"Wheee! Two year old Phineas jumped up and down on the trampoline as his brother watched. "Yayy! Fun fun!" He stuck a hand out to his brother as came down. "Ferbie play!"

His brother merely smiled at him, shaking his head before going back to the Lego construction he was building.

"Wheee! Wheee! Wheee—"

The happy sounds were cut off by a loud crash, followed by a scream.

"Owie! Owie! Owwwieee!"

Ferb jumped up immediately, rushing over to where his brother had fallen off the trampoline. He quickly assessed the situation, taking note of the trampoline before turning back to Phineas. Nothing broken it seemed. A few bumps and bruises maybe. The trampoline wasn't that high. He looked down as he felt a tug on his pant leg.

Phineas looked up at him, eyes brimming with tears. The redhead took his brother's hand, running it down his leg.

Ferb winced at the slight bump on Phineas knee. When he took his hand away, there was blood.

"Owie." The little redhead stared at him, sniffling. "Ferbie. Make better."

He thought for a moment, then held up a finger, signaling his brother to stay put as he ran into the house, emerging moments later with a first aid kit.

Phineas swiped at his eyes and stuck a thumb in his mouth, watching as his brother set to work.

"Hurt a little," the British toddler said, and gently cleaned the cut as his brother winced. "Okay?"

The redhead nodded.

Ferb looked at him, making sure he really was okay before placing ointment on the cut. He handed two boxes of band-aides to his brother, pointing to one then the other. "Doggies. Twucks."

Phineas understood, smiling slightly as he held up a box. "Twucks!"

The green-haired boy smiled, calmly pulling a blue band-aide with red trucks on it out of the box. He gently placed it on his brother's knee. "Better?"

The redhead slowly took his thumb out of his mouth, looking at his knee and flexing it. A huge grin appeared on his face as he jumped up, tackling his brother to the ground and hugging him. "Ferbie make better!"

He was about to return the hug when his brother jumped off him, taking his hand and pointing at the trampoline. "More bounce?"

"No."

"Why?"

Ferb pointed to his knee, then pointed to Phineas. "You hurt."

"Aww."

"Stowy?"

"Stowy?" His eyes lit up. "Yay! Ferbie tell stowy!" He sat under the tree as his brother took a seat next to him.

"Wonce upon time, der was wittle patypus named Pwerry…"