. He walked out of the bathroom.

"Ready to go?" Ava asked. Perry nodded.

"See ya later, Pinky!"

"Bye Perry! Bye Ava!"

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"Well, that was annoying."

"Aw, c'mon, it wasn't that bad." The agents were sitting in Perry's hovercar.

"Are you kidding me? Doof tried to turn us into magnets! I never even thought that possible!"

"No sane person would think that possible, Perry. Hey, can I drive this time?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"This is my hovercar. You need to get your own."

"I like your sweater."

"Flattery won't make me change my mind, but thanks anyway."

"Do you usually wear clothes?"

"Nope. Just felt like wearing a sweater."

As he drove, Perry thought about how everyone at the agency were talking about Ava and the Major living together. Perry decided that now was a good time to ask about it.

"...Hey, Ava?" 

"Yeah?"

"..." The platypus stayed silent.

"What is it, Perry? Perry, is there something wrong?"

"...Is...Is it true that you're...Monogram's "pet"? Because everyone keeps saying that he's your owner."

"It's true."

"What?!" Perry slammed his foot onto the brakes, screeching to a stop. There were a few moments of silence before Perry started driving again.

"...Thought it was just a rumor."

"Why does it matter if it's a rumor or not?"

"How-how could he take you in? I don't-I just don't get it."

"What are you not getting?"

"I used to wonder why Monogram didn't take me in. I mean, don't get me wrong. I LOVE my owners. Phineas and Ferb are fantastic! They're the best-really, they are-but, well...It's-it's just that when I was younger, I wanted to be the Major's pet. He was so-I mean..."

"Why did you want to be his pet so badly?" Perry didn't answer. Ava sighed. "Look, it's not like I know why Monogram chose me. I can ask him for you if you want." Perry took a moment to answer.

"...Alright."

~PNF~

Ferb was quiet on the bus ride home. He stayed silent for most of the evening. When asked what the matter was, he replied that he was thinking, and left it at that.

"Hey, Ferb?" Phineas walked into the room he and Ferb shared with Perry in tow. "You still contemplating over what Jamie and Jay were saying?" The green haired sophomore nodded.

"What do they know that we don't?"

"Not sure. They're related to that guy, right?"

"Yeah, he's their father."

"Well, what if they're spying on us?" The redhead grabbed the older teen's shoulders. "On you? What if they're evil?!" Ferb pushed his brother off.

"If they were evil, they wouldn't have saved me."

"True. Unless it's a setup!"

"I doubt it."

"What do you think their motives are?"

"Who knows. Maybe they're trying to save me from whatever danger I'm in now." Perry chattered and hopped onto Ferb's lap. The teen started to pet the platypus absentmindedly.

Listening to the high schooler's conversation, Perry realized that Ferb could really get hurt. He decided to keep a closer eye on the boy. Perry also knew that he had to find out who Jamie and Jay were, and to try and gather as much information on their father as possible. He couldn't let anything else happen to either of his boys.

Phineas crossed his arms and studied Ferb. He didn't look bothered by the fact that he was still in harm's way. In fact, he seemed relatively calm.

"...Ferb, aren't you worried?"

"Not really." Both platypus and redheaded human stared at him in shock (although Perry did it inconspicuously). The monotreme chattered. Phineas unknowingly mimicked his question.

"You're not?" Ferb shook his head. "Why? I mean, how could you not be worried?"

"Jay and Jamie helped me out before. If anything else happens, I'm pretty sure I can count on them. They're trustworthy. Plus," Ferb pulled out a wrench from behind his back. "We can invent something to keep me safe." Phineas wasn't convinced.

"...You sure you aren't scared?" Ferb frowned.

"I said I wasn't worried, not that I wasn't scared."

"Oh."

"Why wouldn't I be scared? How could I not be scared after-?"

"Phineas! Ferb! Dinnertime!" Linda called from downstairs.

"Coming, Mum!" The older teen turned toward the younger teen. "Um..."

"We can finish this later." Phineas answered. Ferb nodded, stood up, and ran out of the room. Perry walked toward Phineas. The boy picked the monotreme up.

"What am I gonna do, Perry? Ferb's practically treading in hot water! I just don't know what to do!" A tear slid down the freshman's cheek. Perry watched as it fell to the floor. "...I just don't know what to do..."

Perry answered with a chatter.

"I don't know what to do, either."

11: Chapter 10

Perry flopped down onto the floor and sighed. He and Ava had just returned to the agency from their mission. Bad ol' Doofensmirtz tried to turn the agents into school supplies. That whole ordeal had to do with the scientist hating school.

Rolling onto his back, Perry thought of the conversation he had with Ava the day before. "Look, it's not like I know why Monogram chose me. I can ask him for you, if you want." That's what Ava had told him. The fox hadn't spoken a word to him since.

Suddenly, Perry felt like he was being watched. He stood up, and looked around wildly. The room grew dark. Perry looked up in time to see Kenny falling towards him. He jumped out of the way of the pouncing koala.

Kenny landed and rolled onto his feet. He spun around and charged, throwing his fist at Perry. The monotreme caught the mammal's fist, and swung at his face. Perry's fist connected with Kenny's nose. The koala yelped in pain, and pulled away from his opponent. Dropping down, Kenny kicked at Perry, swiping his foot at the monotreme's legs. The platypus jumped, dodging the kick. He kicked the bear in the stomach. Kenny staggered.

The koala bear whipped out his claws, and attacked the monotreme's face. Perry did the same. Kenny pushed Perry down and slashed his claws at his face. Perry winced. The platypus shoved the Australian off of him, and stood up. He growled. Kenny mimicked the sound emitting from the monotreme's throat.

Panting hard, the agents circled each other, hate in their eyes. Suddenly, Perry fell, hitting the ground hard. Kenny smirked.

"Lookit that. You fell, and I barely did anythin' to ya." The koala bear sauntered over to where Perry lay. He wore a look of triumph as he picked the monotreme up by the scruff of his neck. "Ya see? I am stronger than you. When are ya gonna learn ya lesson?"

"I fell on purpose, you moron."

"Huh?" All of a sudden, Perry started screaming. Taken aback, Kenny stared at Perry in shock. The look turned into one of horror as the bear realized what Perry was doing. He stepped back.

"Shut up!" Kenny yelled. "Shut up, shut up, shut up!

The door burst open. Monogram, Ava, Pinky, Star, and David dashed into the room.

"What on earth is going on in here?" The major exclaimed. Perry stood up. Pointing at Kenny, he answered,

"He attacked me for no reason!" Monogram turned to Kenny.

"Is this true?"

"I-um-well, it's-it's, um-I-you see, he, well I-!"

"Agent Kenny the Koala!" Said agent flinched. "Are Perry's words true?"

"Yes." Kenny squeaked.

"I am sure that you know that fighting is not permitted in the agency."

"Yes, Sir. I know that, Sir."

"Hmm..." Monogram began to pace the room. "You're scheduled to go on vacation next week. Am I correct?"

"Yes, sir."

"As punishment, not only will you not go on vacation, but you won't be paid for your work next week." Kenny's pupils dilated.

"N-no pay?! B-but Sir I-!"

"Are you arguing with me, agent?"

"Sir, no, Sir!" The koala bear became rigid.The major stopped pacing and glared at the agent.Said agent did his best to look emotionless. He failed. Said agent did his best to look emotionless. His attempt failed.

"You are dismissed."

"Aye, aye, Sir!" Kenny saluted, pivoted, and ran out of the room. Monogram's hard gaze softened to a look of concern.

"Agent P, are you alright?" Perry nodded.

"You sure, Perry?" Star had her hands on Perry's shoulder throughout the whole confrontation. She started massaging his shoulders.

"I'm fine, really. I only screamed to get someone's attention. I'm fine, really!"

"Your face is bleeding." Ava started bandaging Perry's face.

"I thought I told you not to touch my face again."

"Ava, you can't just put band-aids on Perry's face." Pinky instructed. "You have to clean the cuts first."

"Oh, whoops. Guess I forgot."

"You guys, I'm fine." Perry protested as David sprayed his hands with antiseptic spray.

"Perry, take your sweater off."

"No." David gave Perry a look.

"Why not?"

"'Cause I don't want to." The dog sighed.

"Ava, Pinky, hold his arms up." Star commanded.

"Seriously, guys! You don't have to fuss over me!" Perry complained as Star pulled his shirt off. Everyone stared at the scars on Perry's arm and stomach.

"Agent P, what happened?" The platypus shrugged.

"C'mon, Perry!" Pinky said. "This is serious. Tell us what happened!" Perry sighed.

"Kenny happened."

"Wait!" Everyone turned to Ava. "This wasn't the first time Kenny attacked you?" Perry shook his head.

"Agent P, why didn't you tell us about this before?" The platypus shrugged again.

"Didn't feel like it." Ava folded her arms.

"Probably 'cause you didn't want anyone thinking that you're weak? Which, you're not." Perry didn't reply.

