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Ferb and Emily meet and become friends one cold, wet summer in Chelsea, London. Their lives burst into adventure when Ferb's aunt, Aunty De Lizzua, who happens to be a witch, sends them hurtling to…some where else. They find their way across The Land of Worlds and encounter evil demons before they finally return home.
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This is a story about something that happened not so long ago. It is not so quite important, however, but it is to two certain children now living in Danville but lived in London before.
In those days I still not existed, and my mother and Father were still boy friends and girl friends back then. In those days the meals were a bit nicer, and as for the drinks-they were a bit juicier than now's. And in those days there lived in London a girl called Emily Kinny.
She lived in one of a long row of houses which were joined together. One morning, she was out in the back garden when a boy scrambled up from next door and put his face over the wall. Emily was very surprised because up till now there had never been any children in that house, but only Mr. Fletcher and Ms. Fletcher, a brother and a sister, old bachelor and old maid, living together. So she looked up, full of curiosity. The face of the strange boy was very grubby. It could hardly have been grubbier if he had first rubbed his hands on earth, then had a good cry, and then dried his face with his hands. As a matter of fact, this was very nearly what he had been doing.
"Hello," greeted Emily.
"Hullo," said the boy. "What's your name?"
"Emily," she answered. "What's yours?"
"Ferbuson, but you could call me Ferb." he replied.
"I say, what a funny name!" Emily said with a giggle.
"It isn't half so funny as Emily," the boy replied with a slight frown.
"Yes it is," Emily rubbed. Ferb snapped back.
"No it isn't," he said.
"At any rate I do wash my face," said Emily, very much lady-like, "which is what you need to do, especially after-" and then stopped. She had been going to say "after you've been blubbing" but she thought that wouldn't be polite.
"Alright, I have then," said Ferb in a much louder voice, like a boy who was so miserable that he didn't care who knew he had been crying. "and so would you," he went on, "if you'd live all your live in the country and had a pony, and a river at the bottom of the garden, and then been brought to live in a beastly Hole like this."
"London isn't a hole," Emily indignantly interrupted, but he wad too wound up to take any notice of her, and went on-
"And if your father was away in States-and you had to come and live with an uncle and an aunt who's mad (who would like that?)-and if the reason was that they were looking after your mother-and if your mother was going to-going to-die…"
"I didn't know," said Emily humbly. "I'm sorry." And then she hardly knew what to say, and wanted to brighten up the neighbor's sad face, she asked:
"Is Ms. Fletcher really mad?"
"Well, it's either she's mad," said Ferb mysteriously, "or there's some other mystery. She has a study on the top floor and Uncle Harrold said I must never come up there. Well, it looks fishy to begin with. Another thing is that one night-it was last night in fact-as I was going past the foot of the attic-stairs on my way to bed, I heard her voice say something like 'Get rid of it for me' to no one in the walls… I put my ear near the wall but there was no more sound after that."
"Perhaps she busted into the house next to yours, and is planning an evil attempt, and speaking of that…"
"Yes, I thought of that, too." Ferb unknowingly interrupted. However, Emily didn't remember what she was going to say so she let it pass.
"How exciting! I never knew your house was so interesting," said Emily. Ferb jumped down and snorted.
"Not really," he said, "when I will go to sleep every single night I could hear awful things creeping about. More scary than interesting, I'd say."
That was how Emily and Ferb knew each other: and as it was just the beginning of the summer holidays and neither of them was going to sea that year, they met nearly every day, either indoor exploring (you do remember that it is a wet summer, right?) or building some small stuff like a trap, for instance. And each and everyday there relationship was growing more and more closer…
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I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. The ending was a little bit cheesy, don't you think? I told you there's a hint of Ferbily in this… Reviews please! Pretty please? With cherry on top.