Merry Christmas Phineas and Ferb
Chapter 1: White Christmas Eve
The alarm clock went off at 7:00 a.m. as it always did, Phineas got up and shut it off. He knew full well that he and his stepbrother didn't have school today. But they'd always kept it set to 7 a.m., it was what kept their daily routines in sync. He let out a big yawn and loosened his sleep-stiffened muscles and soon his energetic, upbeat personality awoke. Phineas walked over to Ferb's bed and gave him a nudge to the shoulder.
"Hey c'mon Ferb, rise and shine!" his stepbrother took his time getting up, but this was typical for Ferb, who tried to sleep in as much as he could on days off and weekends during the school year. The only time he broke this rule of his was on school days and during the summer.
Ferb didn't look too pleased with his stepbrother's wake up call, since Phineas of all people knew not to wake him up on these days. "Sorry, I know you don't like it when I wake you up, but.. well look." Phineas took down the calendar hanging next to his bed and handed it to his stepbrother. Ferb's eyes widened as he saw the date.
"Wow, Christmas Eve already?" he said handing the calendar back to his brother.
"Whoa. Ferb look at this." Phineas motioned his stepbrother over to their bedroom window, which was covered in a thin layer of frost on the outside. Phineas tried his best to get the window open, but was still too short to do it. This was in spite of him having grown close to an inch taller since the beginning of summer. Ferb opened the window and in the midst of the blast of cold air, the two boys saw the most picture perfect backdrop to any Christmas that their ten-year old eyes had ever seen.
Maple Drive was covered in at least six inches of snow. There was evidence of a plow truck having been through recently, though this didn't concern the boys, who were completely oblivious to the presence of their mom by their doorway.
"Could you boys come downstairs? I have breakfast on the table, and I need one of you to clear the driveway so I can run my errands before our party tonight." Linda said. Phineas and Ferb remembered this from past Christmases, every Christmas Eve their family threw a Christmas party and most of the family's friends were invited.
"Okay mom, we'll be right down." said Phineas.
The boys shut the window and thought about racing each other downstairs, something the two of them hadn't done since they were 5 years old. But they decided against it when they remembered that Candace was still asleep.
The two brothers sat next to each other and helped themselves to the two stacks of pancakes that were placed in the middle of the kitchen table. Ferb took a quick glance at the day's paper, and held the weather page up to his stepbrother's line of sight. Phineas read it to himself having just stuck a forkful of pancakes into his mouth.
"Wow they're saying we're going to get even more snow tonight. But then again its not every year that you get a white Christmas." he said as he took his took his plate over to the sink. Ferb simply nodded in agreement with his younger brother*.
Phineas went upstairs to get changed, as Ferb took his time eating. "Dad, would it be okay if I used the snowblower for the driveway?" he asked his father.
"Yes, of course son." Lawrence replied. Ferb nodded his head and as he was putting his plate in the dishwasher he remembered the one thing that he hated about their snowblower in particular. It was only used for two to three months out of the year and upon being used for the first time in ten months it would take forever to start. Despite his expertise in mechanics, that snowblower was the one machine that puzzled Ferb to no end, having taken it completely apart and reassembled it at one point during the summer, the end result was no different than from when he'd started*.
As Ferb went upstairs Phineas came down all bundled up as he went outside to start shoveling the front walkway. As he started shoveling the snow out from in front of the door, he began having a flashback.
*Flashback*
Two years ago Candace used the snowblower on the exact same spot he was now. Everything was going fine until a rather large chunk of ice got fired out of the chute of the snowblower. He and Ferb were in the living room drinking hot chocolate when the baseball-sized piece of ice hit and broke the large glass window in the living room leaving shards of glass strewn all over, somehow managing to miss the boys completely*.
*End Flashback*
After that little incident Linda forbade the entire family from using the snowblower on the front walkway. This didn't concern Phineas who was making steady progress, but also was being cautious and feeling around for any ice before planting his boots in the snow.
Meanwhile, Ferb was having anything but an easy time with his old nemesis, the snowblower. He tried not to let himself get frustrated and kept telling himself that it would be worth it in the end. After a tedious twenty minutes spent on it the snowblower finally started.
Phineas had finished the front walk by the time Ferb got done the driveway. The green-haired boy was still mildly unhappy with his stepbrother for waking him up this morning, and saw a good opportunity for a laugh as he started down the sidewalk with the still-running machine.
Author's Notes
1.) In a perfect world Phineas and Ferb would have been born on the same exact day, at the same exact time. But even in the show this is most likely not the case. The way I see it, the age disparity between our favorite stepbrothers can't possibly be more than two or three months tops, with Ferb likely being the older of the two.
2.) Why a snowblower? My best friend's family bought a snowblower brand new about eight years ago and the one thing I remember was the darned thing refusing to start after a half an hour of fooling around with it. So the idea of a snowblower being the machine Ferb can't seem to fix/improve just sort of stuck.
3.) Don't ask why, but I could so see this happening to Candace.
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