"Perry." Agent P turned to Monogram. "If anything else like this happens again, I want you to tell me. Are we clear?" The platypus looked away. "I said, are we clear? Perry, I'm not taking no for an ans-"

"We're clear." With that, Perry walked out of the room, the others following him.

~PNF~

"So now you think that you're in even more danger than before?" Isabella inquired. Ferb nodded. He and Phineas had just gone over everything that they discussed over the weekend. "And you still think that you can trust Jamie and Jay?"

"Like I said before, yes, because they saved me before."

"Do you think they're trustworthy, Phin?"

"I honestly don't know." The redhead leaned against his bed. "They didn't seem any different today than before. Do you think it's an act?"

"It probably is."

"Even if their personalities are just an act," The sophomore started. "I don't think they're trying to trick us. They might be trying to protect us." Phineas and Isabella shared uncertain glances. Ferb sighed. The green haired boy stood up from his spot on the floor and sat on Phineas' bed. "When I first met them, Jamie and Jay were quite different. But I'm sure that's because of the situation we were in and because their father was there. If you think about it, they weren't supposed to help me. They shouldn't have helped me. They were supposed to stand back and watch as-!"

"Hey, wait!" Ferb glared at Phineas.

"I thought we agreed that no one would interrupt me anymore." The redheaded teen cringed.

"Sorry, Ferb. I forgot. But I just thought of something. What if their father has hurt other people?" Ferb's eyes grew.

"N-no...That can't...Y-you think? Has he...?"

"I think Phineas is right." Isabella commented. "You probably weren't his only...Victim." Ferb paled.

"Y-you think those people made it out of there alive?!"

"Who knows?" Phineas dropped his gaze. "Maybe Jamie and Jay helped you because they didn't want to see their father do anything to anyone else." They all sat in silence for a moment.

"I think you're right, Phineas. And the fact that they helped me in the first place...I don't think their father let that slide. They took a huge risk saving me."

"And you think that they'll do it again?" Ferb stared at Isabella with uncertainty clouding his eyes.

"They might. They might not." The green-haired teen shrugged. I think they might, since they seemed really worried."

"And what if they don't?"

"I told you already, Izzie. Ferb and I are gonna build something just in case. Ferb will be safe."

"And what about you?"

"Me?"

"How do you know the guy won't go after you?"

"Ah.." Phineas looked over at Ferb. He stared back. "We...We don't know. We don't know."

"But...Why would he go after Phineas?"

"Why did he go after you?" The ebony haired girl retorted. Ferb fell silent.

"How the heck am I supposed to know?" Ferb shouted, standing up. "How the HECK supposed to know?! We don't! We don't know why, I don't think we ever will! I don't even know why he-!" The British teen was interrupted by his cell phone. Looking at the caller I.D, he recognized Jamie's phone number. He gulped.

"It's...It's Jamie."

"What?!" the other teens exclaimed. Phineas spoke up.

"Since when did you have her phone number?"

"Since last week." Ferb put the phone to his ear. "'Ello?"

"Hey there, Ferb!"

"Hi, Jamie. What's up?"

"Jay and I were wondering if you, Phineas, and Isabella would like to canoeing with us this Saturday."

"Uh, sure? Just let me ask the others fir-wait a minute. How did you know that Isabella is at my house?"

"I didn't. She's your neighbor, right?"

"...Right. I'm going to ask the others now." Ferb put his phone face down on the bed. "She wants to know if we want to go canoeing on Saturday." Isabella tilted her head.

"She knew I was here?"

"Nope. She knows that you live near us, though."

"Oh."

"So," Ferb looked at Phineas. "Should we go?"

"Hm..." Phineas tapped his chin in thought. "If we say no, they might think that we don't trust them. And we do trust them, right?"

"Right." Ferb replied.

"Or, at least, you trust them." Isabella countered.

"Exactly! Ferb trusts them, so we should, too! If we go, then we can find ways to earn their trust!" The raven haired girl nodded in agreement.

"I guess we're going. Now all we have to do is ask our mums."

"I'll go ask!" Phineas ran downstairs. When he came back, Perry was on his head. "I found Perry, and Mom and Mrs. Garcia-Shapiro said yes!"

"So, why is Perry on your head?"

"I'm not really sure. He just kinda dropped onto my head head, ya know?"

"Um, Phineas? What happened to him?" The green-haired teen questioned. Phineas took the monotreme off of his head and gasped.

"Perry! Why are covered in so many band-aids? What happened to you?"

"Looks like he got into a fight." Ferb replied.

"With a platypus?" Isabella asked.

"Or with a completely different animal." Phineas stroked the monotreme's head. He chattered.

"Don't get into anymore fights, okay boy? We don't want you to be in danger as well!"

"I can't promise you anything, Phineas, but for you guys, I'll try."

~Doobie Doobie Doo Ba~

Ava walked into the major's bedroom. The man was reclining in a soft, plush chair, reading.

"Hey, Monogram?" He looked up from his book.

"Yes, Ava?"

"Remember when I told you that Perry wants to know why you never adopted him, but you "adopted" me? What am I supposed to tell him?" Major Monogram set his novel down, pursing his lips in thought.

"Well, it can't be the truth."

"I know that, Sir. What am I supposed to tell him?" Monogram stood up from his seat and started to pace his room. Stopped. Picked up a photograph of Agent P and himself. Put it down. Sighed.

"I don't know what you're supposed to tell him. Just don't tell him the truth."

"Wow, Major, that was so helpful. I just knew that you would know exactly what to do."

The man sighed again.

"I'm sorry, Ava, but I don't know what you can say to him. Just make something up." The fox mimicked his sigh.

"I'll try to think of something." Walking out of the room, she muttered, "Some help that was." She walked into her room, closing the door behind her.

"...I don't want to lie to him, though. I really don't think it's a good idea...But what else can I do? I can't tell him the truth..." The fox sat down in the middle of her room, and hugged her legs to her chest. Digging her face into her knees, the girl let out a long, sad sigh. "If only I could tell him..."

12: Chapter 11

    Phineas and Ferb stood by Isabella’s locker as the ebony haired girl decided which books to take home.  

    “I don’t have any History homework, so I can leave this textbook here...”

“Lucky.” Phineas  commented.

“I don’t have anything for Science...”

“Lucky.”

“I have homework for Algebra, but I don’t need my textbook.”

“Still lucky.”

“And I need my vocabulary book for English, plus my copy of Julius Ceasar.”

“Not lucky.” Isabella turned to the redhead.

“Really, Phineas?”

“What? You have less homework than I do!” The girl shook her head.  

“Hey, you guys.” Ferb spoke up. “Look who’s coming our way.” The underclassmen turned their heads in the direction Ferb’s finger pointed. They saw two familiar friends walking toward them. Phineas smiled.

“Buford! Baljeet! What’s up? We haven’t seen you guys since Summer vacation ended.”  

“Hello Phineas, Ferb, and Isabella. I have been good, and so has Buford.”

“‘Sup Dinnerbell, Ferbster and Bow!” The bully held up a fist, and Phineas bumped it. “We’ve been fine. We don’t have the same lunch period, but we’ve got a few classes together.”

“That’s good to hear!,” Isabella commented. “So...Are people still asking you guys about that?” The nerd and bully groaned.

“Yeah, they have. And I can’t stand it! Those idiots make me wanna punch something!.” Buford indicated this statement by punching the wall. “Ow! Jeez, that hurt like-!”

“Ohhhhhh, it is so annoying!” Baljeet interrupted. He curled his hands into tight fists. “The nerve of some people! Why can they not just leave us alone! Seriously! People will not stop asking if-”

“Hey, Buford, Baljeet!” The teens turned to see two students making kissy faces at them.  Buford’s face burned red, embarrassment and anger welling up inside. He started chasing after the students, but Baljeet held him back. “WE are NOT a couple!”

 

“I’m not even gay!” Buford added.

“I am not a homosexual either! Not that there is anything wrong with them...” Baljeet replied, lowering his voice. Both teens sighed.

“Tough luck, huh?” Ferb asked. The two nodded.

“Putting all of that aside,” Buford turned to the British teen. “What the heck happened to your head?”  

“Oh, this?” Ferb pointed to the bandages wrapped around his head. “Nothing really. Just Butch.” Baljeet     gasped.

“Butch beat you up?”

“It’s fine, really. Besides, I doubt that he’ll do it again. He hasn’t spoken to me since I stood up to him.”

“Good for you, Ferb!” Buford high-fived him. “What’d you do?”

“I made his argument invalid.” The teens laughed.

“You know, it is a shame that we do not have classes with you guys.” Baljeet pointed out.

“Yeah, we don’t even have lunch together!”

“Well, Buford, I guess that means we need to hang out more often!” Phineas’ grin widened. “What do you say to that?”

“That would be great!”

As the high schoolers were talking, a few teachers walked by.

“Hello, Ferb!” Mr. Zone greeted. The green-haired boy waved.

“Hi Mr. Gene!” Phineas called. The teacher laughed.

“You don’t have to yell, Phineas. I’m right here.”

“How’d I do on the test?”

“A plus.” Phineas beamed.

