Authors Note

Disclaimer: I do not own Phineas and Ferb.

This is going to be my first one-shot. I will make it a bit long to keep you all entertained!

The story was supposed to be filled with fluff, but this is what it ended up with. So...

WARNING: This one-shot contains violence, swearing (censored), blood, pain... you get the point. So fluffiness in other chapters.

Enjoy!


Nightly Dangers

? PoV

This is it... I'm good as dead. Trapped, with broken bones, 3rd degree burns, and a knife stabbed through her stomach.

Goodbye mother, father, and my friends. Ceiling boards snapped, furniture charred, along with the fire that brought the destruction to my home.

"Gr...c...n..." Came a voice as it echoed through the walls. It's no use...

It's too late... "Gret...chen..." The voice once again, but louder. It seemed to get closer.

They won't be able to get me in time. The ceiling started to crumble as her vision started to fade.

"Gretchen!" It was all she heard, along with a loud crack coming from the ceiling...

No One's Pov

*Earlier that day, after school*

It was already 4 pm, when most students would already be on their way home, some still stayed for different reasons.

Phineas was asked by their Science teacher, Mr. Gordon to help out in organizing and fixing the lab, while Ferb stayed due to soccer practice. Isabella, on the other hand, had cheerleading practice, while Gretchen helped Phineas and Mr. Gordon.

The 4 friends finished at around 7 pm, the moon already shining and the sky dimming.

Phineas and Ferb were just about to leave when we stumbled upon Isabella and Gretchen, both had a look of worry. "Hey Izzy! Hey Gretchen!... what's with the worried faces?" Phineas remarked, with his usual cheerful expression.

"Phineas, Ferb, glad to see you guys here. We have a bit of a problem..." Isabella stated, their worry replaced by relief. "Mama can't pick me up, while Gretchen's father is still busy with work. We don't suppose we could ask for a lift?" She added hopefully.

"Oh sure! You can ride with us." Phineas exclaimed happily. As he walked towards his bike, Isabella following behind.

"So Gretchen, looks like you're riding with me." Ferb stated showing a smile, making Gretchen blush a bit. "Although, you have to ride in front of me, you might fall if you're at the back." He added, causing Gretchen's cheeks to turn bright pink.

"Wait, don't you still have some extra luggage?" Gretchen asked, pointing at the Guitar and 3 bags settled on the floor. She then saw Phineas and Isabella leave. "I will just have to leave it here then come back to get it." Ferb replied, followed by a shrug.

"But I'd hate to cause you any trouble... I will just walk home." Gretchen remarked. "But what if something happens? I won't be able to forgive myself." Ferb explained fearing the worst.

"It's ok Ferb, it's my decision." She replied with a reassuring smile. Ferb gave it some thought, "All right but be careful." He replied nervously.

"See you tomorrow Ferb!" Gretchen exclaimed happily. Ferb just waved in return, forcing a smile. Deep inside he felt that he made the wrong choice.

Ferb's PoV

I took my belongings and started up my motorcycle. For some reason I couldn't shake off the eery feeling I keep feeling down my back.

Throughout the ride home I just shook away those thoughts and focused on driving. But can't I just go and check on her? There's nothing wrong with it... No! She might think I'm a creep for following her.

Gah! It's like my mind is battling with itself... I guess I should at least drop off my stuff first, then I can go check.

Gretchen's PoV

The walk back home is silent and peaceful. But something feels off, like it's quiet... too quiet. I clutched my bag and started to run on a faster pace. My suspicions were proved correct when I heard another set of footsteps, matching the pace of my own.

I figure they will just follow me, so home is my safe place right now. If I do stop, they probably will do something to me. I check my watch: 8:03 pm. It's already late and almost everybody seems to be either asleep or getting ready for bed.

I finally reach my house, looking back it seems that I am not being followed anymore, I think. The lights are all off so it seems like nobody is home. I pull out the key from my purse and opened the door as hastily as I could.

As I closed the door I started to calm down. But in my haste I made one dire mistake... I heard the door creak open and just as I turned back around, a hand covered my mouth followed by the cold metal from a blade pointed at my neck.

"Don't say anything. You might wake up the neighbors." The man stated ferociously like a hunter to it's prey. But being a Fireside Girl, Gretchen was properly trained for this. She jabbed her elbow to his stomach, causing the man to lose his grip. "Ahh... ****!"

