"Okay, Phineas, lets see what you learned yesterday."
The red haired boy nodded, uncomfortably holding his sparring sword. Sure, he was 18 now and he willingly joined this huge mess of a war between good and evil, but he never figured he'd be learning how to use a sword.
See, a week or so ago, Zeus himself came down and visited the Flynn family. He explained this grand war between the nefarious Friends and the benevolent High Council, and that Phineas and his brother, Ferb, had very special connections to Chaotic Magic that the High Council desperately needed. They both agreed. After all, who didn't want to be involved in something so grand and adventurous?
Phineas steadied his grip, then very carefully demonstrated the basic techniques he had been taught the other day on the dummy in front of him. His mentor, Phoebus, clapped in delight "Good! You're getting the hang of it!"
Phineas still couldn't comprehend how OLD Phoebus technically was. He looked handsome enough- late twenties, blond hair, blue eyes, a nice beard, good, tanned complexion and a strong and stocky physique -but what set him off was the middle-aged armor he wore. Technically, the man was hundreds of years old, once walking the streets of fifteenth century Paris and now living on Olympus and training members of the High Council. Phineas recalled bemusedly how he had visited the city once and mulled over how much the streets and sights could have changed in so long.
"Phineas, did you hear me?" Phoebus asked with an exasperated sigh. Phineas blinked, and shrugged apologetically "Sorry, it really intrigues me how you were around-"
"Yes, yes I'm OLD." Phoebus waved his hand in the air as he continued "I get it! Ooh! I'm centuries old-"
"Hey 'old man', lighten up, will ya?"
Phineas jumped at the voice behind him. Flynn Rider laughed "I think I'll need to work with you some more on detection skills, Phineas." He then redirected his attention to Phoebus "You think having immortality would prevent you from whining about age, huh?"
Flynn wasn't much of one to argue, as he had remained just as youthful and dashing as he was in his era. Deep brown hair, hazel eyes, and a perfect thief look made him a man that the female members often swooned over. Boy were they always disappointed when they saw the wedding ring on his finger.
Phineas grinned at his brother, behind Flynn, and held up his hand "Hey Ferb, what's up?"
Ferb, quiet as always, high-fived Phineas.
"So, got any new ideas? Anything we can use to help- Oh wow!" Ferb had simply handed Phineas some schematics he had sketched up earlier today. Phineas grinned "Amazing as always, Ferb!" Flynn stopped arguing with Phoebus for a moment to glance over their shoulders, as did the ex-captain of the guard. Their brows furrowed
"Um... Flux capacitor?"
"Anti-matter... energy... converter?"
Phineas laughed "You want a lecture on how it works?"
"EUGENE~!" Flynn cringed lightly, but then he smiled as a girl a little younger than him ran over. Her hair was golden and LONG. Seriously it was probably 70 feet. She tackled Flynn, then grinned at Phineas and Ferb, her green eyes sparkling in delight "So how are our new recruits?"
Phineas grinned "Just fine!" he then leaned over to get a good look at her hair "Umm... you want us to help you get a haircut-"
"NO!" She said hurriedly. After taking a deep breath she pulled her hair back and began running her hands through it "No, thank you. For one thing I haven't had much positive experiences with haircuts," She and Eugene exchanged a worried, yet simultaneously relieved glance "and for another you don't want it to be cut."
Ferb raised a hand, Phineas easily catching on "Why not?"
Eugene wrapped a hand around her, running a hand through her hair and down her back "See, Rapunzel here has some very special abilities-"
Rapunzel began singing "Flower gleam and glow, let your powers shine, save what has been lost, bring back what once was mine!" In a surge of magic her hair glowed, Eugene suddenly stiffening and shuddering, looking a little younger. She smiled a little apologetically "Sorry dear," She planted a kiss on his cheek "I know you don't like that, but I had to demonstrate it somehow!"
Eugene smiled warmly, kissing her forehead "No problem blondie."
Phineas made a few answers of his own easily "Oh! So you're Mrs. Rider!"
Rapunzel blinked in confusion, then gave Eugene a look. She sighed when he looked away nonchalantly, then explained "Oh, Flynn Rider is just an old alias of his. He's really Eugene Fitzherbert, but yes, I am his wife. The one and only Mrs. Fitzherbert!" she sighed lovingly "Been so for centuries now. Happily married."
Eugene nodded with a warm smile. "But, Please... call me Flynn."
"Eugene-"
"That's just a little too formal for these circumstances, okay?" he laughed.
Rapunzel nodded, but then blinked as if she just remembered something. "Oh! Phineas! Ferb! The Council of Keys is here for you!"
"The what?" Ferb asked.
Phineas leapt down the path to the meeting hall "Ferb! Just THE greatest warriors The Council has! Come on!"
Rapunzel nodded, watching Phineas "They're here to see if you're eligible to use a Keyblade or not."
"Key... blade?" He asked. Eugene pushed him on his way "Come on, you don't want to keep them waiting. It's a very special occasion if they all gather at once."
Well, A new story! This time it's based off of a spectacular WMG on TvTropes for the Disney 'verse: The Friends and The High Council. You might wanna go check it out to get all the backstory info and blah and get what's really going on with all of this, since it's kinda the manual of the fic so to speak.
Also, I won't be on for awhile, soorrryyy. The Council of Keys is a total of 10 members- all Keyblade Masters left after the aftermath of the whole Xehanort incident - Take a guess to who they all are! Even take a gander with their titles, which all follow a pattern of "The Blade of _" we'll see them next chapter when I get back to internet stuff when my grades are back up, so Ta ta, I'll miss you!