“As always.” The third teacher spoke up.

“Well, I’ve got to get going.” He waved to everyone. “By the way, Isabella, you did very well in class today.” Thank you, Mr. Trace!” He walked off.

“Hey, wait, Trace! I wanted to ask you about - okay, nevermind. Just keep walking. Ignore me. Yeah, I don’t care. I mean, people ignore me on a daily basis. This isn’t any different than  as usual.” Mr. Gene sighed. “Whatever. Just, whatever. I’m going home. Goodbye students, Zone.”  The others watched as the black haired man sulked away.  

“Welp, guess I’m leaving.” Mr. Zone said to no one in particular.

“Have a good day, Mr. Zone!”  Zone smiled.

“You too, Ferb.” He yawned. “Oh! Excuse me!” He walked away.

“Teachers are funny.” Phineas stated. Everyone agreed.

“Teachers can be really hilarious. This one time - “

“Hey, you know what, Ferb?” The British teen glared at the bully.

“The heck, Buford? How many times do I have to tell you guys not to interrupt me?” Buford laughed.

“Sorry, Ferb, but I’m just surprised!”

“Now why is that?”

“Well, you’ve been talking a lot!”

“Yeah, I have, haven’t I?”

“Yeah, you have! I mean, seriously, you wouldn’t speak a word after you were kidnapped-!”

“BUFORD!” Everyone shouted. Too late. Buford had spoken “the word”. The others turned to see Ferb, who had grown tense. The fifteen-year-old was frozen. His face was pale, and his breath came in short, rapid gasps. The teen started shaking. First his hands, then his feet, his arms and legs. Soon enough, Ferb was shaking like an earthquake.

“Woah! Ferb, calm down! Calm down!” Phineas cried. The redhead put an arm over his brother’s shoulders. The others started to surround him, but Phineas held up a hand. “Don’t crowd him - give him space, he needs to breath! Come on, Ferb, calm down. You’re safe now. You’re alright.’

“I...I’m safe now...I’m alright...” Ferb repeated. He closed his eyes, trying to relax.

“Ferb, I’m sorry -” Ferb’s eyes flashed open, and glared at Buford. They were like ice.

“I-I don’t want to hear it.”

“But -”

“Just shut up!” Suddenly, Ferb’s eyes grew larger, and his face became whiter. He stumbled and ran away.

Phineas looked behind him and gasped. He groaned and ran after his stepbrother. The others turned around to see Jamie and Jay standing a few feet away from them, looking confused.

~Doobie Doobie Doo Ba~

Star was sitting across the table from Pinky. The platypus had her head thrown back in laughter. Pinky was smiling. The two were enjoying themselves; Pinky telling jokes, and Star giggling at each one. Perry and David stood several feet away, watching.

“Bet you ten bucks that they’ll end up together.” Perry shook his head at the dog standing next to him.

“No point. It’s too obvious.”

“You’re not going to be the overprotective brother, are you?”

“Of course not. Pinky’s a good guy. It’s not like he’s gonna hurt her or anything.”

“True. So, do you like anyone?”

“What? No. Why, do you?”

“No, not really. Just asking.” The agents continued to watch the two lovebirds.

“Pinky’s got a knack for telling jokes.” David nodded in agreement.

“He should be a comedian.”

“Maybe he could take it up as a part time job.” Perry mused. Suddenly, the male platypus couldn’t see anything. “What the-?”

“Guess who?” A familiar voice rang. Perry sighed.

“You don’t speak to me for the last few days, and then you randomly decide to cover my eyes and play the “guess who” game. Just wow, Ava.”

“I know, I’m sorry.” The fox took her paws away from Perry’s face. “I don’t have a good enough reason for that.”

“Of course you don’t.”

“On the bright side, I know why Monogram adopted me!”

“Oh really?”

“Uh-huh.Turns out, I’m his second favorite animal.”

“Second favorite?” Devon inquired.

“What’s his first favorite?” Ava pointed at Perry.

“You!” Perry stared at her.

“Uh-huh. Yeah, sure. You expect me to believe that?”

“Yup,”

“Too bad.” The monotreme walked away.

“Don’t be mad at me!” Ava called after him. “That’s what the Major told me!”

“Well, that can’t be the real reason. Try to squeeze the truth out of him.” Ava shrugged.

“Alright, then. I’ll try.” When Perry left the room, David turned to Ava.

“You know the truth, don’t you?”

“What makes you say that?”

“The look in your eyes.” Ava was silent for a moment.

“I’m not allowed to tell anyone.”

“Is it really that big of a secret?”

“Yes.” David sighed.

“You’re not going to tell Perry the truth, are you?”

“Can’t Monogram’s orders.”  

“So you’re just going to lie to him?”

“I don’t have a choice.”

“Perry’s warming up to you. He’s starting to trust you. If he finds out you’re lying to him -”

“I know, I’ll break his trust.” Ava sighed. I don’t want to hurt him, but I have to. In order to make things right.”

“I don’t understand. How is lying going to make things right?”

“I can’t explain. I’m sorry, but I can’t tell anyone.”

“People are going to become more and more suspicious of you.”

“I know that.” A few moments passed before David sighed.

“I’ll help you. I’ll help as much as I can to make sure people don’t try to find out anything.”

“You will? But why would -”

“On one condition.” Ava hesitated.

“That is...?”

“You tell me as much as you can.”

“I already -”

“I can’t help keep a secret I know nothing about. You either tell me, or get no help.”   

“...”

“Well?”  

“...I’ll tell you a little bit, but not much.”

“Fine.”

“But not here.” The fox looked around.

“Why don’t we meet up somewhere tomorrow? You can tell me then.” Ava nodded.

“Sounds like a plan.

~PNF~

Ferb sat on his bed, crouched up like a ball.The sophomore hadn’t said anything since Buford had carelessly spoken “the word”. Perry tried to get his attention by rubbing his beak on his arm. The British teen acknowledged his pet by patting him on the head. The platypus chattered.

Phineas walked into the room carrying two glasses of chocolate milk. He offered one to Ferb.

“Want some chocolate milk?” The sophomore nodded and took the glass. The teens drank simultaneously, sighing in sync.

Hey, Ferb? You’ll be alright. I’m sure of it. You’ll recover from all of this. Maybe not soon, but one day.” Phineas nodded, a if to reassure himself. He looked over at Ferb, who had a look of determination. The green-haired teen put his glass down and slowly stood up. He started to sing, and snapped to the beat.  

 

                           http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lV86XQegBtk

I’m not about to give up

Because I heard you say

There’s gonna be brighter days

There’s gonna be brighter days

I won’t stop, I’ll keep my head up

No, I’m not here to stay

There’s gonna be brighter days

There’s gonna be brighter days

I just might bend, but I won’t break

As long as I can see your face  

When life won’t play along

And right keeps going wrong

And I can’t seem to find my way

I know where I am found

So I won’t let it drag me down, oh

I’ll keep dancing anyway

I’m gonna move, move

I’m gonna move, move

I’m gonna move

Gonna move

I’ve got to hold her steady

Keep my head in the game

Everything is about to change

Everything is about to change

This hurt is getting heavy

But I’m not about to cave

Everything is about to change

There’s gonna be brighter days

I just might bend, but I won’t break

As long as I can see your face  

When life won’t play along

And right keeps going wrong

And I can’t seem to find my way

I know where I am found

So I won’t let it drag me down, oh

I’ll keep dancing anyway

I’m gonna move

No matter what may come

Gotta move to a different drum

No matter what life brings

Gotta move, gotta move

To a different beat

I just might bend but I won’t break

As long as I can see your face

 

When life won’t play along

And right keeps going wrong

And I can’t seem to find my way

I know where I am found

So I won’t let it drag me down, oh

I’ll keep dancing anyway  

When life wont play along

And right keeps going wrong

And I can’t seem to find my way

I know where I am found

So I won’t let it drag me down, oh

I’ll keep dancing anyway  

Gonna move, move

Gonna move, move

Gonna move, move

Gonna move, gonna move

To a different beat

    The song ended, and Ferb smiled.

    “Life might not be going my way, but no matter what happens, I’m going to keep moving forward. The past is the past, and I’m not going to let myself get caught up in it.”

    “That’s great, Ferb!” Phineas was beaming as he went to hug his brother. Perry jumped off of the bed and nuzzled Ferb’s leg. The British teen picked the platypus up and hugged him to his chest.

    “I’m proud of you, Ferb.” Perry chattered.

    “That’s right!” Ferb shouted, pumping his fist into the air. “From this day forth, I am no longer letting life get the best of me!”

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The song Move belongs to MercyMe, and Phineas and Ferb belong to Dan and Swamper

 

13: Chapter 12

  I don't own Phineas and Ferb, just the plot and my fancharacters!

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 Ava held up a small piece of paper with an address on it. She looked up at the abandoned  building above her, and back to the paper, wondering if she was at the right place. The fox opened the door and walked inside. Ava looked around and saw a flight of stairs. She started toward them, and stopped when she heard name being called. She turned around to see David.  

