I'm living in a cloudy city and missing stargazing just a teensy bit. And of course none of these characters belong to me; they're Disney's until further notice.
Ferb stepped through the clear doors leading to the backyard, carrying a red bowl full of salsa-drenched nachos. Phineas was already outside, setting up two lawn chairs right next to their tree. Between the two chairs was a snack table, upon which Perry was lying down with his usual far-off stare. At the sound of Ferb's footsteps, Phineas turned with his usual bright smile.
"Thanks, Ferb. I can't remember the last time we had Nacho Night," Phineas thanked him as he picked two chips for himself. Both boys took to their lawn chairs, nacho bowl placed on the table, their pet platypus now settling on Ferb's lap. The two gazed up towards the night sky, clear save for a few blue-grey clouds.
"Man, I know that we've had our share of outer space travel, but there's nothing like just watching the stars looking like the world's biggest connect-the-dots game," said Phineas. Ferb rolled his eyes at his brother, who read his expression as Please. It's nearly 9 PM, for goodness's sake.
"Not right now, of course. In fact, I don't think we can make the world's biggest connect-the-dots if we tried, Ferb." Ferb twitched his brow up higher at this. It wasn't like Phineas to discard a challenge before even starting it.
"Think about it. We can talk about how we built the biggest rollercoaster or the biggest tire swing, but just look what's up above. Millions upon millions of stars stretching billions of light years, so much yet undiscovered. But each little shape has its own name and story," Phineas explained. Ferb turned to the stars again, softly stroking Perry's head.
"Like how Ursas Major and Minor are the nymph Callisto and her son, made into bears to escape Hera's wrath?" Ferb ventured, pointing to said constellations.
"Yeah. And speaking of bears, I read that the Iroquois interpreted Ursa Major as three hunters chasing the Great Bear," added Phineas as he sat up from his chair, his eyes twinkling amidst the dark. "Let it sink in; all those stars, with mythologies spanning millennia across all cultures, showing how everyone looked up to uncover the secrets of the universe. Nothing that one old connect-the-dots paper can really match up to."
"I suppose not," Ferb pondered aloud, his mouth forming a small smile.
"Chtrchtrchtr," growled the platypus dozing off on his lap.
"You're right, Perry," Phineas acknowledged with a little chortle. "Let's just sit back and enjoy the show."