Me: *looks around at the dusty and cobweb filled author's note corner thing* Oh god how long has it been?

Maya?

*goes in search of my missing author's note partner*

Um… you guys enjoy the chapter, I'll go find her.

The autumn sun beat it's weakened heat on Danville, the leaves on the trees were already making their descent; the air was filled with terrified screams.

"Ferb, snap out of it bro, are you ok? Do you feel sick? Ferb I know you're a man of few words; but talk to me I'm your brother," Phineas Flynn-Fletcher tried reasoning with his stepbrother Ferb. Said green haired teen's eyes had become completely black with a single red dot where the pupil should be. The fourteen year old inventor continued backing up, when he bumped into the cold blue wall… he had no escape. A great deal of thoughts raced through what he figured to be his final moments; 'Ferb, is a ghoul?' 'I never go to tell Isabella I think I'm in love with her!' 'Please god, let Ferb not remember this.'

Falling into a sitting position he did the one thing his body screamed at him to do, he Reached out and grabbed the first thing his hand came in contact with, a pillow he threw it, it bounced off of the advancing teen. If the more talkative of the duo was going to survive this he needed something heavier, brushing against a cord he yanks it causing the lamp to fall into his lap. Using all of his might, the cornered teen hurled the light fixture, crashing into his attacker's head with a loud crack… it falls to the floor not even dazing the hungry Brit. The ginger grew desperate throwing anything he can find: books, blueprints, remotes, old contraptions; nothing slowed him.

Ferb's hand closed around his best friends throat, pulling the shorter boy back into a standing postion; the youngest Flynn closed his eyes waiting for the end to come. Teeth dug into flesh, and the short red head gave a shriek of pain; warm, iron scented liquid rushed down an orange and white shirt… shallow scared breathes and chewing were the only sounds that filled the room... The Brit's hand and mouth suddenly vanished from Phineas' throat and shoulder; the triangle headed boy kept his eyes closed, unsure if he was about to breathe his last.

"We'll talk about this later," Lawrence says dragging the crazed ghoul out of the room. The shutting of the door is what alerted the shell shocked boy that it was safe to open his eyes. An empty room is what greeted him, he collapsed to his knees and cried into them.

Me: Nope… can't find her, she's got to be somewhere right? Anyway I guess I'll explain, where the idea came from. A friend and i were looking through the Harry Potter crossover section, we stumbled across a couple Phineas and Ferb stories and some Tokyo Ghoul ones. I jokingly said why not combine those two… and well one thing led to another and here's the first chapter to the story. I hope you guys are willing to stick around for the ride.

To any readers of Swapping Masks that story is being NOT abandoned I'm working on the next chapter for it right now, I swear; it should be up in the next month.

Until next time

~Zor