 

    “I was wondering where you were, Ava. Didja get lost?”

 

    “Yeah, sort of.” Silence followed. David cleared his throat.

    “Well, now that we’re here, why don’t you start telling me about that secret of yous?”  Ava rung her paws, and said nothing. “What? You’re not backing out of this now, are you?”  

    “No, it’s just...I’m scared.”

    “Because Monogram might find out?”

    “That, and something else.” David raised his brow and crossed his arms.

    “And what would that be?”

    “Your reaction.”

    “My reaction.”

      “Yeah. I mean, I don’t even know what you think my secret is.” The dog let his arms fall to his sides.

    “When I tried  to think about it, I couldn’t think of what It might be. ‘Cause it could be anything, right?”

    “Right.”

    “So I honestly have no clue.”

    “Well, you see, It’s...Well, I’m-I’m-!” Ava sighed. The fox took a deep breath. She opened  her mouth, but no words came out. Trying again, the girl only managed sputter out a few syllables. “I-I’m sorry, I just-I-!”

    “It’s alright. Take your time. I’m in no rush to do this. Just calm down.” David crossed his arms as he said this, waiting as the suspense rose.

    “...I’m from the future.”

    “......You...You’re...What?”

    “Yeah, I know. Heard to believe.”

    “You...You’re ah...Actually…” David stuttered. The shook his head. “You’re really from the future?”

“Yes.”

“When...When did time travel…?”

“It exited several years from now, though not many people know.”

“...That’s...Wow.”

“Yeah.” An awkward silence filled the air.

“Um...Ahem.” David started, clearing his throat again. “Did I react the way you thought I would?”

“Like you said before, I wasn’t sure what to expect. I kind of thought your reaction would  have been...Worse.”

“I see. Uh…”

“Yes, David?”

“Why did you come to the past?”

“All I’m going to say is that I’m here to prevent something, so that everything can be alright again.”

“Again?”  Ava nodded. “What do you mean?”

“Something horrible happened. And it changed everything.” Tears filled the fox’s eyes. “So I’m trying to find the cause - whatever caused it to happen before it’s too late, and I can’t do anything.” The floodgates opened, and the tears came rushing out of the girl’s eyes.

“Hey,” David opened his arms, and walked closer to Ava. “Hey, don’t cry. It’s alright.” Ava fell into the boys arms, and sobbed quietly. “I’m sure everything’s gonna be fine. Okay? You don’t have to cry. It’ll be alright.”

They stayed like that, Ava crying, and David cooing softly into her ear, for a long time.

~PNF~  

 

“Alright, class.” Zone called, getting his students attention. “Before the bell rings, I would like to make an announcement.”  

“Are you getting married?” A random kid called out.

“Wha...Huh? N-no, no I’m not getting married!” The students laughed. “What made you think that?! Did Mr. Trace say something to you guys?” The class laughed even harder. “He did, didn’t he! I’m gonna kill that man…” Under his breath, the teacher muttered, “...I don’t even have a girlfriend, the love of!...” He cleared his throat. “What I was trying to say-!”

“You have a boyfriend!” Another random student called.

“Wha...H-huh?! Wh-why…? What makes you think...I’m not even...Augh!” The man threw his hands into the air. “Now you kids are just being random! You’re not gonna let me speak, are you?”  

“No!” Several students shouted. Mr. Zone sighed.

“Guess I have to start giving detention.” An uproar of voices shouted protest. “If you guys stay quiet until the bell, none of you gets detention. Think you can handle it?”

“Yeah!” Several students answered, nodding their heads. Ferb raised his hand.

“I can stay quiet for weeks!”

“Really, now? Think you can break a world record?” Ferb nodded. “Interesting. Now, as I was-” At that moment, the  bell rang. “Oh, come on! You know what? I’ll tell you guys tomorrow. Get out of here.” At once, chatter filled the room as the students grabbed their bags and left. As Ferb was getting his things, Mr. Zone walked over to him.

“Ferb, can you wait a moment? I’d like to talk to you.” Ferb nodded.  

“Hey, Ferb!” Jamie called. “You and Phineas building something today?”  

“Depends on the amount of homework we have.”

“Oh, alright then. Later!” Ferb waved. Zone was confused.

“Build…?”

“My brother and I are inventors.” Zone stared at the teenager. “You don’t believe me?”

“...What do you invent?” The Brit smiled.

“Anything,”

“What does that mean?”

“Anything imaginable.”

“So If I asked you to build a giant radio that could also serrve as a movie player and snack machine, you could create it?”

“With my brother’s help, yes, yes I could.”

“I’d have to see it to believe it.”

“I’ll get started on that for you.” Ferb tilted his head. “Am I in trouble?”

“What? Oh, because I had you stay?” The green-head nodded. “Oh, no, no. I just wanted to talk to you, is all. Um…” The teacher sat on the desk next to his student. “Are you, uh, are you alright?” The British teen frowned.

“Why?”

“Well, about a week ago, I heard that you were completely silent for a few days.”

“Three days.”

“Um, yeah. Plus, you’ve been wearing bandages on your head for over a week.” He paused. “ Is this stuff personal? ‘Cause we don’t have to talk about this if you don’t want to.”

“It’s fine.”

“Well, I’m just making sure, because you’re my student. And while we’re in school, I’m responsible for you. So I need to know if you’re alright and everything.” Ferb nodded again

.”It’s fine, really.”

“There’s one more thing.” The teacher shifted on the desk. “Do you know what grades you’ve been getting?”

“A plusses.”

“Do you know what your grade on your last test for this class was?”

“A Minus?”

“B Minus.”

“...”

“Ferb?”

“I...Got a B Minus?”

“Ferb, don’t freak-!”

“How could I get a B Minus?! I’m a genius! A “B” is bad enough, but a B Minus is as close to a “C” as you can get! A “C” is average! I’m not average!”

“Ferb, calm down!” The boy took a deep breath.

“A-alright. I’m sorry, I’m calm now.”

“It’s alright.Though I’ve got to say, you’re the first person I’ve seen freak out over a B Minus. Most people would be happy with that grade.”

“I’m not.” Ferb mumbled, lowering his head. The teacher studied the boy.

“Ferb, what happened to your head?” The student looked up.

“Do you know Butch Baker?” Zone groaned. “So you know him?”

“I had him last year. One of my worst students.”

“We got in a fight.” Zone starred.

“You got in a fight?”

“Well, actually, he just sorta...Beat me up. I didn’t really do anything when it happened.”

“You mean you didn’t try to stop him?” Ferb shook his head. “Why not?” He said nothing. “So that’s why your head’s bandaged?” The Brit nodded again.

“When he tried to hurt me again-”

“He hurt you a second time?!”

“Tried to. I stood up for myself that time. He hasn’t spoken to me since.”

“I see. And you’re alright now?”

“Better.”

“Did you tell anyone else about this?” The teen nodded.

“There’s something else, but I’d rather not talk about it.”

“I understand.” A minute of silence passed.”

“Are you okay?”

“Huh? Why do you ask?”

“You happen to fall asleep a lot. Just yesterday, it seemed like you were gonna collapse during the lesson!” Zone rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment.

“Ah-hah. Uh, really? Well, I guess it’s ‘cause I get tired easily.”

“Do you  have narcolepsy?”

“I have no idea what you just said.”

“I’ll take that as a “no”. Is there a reason you get tired so easily?”

“Maybe? I’m not sure.” The bell rang again.

“I’m late to third period.” Ferb stated.

“Don’t worry. I’ll write you a pass. What do you have next?”

“Science.”

“Alright, here you go!”

“Thanks.” Ferb took the pass and walked to the classroom door. He stopped,

then turned around. “Thanks for talking to me and making sure I was okay.”

“No problem. I care about my students.” The teen opened the door. “And Ferb?” He turned around again. “Thanks for doing the same.” Ferb smiled, and walked out of the door.

Mr. Zone yawned. He looked at his desk. “...Maybe I’ll sleep for a few minutes.” He sat on his chair and laid his head down.

He didn’t wake up until ten minutes into his next class.

14: Chapter 13

    “Ferb?”  

 

    “Yeah?”

 

    “I’m starting to hate Wednesdays,” Phineas complained. The redhead closed his locker and sighed.

 

    “What happened?”

 

    “Every Wednesday, my Phys Ed teacher makes us play volleyball, which wouldn’t be so bad if he didn’t continuously add new rules to the game!”

 

    “New rules?”

 

    “Yeah! And they’re all so ridiculous!” Phineas kicked his locker in anger, then shouted out in pain. Ferb rolled his eyes.

 

    “Why don’t we get going? Mum wants us home early today, remember?”

    “Alright, let’s go.” The boys had only taken two steps forward before they heard their names being called. They turned around to see none other than Butch Baker.

    “What do you want?” Ferb spat. The senior student smirked.

    “What more could I want than to make fun of you and your retarded little brother?”

    “Now what makes me seem retarded?” Phineas jumped in.

    “Your face is a triangle. Never seen anything more retarded than that.” The redhead’s face burned in anger.

