It was a normal summer day like any other. The sun was beating down. Though it was very sunny and summer, it was not a bad day. There were a few small clouds drifting around in the sky. Maybe that was cooling the earth. It was only in the 70s compared to the normal 80s, 90s, or even 100s around this time of year.
"So Ferb." I ask my step brother while lying under a tree in our normal spots. "What are we going to do today?" Ferb merely gave a shrug. I sighed; it was hard to think of projects day to day while just staying at the house. Normally we got our ideas from our friends but everyone was busy. Isabella had fireside girls, Baljeet had studying to do and Buford… well he is a bully, most likely doing his bully thing. Even there annoying over obsessed fan and sort of friend Irving was busy. I then heard a voice calling my name.
"Phineas!"
It was Candace. Mine and Ferb's older sister, though older step sister to Ferb. I sighed once again. She was always trying to get us in trouble, though I had no idea why. We had permission to do what we wanted on our projects each day, and we try to tell mom what we do every day but she thinks we are just making everything up. It kind of got on my own nerves too. I glanced up from where I sat to see Candace in front us. Glaring down at us with hands on her hips.
"Yes." I respond.
"Mom went to her class at the exercise center. So I am in charge." Candace informed. "So no projects."
"Aren't you only in charge if something as bad as a hitting satellite the backyard?" I ask.
Candace rolled her eyes. "Mom said I was in charge. Listen to this."
Candace began playing a tape recorder. You are in charge Candace when I am gone. No matter what.
"Hmm. Up to date too." I murmured. I gave a nod and just looked up at Candace once more. "Alright. That is fine. We have no ideas anyway. We can just sit around and think I guess."
"Don't argue I am… waiting what?"
"You heard me. We got nothing." I say leaning once more against the tree.
"Uh… okay. But remember. I am always watching." She said giving us the signal of 'I am watching you.' I gave a small smile, my usual in a good mood smile.
"Okay." I said as Candace walked away.
I glanced up once more at the sky and sighed. I was so bored. How can we let even one precious summer day go to waste? I glanced over Ferb. Maybe he could bring some life to this day.
"Got anything to say Ferb?" I asked my step brother.
I watched my step brother think for a minute then he said. "The most unlikely things happen on the most unlikely days with the most unlikely people slash things."
I smiled at that. Yep, that was Ferb for you. He could say something to make you laugh or give you some random fact that you might not need now but might need later. Though at this point I do not see how that will help me, or anyone I know, in the near future.
"Is that all?" I asked smiling. I do not know why, but anything Ferb says cheers me up.
"You also depend on me for too many things including building things you want." Ferb replied.
"Shut up Ferb." I said giggling.
We were interrupted by strange muffled sound from our fence. "What was that?" I asked Ferb getting to my feet. Ferb got up as well, shrugging. "Let's go check it out." I said.
The sound kept on coming. As we approached the gate that lead out to the front and towards the garage. It got louder. When looked out. We saw nothing.
"Maybe we were just… hearing things?" I suggested, confused.
As if someone was disagreeing with me. The trashcan started moving around. The sound was coming from inside the trashcan. Both of us freaked out and jumped back towards the garage.
"Well Ferb. You go check it out." I said, laughing feverously "Nothing to worry about."
"Why me?" Ferb demanded. "We are brothers, about the same age. Why should I go?"
"Because, you are older. By a couple of months." I said, mocking him slightly for always teasing me about being older. Ferb rolled his eyes at me in response, clearly not happy.
Ferb's POV
I am still demanding and explanation as to why I have to do this instead of Phineas. I thought as I walked towards the trashcan slowly. What was in there? It was sort of creepy having something likes this happen. It was like one of those movies that had the trashcan moving then something jumped out at you and ate you.
No, I am just over reacting. I think walking forward slightly faster. I slowly pull off the trashcan cover, expecting to see a rat or something. What I do see shocks me.
"Phineas." I call to my younger step brother. "Get a look at this."
Phineas walked forward, hesitant at first but not objecting to look. "What?" He asks me, still not close enough to see inside. Annoyed, I pull him closer and pointed inside.
Phineas POV
I stare in shock at what I see in the trashcan. It was a bundle of fur, very young, and cute for that matter, to be all alone. It was no more than a dark looking kitten, crouching in the trashcan. Shivering in fear. It was all wet so it must be cold, even in the summer. If you are wet and are just a little thing, you can get uncomfortably cold. She glanced up at us with her blue eyes. The eyes shadowed with fear.
"Wow, now that is cute." Realizing that last time I said something like that, in fact it was exactly how I just said my last statement, was about the cute but strong alien we called meep. After all, without the mustache communicator on his face, he could only say 'Meep.' Besides, it suited him.
I reached out my hand to try and pet the creature. "It is okay." I murmured in comfort, peering into the trashcan. "We won't hurt you. My name is Phineas and this Ferb." I said motioning to my brother. "What are you doing here?"
The kitten did not respond right away, but finally got to her paws and leaped out of the trashcan. Ferb and I got of her way to make room for her. Not sure on how she liked us. She stared up at us.
"Mew?" She said to us.
I sighed, knowing she would not be able to answer my question. I just wish the little kitten could. Something as cute as her must have an owner, or some sort of home that was worrying about her. How could we help her if we could not get anything about her? No collar, too young for microchips, (For all of you who do not know what a microchip is for a pet. It is basically a small chip put on your pet by the vet so instead of a collar, it has all the info on there. You can just take that animal to the vet to get the microchip looked at for any info on the pet) no nothing.
"What are we going to do Ferb?" I ask. "I want to help but we need to be able to understand what she is saying. Then I had an idea. "That's it! I know what we are going to do today! We will build a smaller version on the animal translator. A collar version, so she can talk to use freely when she wants."
"Haven't we built one before for Perry?" Ferb asks.
"Not the same thing. This one is especially for cats and only for her." I responded pointing at the kitten who mewed every once in awhile
Ferb did nothing for a moment before giving me the thumbs up, showing he approved of my idea. I gave a smile then remembered Candace. "Uggh! What about Candace." I asked. "She told us not to build anything today."
"What about me?" A voice piped up behind us, it was Candace. "What are you two doing? Wait is that a kitten."
"Yes, yes it is." I respond. "We need your permission for a project though."
"What project…?" Candace demanded, though she seemed surprised to being asked permission on doing a project.
"We want to build a cat communicator for her so we can learn where she lives or what happened to her." I replied.
Candace was about to say no, I guessed, but she paused, thinking. "Well… it is to help that cute kitten right? And not just some project right?"
"Yes." I replied, nodding.
"Fine. But only for this little sweetie." Candace replied going over to the kitten and began petting her. The kitten seemed unsure at first but then began to purr quietly.
"Great! Come on Ferb. Got the Blue prints?" Ferb handed me blue prints in response. "Perfect. Alright let's start. Hey where's Perry? I am sure he would love to meet the kitten."
"I would guess this kitten would not want to be subjected to the blankness of your pet." Candace replied, and walked away.
Phineas gave a shrug. "Oh well. I am sure he will be back soon to meet her. He always pops up, out of nowhere."
A/N: One of my first stories! I am working on another one as we speak and I sort of have an idea for another Phineas and Ferb fanfict but I need to make sure I am not stealing any ideas from anyone. I am not trying to be a stealer here! Anyways, please review and tell me what you think!