.Little Things.

SUMMARY: Little (and sometimes not) things that make life of Candace Flynn and her family. Drabble-shots on the Flynn-Fletcher family, through their eyes and their friends.

WARNINGS: English from a foreigner! (Keep that in mind in case of mistakes and other stuff.) NO PAIRINGS EXCEPT FOR CANON. A lot of Candace and Perry fluff (because they are my two favourite characters along with Phineas and Ferb, so back off) and a lot of unrelated and badly written drabbles. I'm just bad in writing short one-shots in different language. ;D

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Phineas and Ferb and their characters. All rights belong to owners.

However, the cover image is drawn by ME. (on DA account by LoveHinaSasu)

A/N: I love Phineas and Ferb show. I need to practice writing drabbles. We clear?

By the way who don't know: Drabbles – The "100 words" limit is the original meaning, although in practice (and drabble purists have denounced this extension), it frequently extends up to around 500 words, with a variety of limits used.

You can notice I used more common 500 limit, though usually they end up 280-340 words.

Phone call

Linda frowned down at her pie with a fancy name and complicated way of making that was absolutely unnecessary, because in the end it looked like a completely ordinary pie that she can do with her eyes closed. It looked exactly like one on the picture and the chef who passed her even praised her work in his typical manner 'I can do better', but it was enough for her.

Then why does it seem that something was amiss?

She read the recipe again, checking if she done everything written. Finding nothing wrong, she scowled down at her work. And what about taste? Popping a little piece of the pie into her mouth she chewed.

Perfect.

But why it feels like it is... Incomplete?

Sighing in frustration, Linda tugged the apron from her neck, but jumped when suddenly her phone ringed, startling her.

Not bothering to look at the ID she brought the phone to her ear, "Yes?"

"MOM! MOM! Please go home quickly! Phineas and Ferb build this-this-! I don't what it is, but it shoots some icky stuff! I came home from Stacy and all back yard is covered in- YYYEEEEW- it'sonmyheadit'sonmyhead! PHINEAS WHAT IS IT? What?! To help the grass grow?! Iiieee!- my hair! MO-M! It makes my hair grow, please come home quickly-"

The woman sighed with a roll of her eyes, "Okay Candace, I will be home in fifteen minutes. Lucky for you I finished my pie already." Hanging on the sound of her daughter screaming at her little brothers for some harmless stuff they did again, she looked down at her pie. Smiling, she packed it and gathered her things and biding goodbye to the class, she left.