    “You did not just say that!” Ferb put a hand on Phineas’ shoulder.

    “Come on, Phineas. Just ignore him. There’s no point in arguing with him.”

    “Ignoring me isn’t gonna get me to stop.” Ferb didn’t listen. He simply turned around and walked away. “Don’t turn your back on me, you little-!” Butch yelled, pulling Ferb back by his shirt collar. He slammed the sophomore into a wall.

    “Ferb! Hey - stop! Get off of him!” Phineas cried. By this time, a crowd of curious students gathered around. Some were placing bets on who would win, while others were worried, but didn’t try to step in and help.

    Ferb glared at Butch, and with no words spoken, he shoved the bully away punched him square in the jaw. Butch gasped, holding his jaw in shock.

    “I’m stronger than I seem, Butch. Trust me, you don’t want to mess with me anymore than you already have.” The older teen growled as he threw a fist at the underclassman. Said younger teen dodged and swung a kick at Butch, knocking him down. The bully stood up, and charged at the green head. He grabbed Ferb’s head, and slammed it into some lockers. He cried out in pain.

    “Ferb!” Phineas yelled above the other voices. “You guys, stop!” No one paid any attention to him. Ferb pulled away from Butch, and punched him twice ; first in the nose, then the eye. Suddenly, Phineas was in between them, telling the two boys to stop fighting. Butch, trying to hit Ferb, threw a punch at Phineas’ face. The freshman fell to the floor.

    “Phineas! Oh my gosh, are you alright?!” Ferb cried, kneeling next to his brother. Phineas took his hands away from his face, revealing a bloodied nose. Ferb’s eyes shrunk, then grew dark with rage.

    “Oh, you are going to get it!” He growled menacingly at Butch. The senior glared down at him. Before either one of them could make a move, Keith and Kyle ran up to them.

    “Are you guys alright?! What happened?” The twins asked simultaneously. Kyle turned to Butch. “You started this, didn’t you?” The bully didn’t say anything. Ferb was staring at his arm.

    “Where did that burn mark come from?” The green head suddenly asked. Butch just stared at him, confused.

    “Your burns are showing,” Keith noted, pointing at Butch’s arm. The black-haired teen looked down at his arm, gasped, and covered the burn with his hand.

    “Th-that’s none of your damned business!” He shouted. Before Ferb could retort, a voice boomed over the crowd of people.

    “What is going on over here?!” At once, everyone became quiet. The group of students that crowded the fight scene disbanded, and a young man walked towards the boys.

    “Principal Kay!” The twins gasped. Ferb gulped. This wasn’t going to end well...

                ~Doobie Doobie Doo Ba!~

    Perry, David, Pinky, and Peter the Panda were sitting at a table playing cards. Peter was losing.

    “That’s it!” The panda shouted, throwing his arms up. “I give up! I give up! I’m done!”

“Peter, calm down! It’s just a game.” Pinky cried.

    “Just a game? This is not just a game! Not when you guys are winning each round! I lost  three times in a row! You guys must be cheating!”

    “Peter, no one’s cheating. You’re just really bad at card games. Relax.” Perry tried.

    “I’m not bad at card games! You’re bad at card games!”

    “Peter, Perry was obviously winning this round.” David noted. Peter glared at the dog. “Um.. Why don’t you listen to some nice, soothing music? I bet that will calm you down.”

    “No! I don’t want to listen to soothing music. I don’t want to to calm down, so stop telling me to relax. In fact, I’m going to do the opposite of relaxing!” Peter then proceeded to flip the table. The table crashed down, and the cards flew all over the place. Peter stormed off. Everyone stared at the flipped table.

    “Remind me never to play cards with him again.” Perry responded.

    “Didn’t you say the same thing last time?” Pinky asked.

    “Did I? I don’t remember.” Kenny the Koala walked up to the scene.

    “What just happened? Why the heck is Peter glaring daggers at everyone?”

    “We were playing cards, and he lost. Then he exploded.” Pinky exclaimed, helping David put the table back up.

    “He usually isn’t this bad. Guess his day isn’t going well.” David mused. “I mean, lookit this! The table’s cracked!”

    “At least it’s not broken,” Perry stated. “I got mad at Monogram once, and I broke the dashboard in my lair.”

    “Well, aren’t you destructive.” Kenny bantered.

    “I’m not as bad as your brother.”

    “What did Kevin do?” Pinky asked.

    “He wrecked the broadcasting room.”

    “I thought that was Kenny.” David replied.

    “I took the blame.”

    “Oh, so he wouldn’t get in trouble?” The brown dog asked. Kenny nodded.

    “Why are people so destructive?”

    “Because that’s how the world is, Pinky. People are violent and cruel, and life’s a real pain, but you just have to stare life in the eye and say, “Hey, I’m not crying over whatever you throw at me. Do your worst, and I’ll do my best.” Everyone stared at Perry. For a moment, everything was quiet.

    “Well, that was deep!” Pinky exclaimed.

    “Sure was!” David agreed, laughing. “That was beautiful, Perry, just beautiful! Think I just shed a tear.”

    “Yeah, that’s ‘cause you’re laughing so much.” Perry shoved David playfully. “C’mon, I was being serious! You should take my message to heart!”

    “Ya being serious, and yet everyone plays ya words off as a joke. Bet that feels horrible.” Kenny teased, making his way past Perry. The monotreme rolled his eyes.

    “Don’t make fun of me so much, or you’ll get yourself in even more trouble.” Kenny scowled.

    “Don’t make that face, Kenny. It’s true. After all, you’re the reason you’re not on vacation right now.” Pinky noted. The koala grunted, then walked away, though not before whispering something into Pinky’s ear. The chihuahua’s fur bristled.

    “What? What did he say?” Perry questioned.

    “Nothing. Nothing, I just...I have to go. Now.” With that, Pinky ran off.

    “Well, that was weird.”  David nodded in agreement. Perry turned to him. “Hey, have you seen Ava around? I haven’t seen her since our mission.”

    “No idea where she is.” There was a short pause.

    “Um...Is she...Is she lying to me?”

    “What?”

    “I mean, well...You think she knows why Monogram adopted her?” David stared at Perry quizzically.

     “Why do you want to know?”  Perry was taken aback from this.

    “Wha? Um...Be-because, um. That’s, um. Well, that’s...It’s because…”

    “When you were little, you wanted Monogram to adopt you. So now you’re wondering why he picked her. And even though you have amazing owners, who love you, and you love back, you can’t help but feel jealous.”  Silence filled the air.

    “How...How did you…?”

    “I know things, Perry. I’m a spy agent. remember? I was taught how to read a person’s face and body when I think someone’s acting suspicious, or if they aren’t telling me something.”

    “Um...Oh.” Perry lowered his head. “I...I feel ashamed.”

    “Why?”

    “I...I shouldn’t feel jealous. I shouldn’t - there’s no reason to. I just...It’s why I didn’t like her at first. And she knows it. I just…” Perry shook his head. “She doesn’t deserve that. I’m jealous for no reason. She doesn’t deserve a friend like me.” David stared at him incredulously.

    “Perry.” The platypus looked up. “Ava wants to be your friend. And you want to be hers. So do everyone a favor, and stop beating yourself up over stuff like jealousy.”

    “But-”

    “No. No buts. Seriously, Perry, this isn’t like you. Getting down over something as small as this.” The dog shook his head.

    “What do you mean something small as-!”

    “I thought you weren’t going to let life get the best of you? Or did you make that little speech of yours for no reason?”  David walked forward, brushing past Perry. As he did this he said, “You’re contradicting your own words. Remember, when life’s a pain, just look life in the eye and tell it to do it’s worst, ‘cause you’re gonna do you’re best.”

    He walked out of the room, leaving Perry alone to his thoughts.

 

                    ~PNF~  

    Principal Kay sat on his desk, crossed his arms and legs, and glared at the the three students in front of him.

“Now, I’m going to take a guess and say that you’re the one who started the fight, Butch. Am I right?”

    ”Everything’s always my fault, isn’t it?”

    “Is that your answer?” The senior sighed.

    “Yes, I’m the one who started the fight.” The principal turned to the British teen.

    “Nothing like this happened happened with you last year, Ferb, so what did Butch say or do to get you to fight?”

    “He made the first move. I was defending myself.”

    “Phineas, how did you get hurt?” The freshman didn’t say anything. “Ferb?”

    “Phineas tried to get us to stop fighting by getting in between us. Butch punched him right in the nose.” Ferb glared at the black-haired teen.

    “It was pure accident. His fault. Shouldn’t have gotten in the way.”

    “Actually, it’s you’re fault for starting the fight and getting us into this mess in the first place!”

    “Boys-!”

    “Shut up, you stupid limey head.” Ferb scoffed.

    “Stupid limey head? That’s the best you can can come up with? Because my hair is green?”

“Shut up! Just shut your face! I don’t want to hear your stupid British accent-!”

    “Boys, stop! That’s enough.” The principal’s authoritative voice stopped the two. Before

the man could open his mouth again, Phineas raised his head and asked,

    “Are we in trouble?”

