A/N: Well, whaddya know? It's our first fanfic ever! Of course it's not much of a first chapter since we're beginners at this thing but we hope that this somehow is good.

Anyway, we don't have anything to do this summer and decided that it's best to write a story rather than build a rocket or fight a mummy. We are not mechanically talented, thank you very much.

- Lily and Aquarius

Disclaimer: We don't own the P&F series! :)

There's a hundred and four days of summer vacation…

… And school comes along just to end it…

Ferb gently removed the pillow from his head and stared at the ceiling. He'd usually count the small cracks he'd find until his stepbrother would stir himself awake and ask him what they are going to do today.

Today's not the day for it, though.

Carefully making sure that his stepbrother won't wake up, he made his way towards the bathroom and prepared himself from the cruelty of the cold shower of his morning bath. He later emerged and found his brother still sleeping peacefully.

Let him sleep, Ferb. He needs it. He thought. After all, it's still four in the morning. Too early. Ferb would rather head down and help his mother prepare breakfast than wait for the sleepyhead to wake up. He'll understand.

Before he left, Ferb opened the window for the sun will come out soon.

Phineas squinted as the sunlight streamed through his bedroom window, making the room exceedingly bright. The heavy wind blew his curtains high from the floor. Ever since summer was over, the wind felt icy and the summer rays faded away only to be replaced by fall's soothing clouds that swept its way over to the city skies of Danville.

Slowly opening his eyes, he eyed the bed beside his and checked whether or not his stepbrother was there.

Oddly, he's wasn't there to greet him good morning.

Maybe Ferb was being thoughtful again and decided that it would be pretty unfair to wake Phineas early in the morning since he knew that both of them slept late last night.

Stepping off his bed, he groggily made his way towards the window. Phineas leaned forward and peered at the grass below, the wind blew his bangs from his eyes. No one is there; since it's too early for anyone in his family to loiter in the backyard. Slowly closing the window, he eyed his stepbrother's bed once more.

Five-thirty in the morning, how could Ferb ever wake up earlier than that? And what's up with the unkempt sheets? Ferb always had time to fix it. What's the rush?

Enough delays. If he stayed too much longer, he's going to be late.

Now where did my backpack go?

Candace reluctantly dragged her heavy suitcase all the way downstairs and parked all of them near the door. She's going to miss home again. Her dorm's a waiting and Stacy's coming over to pick her up later. Oh, and Jeremy's dorm is near hers.

Jeremy would come over to have a friendly chat whenever he could. Sometimes, he would invite her to walk with him around the park. Thanks to Stacy, Candace could use the window sneak back in their dorm whenever the landlady locks the whole place up at 10:00pm.

"Oh Jeremy," she sighed. "You never fail to be sweet like pancakes-"

Pancakes?

The tempting smell of pancakes wafted from the kitchen and Candace followed it.

Ferb was inside the kitchen opening a bottle of some syrup, which is oddly golden than its usual brownish glow. Whatever it is, it isn't maple.

"What are you doing?" she instinctively asked. Knowing her brothers, every move they make is suspicious. Their fun-driven innovative skills made Candace very wary. As harmless as they appear to be, they're dangerous – for Candace anyway.

Ferb lifted his spatula and smiled at his sister.

"Where's Phineas?" she asked again.

Ferb pointed up. Candace figured that Phineas was still upstairs sleeping.

Upon realizing that being alone with Ferb is so rare, times like these may never come again. After all, she's leaving again for college and she won't get to see him for a very long time.

She first watched Ferb dip the ladle into the runny batter and brought it over to the frying pan. As it cooked, Ferb would flip it expertly. Candace then noticed lemon juice next to the plate filled with pancakes.

"Just what kind of pancakes are you making?" she asked. Then she remembered that Ferb would often simplify whatever it is that he said most of the time so she decided to nick another question she could ever think of. "And what's in it?"