(A/N: I swear, it was hard to write this...)

Seeing the opportunity, she then kicked him on the chest causing her captor to move back, accidentally turning on the stove. The man stood back up, infuriated.

"You little *****! You will pay for that." The man exclaimed as he ran towards Gretchen. But before she could react the man struck Gretchen with his knife straight in the stomach. "Ahhhhh!" Gretchen screamed in pain.

The man then took hold of Gretchen then threw her across the room causing her to bump into the gas tank creating a crack in her spine and the gas tank.

This in turn caused the kitchen area to set on fire, burning Gretchen in the process. "Gahhh!" The fire spread like crazy already covering the whole kitchen and the living room. This in turn caused the man to flee, leaving Gretchen behind.

This is it... I'm good as dead. Trapped, with broken bones, 3rd degree burns, and a knife stabbed through her stomach.

Goodbye mother, father, and my friends. Ceiling boards snapped, furniture charred, along with the fire that brought the destruction to my home.

5 minutes passed as the fire spread engulfing her home. The sounds of firetrucks and ambulance echoed throughout the neighborhood.

This is it... I'm good as dead. Trapped, with broken bones, 3rd degree burns, and a knife stabbed through her stomach.

"Gr...c...n..." Came a voice as it echoed through the walls. It's no use...

It's too late... "Gret...chen..." The voice once again, but louder. It seemed to get closer.

They won't be able to get me in time. The ceiling started to crumble as her vision started to fade.

"Gretchen!" It was all she heard, along with a loud crack coming from the ceiling. The spurce of the voice ran through the walls of flame, not caring about the pain he felt.

Quickly and gently, he swooped her up just before the ceiling collapsed on her. Catching a glimpse of her saviour she saw that it was none other than Ferb.

Seeing him she felt a sense of comfort, as though the pain stopped. She grabbed onto his shirt as she quietly sobbed. Then her vision became black.

No One's PoV

Several people gathered around the hospital bed where Gretchen lay, her wounds treated and a cast on her left leg.

Among the several people were Ferb, his wounds being treated, Phineas comforting Isabella and Gretchen's parents, who were crying ever since they heard the news.

A soft groan picked the attention of everyone as Gretchen started to wake up. "Hey mom, dad, Phineas, Isabella... and Ferb." She said with a smile before being cut off by Ferb crying next to her, hugging her as gently as he could.

"I'm sorry..." he whispered softly now looking at Gretchen. "Ferb, it's not your-", Gretchen tried to say before being cut off by Ferb. "No!" He said a bit loudly but avoiding screaming. "If... if I didn't let you go home alone... none of this would have happened." He stated quietly.

"Ferb..." Gretchen tried to say, "It's all my fault..." Ferb said sadly.

"Ferb." Gretchen said a bit louder. "I'm sorry... it is my-" Ferb said once again.

"Ferb Fletcher!" Gretchen exclaimed catching everyone's attention. Ferb looked up at Gretchen before she pulled Ferb into a hug. "None of this is your fault! I decided to walk home alone, I was the one not being careful! You saved me!" She ranted as her tears dropped on Ferb's shoulder.

"And..." Gretchen said piquing Ferb's attention. "I love you too much to not forgive you." She said shocking not only her parents, but her friends too. Ferb was left in a daze for a few seconds until he leaned in, kissing her in the lips.

Their make-out session lasted for half a minute when they saw Gretchen's parents staring in shock.

"Mom, Dad let me explain..." Gretchen exclaimed nervously until she was hugged by both her parents. "My baby is growing up..." Mrs. Weiss said happily, causing Gretchen and Ferb to blush slightly.

Mr. Weiss on the other hand looked at Ferb after the hug, "Ferb..." He started in a terrifying voice. Ferb just gulped in fear. "Thank you... for saving our daughter and giving her happiness." He said in a happy tone, "But... if you make my baby cry, you are a dead man..." He added in a terrifying tone once again.

Ferb, being a man of action just gave a thumbs up and said. "Mr. and Mrs. Weiss I will not disappoint you." He said before going back to hugging Gretchen, which she gladly hugged back her face now beet red.

"Carla, I like this man already." Mr. Weiss said to his wife before patting Ferb on the back.


Alright, 1st one-shot is done!

Sorry for the violence on this one. Next chapter is filled with more fluff and less violence.

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