    “You’re not, Phineas. But you’re brother and Butch? Yes, yes they are.” The principal got off of his desk and sat in the chair behind it. Kay brought his laptop onto his lap and started typing something. “Are both of your parents at work right now?”

    “They’re usually back by this time.” The redhead answered.

    “I’ll be giving them a call in a moment. But first, I need you two to take a walk.”

    “A...walk?”

    “Yes. A walk. Out in the hall.” Understanding, Ferb stood up and walked out the door. Phineas followed him.  

    The principal set his hands on his desk, folding them. He stared at the teenager in front of him, who stared back, his gaze emotionless.

    “What did you want to ask me?”

    “I want to know why your parents are never home.”

    “Parent. He’s at work.”

    “How long does he work each day?” The senior student shrugged. The man sighed.

    “What’s his job?”

    “He owns a business.”

    “What kind of business?”

    “It’s a research facility.”

    “What do they research?”

    “Better ways to help people who have survived something terrible.”

    “Something terrible?”

    “Such as a car crash, fire, attempted murder. Anything, really.”

    “And this job keeps your father from coming here to pick you up, or to come to a parent teacher-conference?”

    “He picks me up sometimes.”

    “If I called, would he come?”

    “He wouldn’t pick up the phone.” Kay paused for a moment.

    “Is he home at night?”

    “Yes.”

    “What time does he usually come home?”

    “Nine to eleven o’clock.” The principal stared long and hard at the student. Butch started to get uncomfortable. “...Wh-what? What is it?” Mr. Kay supported his chin with his hand.

    “Where did that burn mark come from?” Butch flinched.

    “What does that have to do with anything?”

    “Answer my question. How did you get that burn?” The Bully shifted in his chair.

    “...Cooking accident.”

    “...”

    “...”

    “Alright.” The adult stood up. “You do realize how much trouble you’re in, right?”

    “Back in freshman year, you said that if ever started a fight again, I might get expelled.”

    “And you never fought with anyone again. Until now.” Kay stood up and walked up to Butch. “Tell me why you started this fight. And why you hurt him before.”

    “Ya’ mean when I beat ‘im up?” The principal nodded. For a moment, no one spoke. Butch sighed. “How do I answer a question like that.”

    “You have to have a reason.” Kay crossed his arms. “Every bully has a reason in the back of their minds for hurting others. And even though it makes no sense to anyone else, it’ll always be perfectly logical to the bully. So tell me why.” The adult put his hands on his hips and leaned forward. “Tell me why, out of anyone else in this school, did you choose to bully Ferb?” Butch never gave an answer. Right at that moment, the step-brothers walked through the door.

    “Oh, um.” Phineas looked back and forth at the two in front of him. “Are you guys still talking? We could leave…”

    “It’s fine.” The principal stood up straight, letting one arm fall to his side. “He wasn’t going to answer my question anyway. I know he wasn’t.” The man turned to the other two students. “So, what’s your parent’s number?”

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    Butch fit the key into the lock and opened the door. He stepped inside his mansion of a house and walked into the kitchen. His father stood in front of the fridge, a cigarette in his mouth.

    “Dad. You’re home early.”

    “How was school?”

    “Started a fight. Got suspended.”

    “Ah.” Mr. Baker nodded. “C’mere.” Butch stepped forward. His father grabbed his arm and pulled his sleeve up. The burn was bigger than anyone would have thought it to be.

    “Does it hurt?”

    “Not at all.” Mr. Baker blew smoke into his son’s face. Butch waved the smoke away.

    “Hey, quit it! You know I don’t like you doing that.”

    “It won’t affect you. Stretch your arm out.” The teen sighed and did as he was told.

    “The principal asked about it.”

    “Did he? What’d you say?”

    “Told ‘im something about cooking.”

    “Good. He doesn’t need to know the truth.” The man smirked, though his frown quickly returned as he took his cigarette out of his mouth. Holding his son’s arm, he touched the cig to a part of his arm that wasn’t burned. Butch stifled a scream. “That’s right. No screaming. And no crying.”

    “Because those are signs of weakness.”

    “That’s right.” The man took the cigarette away, and the teen gasped, grabbing his arm.

    “He-he also asked...About you. Wh-what your job is, ‘n stuff.”

    “What did you tell him?” The father asked, leaving the cigarette in an ashtray.

    “That the business you own is researching ways to help unfortunate people.” The man smiled.

    “Good boy. Lie to anyone who asks questions like that.”

    “But...They’re not complete lies. There’s some truth to that.” Mr. Baker looked up in thought.

    “Hmm...That’s true. Researching ways to help the unfortunate…And by “unfortunate”, we mean you…” The man muttered. He turned to his son. “That’s what you’ll tell people from now on. Got that?”

    “Yes, father.” The parent pointed at the boy’s arm, his face becoming serious.

    “Does it still hurt?”

    “Not as bad.”

    “Good. Now, since you don’t have to do homework right now, since you’re suspended and all, let’s go to the basement.” Butch groaned.

.    “Why the basement? Can’t I go and visit Ky and Key or something?”

    “No. Basement. Now. And I told you, don’t ask because you already know.” Butch didn’t move. The man put his hand to his waist.

    “Do I need to use the belt?”

    “No, Dad, you don’t.” Butch went with his father to the basement door. “After you, Father.”

    As they descended down the stairs, Butch had thought of all the torture he’d been put through by his father, and why. Knowing the reason didn’t make him okay with it, but he couldn’t do anything about it.

    If anyone that didn’t work for his father’s company or it’s affiliates had seen what his father has been doing, they’d call it abuse. But that’s not what it is. At all. They’d be wrong.

    What Butch’s father was doing for all these years was saving his life.

    And it was working.

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WELL, I'm sure I confused you guys with that ending! You won't fully understand the last part until later in the story.

HEY, WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT, A NEW CHARACTER! Two, actually! Number one, Principal Kay! Number two, Mr. Baker!

OKAY, so, why did Butch decide to torment Ferb and Phineas today? And why, exactly, does he target Ferb? Can't Ferb ever get a break? How do the twins know about Butch's burns? Do they know what Mr. Baker does? What IS Baker's job, anyway? Why is Peter so...Aggressive? I mean, c'mon, it was JUST a GAME! And just why ARE people so destructive? Is Perry's explanation enough? What did Kenny say to Pinky? Why is David such a goods spy? Why doesn't Butch like British accents? Why is Butch so RUDE? What happened to Mrs. Baker? Why didn't Kay just look up the step-brother's parents phone numbers online? Why do I ask so many pointless questions? Are you still reading this? Why is the Baker household so HUGE? And WHY does Mr. Baker burn his own son?! MOST OF THESE QUESTIONS WILL BE ANSWERED EVENTUALLY!

15: Chapter 15

“Canoeing! I absolutely LOVE canoeing! It’s, like, the best thing ever! I love, love, love, love, looooove canoeing!” Jamie sang excitedly. Jay followed along, groaning loudly.

    “How many times do you have to say it?”

    “What, am I annoying you?”

    “Yes.”

    “Then I won’t stop!” The blue-haired girl smirked. When she continued singing, Jay raised his paddle as if he would strike the girl. Jay lowered the paddle and sighed.

    “Why must you annoy me all the time?”

    “Hey, she’s not as bad as me when I annoy Ferb,” Isabella chimed, twirling her paddle. “Isn’t that right, Ferbie?”

    “Don’t. Call. Me. That.” Ferb huffed, the weight of their canoe getting to him. Ferb had one end of the canoe over his shoulder. Lawrence, who decided to chaperone, was carrying the other end. Phineas, carrying a paddle like the others, walked under the boat. Isabella laughed at Ferb.

    “Oh, c’mon, Ferbie. It’s a cute nickname.”

    “It might be cute to you, but not to me. I hate it when you call me that.”

    “What about Ferbooch?” Jamie suggested. Jay laughed. Ferb raised an eyebrow.

    “Ferbooch?”

    “Yeah! Let’s go with that!” Isabella giggled.

    “Hey, Ferb. What’s your full name?” Jay questioned.

    “How did you know my name was a nickname?”

    “I just guessed.”

    “Well, I’m not telling you.”

    “Aw. c’mon! Tell me, tell me, tell0 me, tell me, tell me!”

    “Nope.” Laurence chuckled at Ferb.

    “Why don’t you just tell your friends that your name is short for F-”

    “Father, no! Let them guess!”

    “Frank!” The two blue haired teens said in unison.

“Try again.”

“What? That wasn’t it?” Jay pouted.

“Aw, man. We were wrong!” Everyone laughed as the group made it to the river that they would be spending their day on.

“Alright, children, we’re here!” Everyone cheered.

“I’m surprised you let Ferb come, Mr. Fletcher. You must be a really nice dad.”

“Why, yes Jay, I am a nice father.”

“Unlike mine.” Jay muttered under his breath.

“But that doesn’t mean that I’ll let you off the hook every time you’re grounded, Ferb.”

“I know, I know.” Ferb and his dad set the canoe down. “Alright, who’s ready to get into the water?” There was a chorus of “me’s”.

“Now, hold on, children. I need to put my life jacket on.” Lawrence went to get his jacket. Phineas and Isabella walked up to Ferb, who was catching his breath.

“A little tired, Ferb?”

“I’m fine, Isabella.”

“Ferb,” The green-haired teen turned to Phineas. “Remember, Isabella and I are still trying to earn Jamie and Jay’s trust.”

“Yeah, I know.”

“Think we will?”

“We’ll just have to wait and see.”

“You sound confident, Ferb.” Isabella noted.

“Well, I’m sure their trust will be earned. Someway, somehow.”

“Someway, somehow, what now?” Lawrence asked as he walked back to the group of teens.

“Nothing important, Dad,” Ferb answered. “To you, anyway,” he then muttered. Turning back to his father, Ferb inquired, “So, Dad, are we ready?”

“Yes, my boy, we are ready. Everyone, into the canoe!”

 

~Doobie Doobie Doo Ba!~

 

Ava sneaked into David’s lair while he wasn’t looking. She watched as the brown dog took a seat in front of his dashboard. A young woman appeared on the screen.

“Good afternoon, agent D. Your mission today is to spy on a man named Crush. We believe that he may be searching for people who are...well, you know. Half. Get on it, Agent D!” David saluted, and dashed off into the air with his rocket shoes. Ava burst through the door, jumped out a window with her jetpack, and followed suit.

 

0o0o0o0o0o0o0o

 

David stood on the outskirts of a large building with the label C.R.U.S.H. He had no idea what it meant, but whatever it was, and whatever was happening inside that building, David would put a stop to it.

The dog crept up to the gate. A guard stood posted in front of it, a guard dog next to her.

“Back off little doggie, or Muncher will get ya.” Muncher growled in response. David growled back.

“Listen here, guard dog. Muncher, right? You seem pretty tough. But you were trained to be a guard dog, while I was trained to take out guards. So unless you want to get seriously injured, I suggest for you and your owner to let me through.”

“You think it’ll be that easy to get past us? Think again,” The larger dog growled.

“You’re not gonna listen, are ya?” The guard smirked. “Poor little doggie. Sic em, boy!”

“Oh? Guess I’ll have to take you down. You’re choice.”

In minutes, David had the dog and his owner running away.

“Well, that was easy enough.” David turned. “Ava, I know you’re there. Come out from behind that rock.” The fox did as she was told.

“How’d you know I was here?”

“I saw you on your jetpack. Wanna tell me why you’re following me?”

“Not really.”

“Well, you need to leave so I can get on with my mission.” Ava didn’t budge. “Fine. Stay there. But if anything happens, don’t say I didn’t warn you. This isn’t exactly a safe place.”

“It doesn’t seem so bad.”

“Well, why would I be spying on a place that’s potentially good? Now, back off before ya get hurt.”

David walked up to the gate, and broke open the door. He shot Ava a look when she stood beside him, but didn’t say anything. Before the dog could break into the building, however, the door swung open.

A boy with off-white hair covering his face stood in the way. The boy wore a white coat, black shirt, and black and white boots. He pulled out what seemed to be a taser, and pointed it at the animals. They stared in shock. He spoke in a monotone voice.

“Whoever you are, I am not authorized to let you through. Under no circumstances are you allowed to pass unless you were invited here by Crush. Leave, now, or I will have no choice but to hold you captive.”

 

~PNF~

“Everybody row!” Jamie commanded.

“Yeah!” Everyone else shouted.

“Tell me why we’re referencing a video game,” Jay wondered aloud.

“Just ‘cuz,” Jamie shrugged. “I mean, why not? It’s fun.”

“Well, to me, it’s annoying.”

“That’s not annoying! This is!” Isabella then burst into song. “This is the song that doesn’t end. And it goes on and on my friend.” The others joined in. “Some people started singing without knowing what it was. And they’ll continue singing it forever just because-”

“Alright, alright - just shut up!” The blue-haired boy yelled, covering his ears. Everyone laughed.

As the boaters were chatting, no one noticed that the canoe was about to hit a rather large rock until the last second.

“Look out!” Jamie shouted, a bit too late. The boat banged against the rock, causing everyone to scream. The canoe tossed to the side, and everyone was thrown off-balance. Phineas, not holding on tight enough, fell into the water.

“Phineas!” Ferb, shouted, diving in. Jay jumped in as well. Isabella almost fell, but was caught by Jamie and Lawrence.

Both Jay and Ferb pulled Phineas out of the river, and onto land. The others made their way beside them.

“Are you three alright?” Lawrence asked.

“Is Phineas okay?” Isabella pushed herself forward. Phineas was coughing water out of his lungs.

“Phin? You alright?” The redhead looked up at his brother and nodded.

“Y-yeah, I’m fine.”

“That was scary, Phineas!” Isabella cried, hugging the boy.

“Isabella, you’re squeezing me! I’m fine, alright?” He laughed a bit. “Thanks, Ferb. Thanks, Jay.” The green-haired teen gave him a thumbs up. Jay shrugged.

“It was nothing.”

“You sure you’re okay Phineas?” The redhead nodded, and Jamie turned to Isabella. “What about you? You almost fell into the water.”

“I’m fine. Thank you.” The brunette replied, still hugging her crush. Isabella and Phineas stared up at their heroes. Jay looked indifferent, while Jamie seemed pleased that everyone one was alright.

Isabella and Phineas looked at each other, and realised that this was the moment they were waiting for.

Jamie and Jay’s trust had been earned.

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QUESTION SECTION

Why is Jay so easily annoyed? Why won't Ferb tell the others his real name? What did Jay mean when he said that his father isn't nice? What is his father like? Why, when Lawrence asks what's going on, does Ferb say that it doesn't concern him? Why doesn't Ferb talk about the kidnapping with his parents? Why did Ava follow David? David's superior mentions people who are known as "Halves". Could they have anything to do with what PInky and Mercy were talking about last chapter? Who is Crush/C.R.U.S.H, and what does his name stand for? What the heck was with the guard and guard dog? Furthermore, what was up with that boy with whitish hair, and WHY did he have a taser?! Why were the characters referencing the game Rhythm Heaven Fever? Why does Jamie like to annoy Jay? Why didn't anyone notice the rock? What happened to the canoe? What will happen now that Phineas and Isabella trust Jay and Jamie? These questions will one day have answers!

DISCLAIMER : Phineas Ferb, Isabella, and Lawrence belong to Dan and Swampy. Jamie, Jay, and Ava are mine. I came up with David's name and personality, but he also belongs to Dan and Swampy.

 

16: Chapter 14

    ~WEDNESDAY~

    Pinky stood in front of a door to a house on a poor looking street. The door opened, and Pinky looked up to see a chihuahua staring at him.

    “You finally came.”

    “Sorry I took so long to get here, Mercy. The agency is pretty far from here.”

    “Yeah, whatever. Just come in so we can talk.” Pinky did as he was told. He was led to a small couch. The other dog sat on the couch across from him.

    “So, Pinky.”

    “Yeah?”

    “How have you been?”

 

oOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo

 

~THURSDAY~

 

    That was a far back into the flashback Pinky fell into. He was snapped back into the real world by Perry shaking him back and forth.

    “Pinky! Can. You. Hear. Me?”

    “Earth to Pinky! Earth to Pinky!” Star chimed.

    “Wha-what? Why are you shaking me? Let go!” The dog pushed the monotreme away, and stumbled backwards. Star grabbed his hands before he could fall.

    “You alright?” The girl asked, letting Pinky go.

    “Y-yeah. Fine.”

    “What the heck were you thinking about?” Perry asked.

    “I was having a flashback.”

    “Well, that was obvious. You were rippling. What was your flashback about?”

    “It was...um...nothing important.”

    “Flashbacks are usually about something significant.”

    “W-well, it’s none of your business! I don’t have to tell you!”

    “What’s up, you guys?” Pinky jumped.

    “Ava! Why do you always do that?”

    “Heh. Sorry.”

    “Why do you like to scare me?”

    “It’s not on purpose!” The fox turned to Perry. “So, what were you guys talking about?”

    “Pinky was having a flashback, but he won’t tell us what it was about.”     

“Why do I have to tell you guys?”

    “Because flashbacks are interesting?” Ava supplied.

    “She’s right, Pink. Flashbacks are interesting. So please tell us?” Star pleaded.

    “Um...No?”

    “Aw, c’mon, Pink! What, is it something personal?”

    “Yes.” Perry sighed.

    “Well, if you won’t tell us about your flashback, will you tell us where you ran off to yesterday?”

    “That’s what the flashback was about.” The other three agents groaned in unison.

    “Seriously, Pinky,” Ava complained. “Why won’t you just tell us?”

    “Star said it already, it’s personal!”

    “What are you guys arguing about?” Everyone turned to see David standing a couple feet from them.

    “Pinky won’t tell us what he was flashbacking about.” David looked the chihuahua in the eye for a full minute. Pinky raised his brow.

    “Are you gonna keep staring at me?”

    “Pinky, you went to visit a relative yesterday, didn’t you?”

    “Wha - huh?” Pinky stammered. “How-?”  

“The two of you aren’t exactly close. Though you arrange to see each other every few months to catch up on things.” Pinky stared at David, slackjawed. “Your conversation wasn’t very pleasant. It ended pretty badly, didn’t it? That’s why you can’t turn your thoughts from the memory.”

“...David, how did you know all that?”

“I’m the best spy in the agency.”

“You sure you’re not psychic?”

“No, Star, I’m not.”

“But...That doesn’t make sense! You said exactly what I was thinking! Except-”

 

“Except for who you’re relative is? I didn’t say that because I figured you wouldn’t want me to.”

“But how could you have known-?”

“Your body language.”

“But there’s no way you could know all that from body language!” Star argued. “I would know, I’m a spy.”

“Well, maybe I’m the better spy.” David said, shrugging.

As the agents bickered, Ava couldn’t help but stare at David. He continued to say that he knew everything because of body language, but it was obviously not the truth.

When the dog turned to leave, the fox swore she saw a smirk form on his lips.

While Ava studied David as he sauntered off, she came to one conclusion, the only conclusion that made sense.

David had a secret he was protecting.

And Ava was going to find out what it was.

 

                ~PNF~

 

    “Is Ferb going to be able to go canoeing with us on Saturday?” Jamie asked Phineas during lunch.

    “I’m not sure. Mom and Dad said maybe. Maybe he he can go on Saturday, maybe not. I really don’t know.”

    “I still can’t believe it, though.” Isabella shook her head. “I mean, Ferb getting into a fight? And actually able to fight?”

    “Hey, don’t disrespect him like that!” The redhead shouted. “Yes, Ferb can fight. I was there!”

    “Obviously, since your nose looks weirder than usual,” Jay teased.

    “Jay, save it for later.”

    “But it looks so-” Jamie covered the boy’s mouth.

    “Sorry, Phineas. He’s on a mean streak today.” Phineas shook his head and continued to eat.

    ‘Like I haven’t heard enough about my oddly shaped face,’ Phineas thought bitterly, scowling as he chewed the insult away.  

 

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    Ferb was eating lunch in a small classroom with four other students in it. He hated the fact that he was suspended because of Butch. The difference between the boys’ suspension was that Butch was sent home, and Ferb had in-school-suspension. It still wasn’t fair.

    At least his suspension was shorter than Butch’s. While Ferb was punished for three days, Butch would be gone for ten. Therefore, Ferb wouldn’t see Butch for ten days.

And that was a good thing.   

The door to the classroom swung open, and Mr. Zone poked his head into the room. The teacher walked up to Ferb.

“Here you go, Ferb. Homework.” The green-haired teen stared at the worksheet in his hand.

“I thought I was supposed to get classwork before getting homework.”

“You are correct,” Zone replied, giving Ferb another handout. “Here you go.”

    “Thanks.”

    “Do I need to explain anything to you, or do you think you got it?” Ferb scanned the words on the papers.

“I got it.”

“Good.”  Zone turned to the teacher watching over the students, who just so happened to be Mr. Gene. “Gene. Remember, I want my book back.”

“I’m still reading it. Can’t you just be patient?”

“How could you still be reading it? You borrowed it last year! You should be finished!”

“I don’t have much free time.”

“Since when?” The black haired teacher shrugged. Zone sighed.

“You know what? I’ll talk to you later.” Walking through the doorway, Zone called, “See ya, Troubles! And Ferb.”

“What?” One of the student’s asked, confused.

“By “troubles” he means troublemakers. And Ferb.” Gene explained. Ferb raised his hand. “Yes, Ferb?”

“You lost Mr. Zone’s book, didn’t you?”

“W-what? No! Of course not! I didn’t lose his book. I don’t know what you’re talking about…” Mr. Gene’s voice trailed off, becoming inaudible. He cleared his throat. “All right, no more talking suspensies.” Back to work.”

Ferb sighed, starting on his classwork. He wanted to eat lunch with his friends, but  instead, he was working in a room filled with trouble makers. And there was nothing he could do about it. He was stuck for the next two school days.  

 

            ~Doobie Doobie Doo Ba~

 

    Pinky was curled up in a ball next to Isabella, who was sitting on the couch in the living room, watching T.V. The dog reflected on his conversation with Mercy.

 

                    ~WEDNESDAY~

           

    “How have you been?”

    “I’ve been fine. Everything at home has been going well, and I just got my pay check a few days ago, so work’s going pretty good as well.” Pinky paused for a moment, catching his breath. “So...Um, how about you, Mercy?” Said dog glared at Pinky.

    “Do you honestly think that things are actually going my way for once? That I’m having the time of my life? I don’t look happy, do I?”  Pinky flinched at this.

    “N-no, you don’t look happy...Not at all...I-I’m sorry. I just thought that maybe things were going well for once?”

    “Not at all.”

    “Oh.” The two dogs sat in silence for a moment.

    “Why don’t we get to business, Pinky, since we obviously can’t have a normal conversation. You agree with me on that, don’t you?” The younger chiuaua mumbled something incoherent. “You obviously got the message Ken gave you, correct?”  Pinky nodded. “Remember exactly what he said?”

    “Kenny told me that there are a group of people - humans, obviously - that seem to have some kind of...supernatural abilities. Do you have any idea what he meant?”

    “I do. I’ve been gathering information, and they seem to be half human, half something else. It’s hard to tell what the other half is.”

    “What exactly am I gonna do about it?”

    “Ask the spy agents at your job if they’ve seen any suspicious and supernatural activity.”

    “They might not say anything. Most spy agents keep their findings confidential.”

    “Ask anyway. Someone might tell you something. Just be careful who you’re talking to, though. You don’t want any rumors spreading around.”

    “Right. I got it. What do I do if I get any good info?”

    “Find Ken and tell him. He’ll report back to me. Kapiche?”

    “Kapiche.” The two stared at each other for a moment before Mercy let out a sigh.

    “I guess we’re done here.”

    “Um, yeah. Uh…”

    “What is it, Pipsqueak?”

    “Don’t call me that.”

    “Whatever. What do you want?

    “Nothing.”

    “Then why were you hesitating?”

    “‘Cause you wouldn’t like what I was gonna say.”

    “And what were you gonna say?” The younger dog held his breath. “Pinks. Pinky-Boy. Spit it out. C’mon, spill it.” He still didn’t speak. “What d’you want?”

    “...You need to move out of here.”

    “Beg your pardon?”

    “You need to leave this run-down place.”

    “And where would I go if were to leave?”

    “You could…”

    “I could….?”

    “...Live with me?”

    “What was that, Pinky-Boy?” Pinky sighed.

    “You could move in with me.”

    For a long time, Mercy stared at the younger chihuahua who sat across from her.

    “Why would I do that? You know I hate humans. Living with them is one thing, but becoming a human’s pet is something that I will never do. You’re an idiot to even ask that.”

“Living with a human isn’t so bad-”

“I’m not gonna be a damned human’s pet!” .

“Mercy, listen, just consider it-”

“No, Pinky. You idiot. Just shut up.”  There was a long, drawn out silence. Pinky shifted in his seat uncomfortably. Mercy’s glare became more intense with each passing second. Finally, the older one spoke up.

“I think you should leave.”

“Do you really want to live here?”

“Leave.”

“I mean, think about it. Living with humans would be so much better than-”

“Get out.”

“Mercy-”

“Why would I want to live with a human after what I went through?”

“I went through the same thing!” Pinky shouted, almost losing his self control. He stood up, slamming his fists down. “I was there with you! I saw what happened to you, and then the same thing happened to me! But I got over it.” He gasped for air, swallowing. “For the most part, I got over it. And I was able to see that not all humans are the same. They’re not all cruel.” Pinky turned around, and walked to the door. “You want me to leave? Fine, then. I’ll go home - to my human family. You’ll never be able to understand that there are some humans who are loving and who care for animals like us.”

“Whatever. Just get out of my sight.” Pinky growled.

“Goodbye, sis. Have a good, freaking day.”

With that, the door slammed, and Pinky was gone.

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Welp, we got a new character! As mentioned in the A/N above, here name is Mercy, and she is Pinky's older sister.

With that out of the way, it's QUESTION TIME.

The heck is going on with David, and why won't he tell the truth? Why does Ava want to figure out David's secret? Will Ferb be able to go canoeing? Why is Phineas' face a triangle? Why won't Zone admit that he lost Gene's book? Will Gene ever get his book back? Why didn't I mention Mercy's gender and her relation to Pinky any sooner? Why does Mercy hate humans? What happened to her and Pinky? And why is Kenny working with Mercy? Why did I rewrite this chapter (read the author's note)? When will the next chapter come out? THE WORLD MAY NEVER KNOW. Just kidding. These questions will be answered eventually!

BTW I don't own Phineas and Ferb! Jeff and Swampy do! I own Mercy, Kenny, Ava, Star, Zone, Gene, Butch, Jamie, and Jay!