"Well, I decided to make English pancakes." Ferb replied, "I used three key ingredients: plain flour, eggs, and milk. As you can see, the batter is runny and forms a thin layer on the bottom of the frying pan when I tilt it. It may form some bubbles during cooking, which results in a pale pancake with dark spots – that's where the bubbles were, but the pancake won't rise. I'm to add lemon juice and golden syrup for finishing touches."

"Are they good?"

Ferb simply used a fork to slice the pancake and let her taste.

Candace was surprised. If only she could cook something like this to impress Jeremy! "Teach me, Ferb!"

Ferb smiled. Of course.

Upon arriving downstairs, Phineas smelled pancakes. He hurried towards the kitchen and found his two siblings cooking breakfast.

After a moment, Candace set down her spatula and motioned for Phineas to sit. "Sit Phineas, for you are the luckiest person in the whole wide world."

Phineas looked extremely baffled. "Why?"

"Since you get to be the first person to taste the pancakes I made!"

"Wow!" Phineas said. "Can't wait, Candace!"

"And now, it's time for breakfast! Enjoy."

Ferb brought the pancakes to Phineas and laid one on his plate. Eyeing the plate, he noticed strange golden goo drizzled on top of it. "Is it safe to eat?"

"Of course it is, now shove it down your throat and tell me what you think!" Candace impatiently snapped.

Ferb wanted to kick Candace. Hard. Unfortunately, Phineas is used to her rude behavior and often lets it slide. She means well, he would say.

He watched as Phineas forked a mouthful of glazed pancakes and shoved it into his mouth. He chewed. And chewed.

And chewed.

Suspense.

"Well?" Candace excitedly asked.

Phineas looked impressed, and Ferb's face softened upon seeing the grin on his stepbrother's face. "These are great!"

"YES!" she cheered.

The sound of Candace's happiness must be loud enough to bring Lawrence Fletcher out of his room just to check what the cheering is all about. The peaceful gathering of his children eating pancakes greeted his tired eyes.

"What's this all about?" Lawrence Fletcher asked upon entering the room.

Candace then rushed over to him with a forkful of pancakes and shoved it into his mouth.

"Chew!" she commanded, and patiently waited for his reaction.

So Lawrence chewed. And chewed.

And chewed.

Suspense.

"Well? How was it?" Candace excitedly asked.

Lawrence was too focused on the delightful taste of pancakes that he took little notice of what people around him said.

"Honey!" Linda Flynn called out from the garage, "Did you forget to put gas in the car again?"

Phineas whispered to Ferb. "We should have refueled the car after putting it back together."

"Phineas!" growled Candace as she rapidly turned to her father for help but still, he was in Seventh Heaven.

Phineas just looked at Candace. "Yes?"

"Dad! I'm gonna be late for school!" she informed her dad after deciding to ignore Phineas.

"Hmm? What?" He mumbled after he slightly recovered from the pancake encounter. "Oh! No worries, Candace! The school bus should be own its way here now."

Everybody except Lawrence began to exchange confused glances. Wasn't Candace supposed to be in college now?

"DAD! I'm in college; I'm not taking the same bus as them you know, or any other bus for that matter." Candace picks up her trusty cell phone then exclaimed. "I'M GOING WITH STACY."

Candace rushed out of the kitchen and opened the front door only to find Stacy, who was about to ring the doorbell.

"Hi there, Candace!" her bewildered friend greeted her.

"GOING!" exclaimed the infuriated Candace.

Everybody remained silent. It's as if they expected something to happen right then and there. Phineas chomped off a slice of his pancakes and before he could gulp it down…

Candace came rushing back to grab the last pancake - and that pancake happened to be on Phineas's plate. Doing so led her to leave her phone on the table without noticing.

"Hey Candace" Phineas said, "You forgot your-"

"NO THANKS!" she irritably hissed.

And thus, she left in the blink of an eye.

"Hmm, I was gonna say cell phone!" Phineas said to Ferb. Afterwards, both of them shrugged simultaneously. "Oh well."

Outside, a vehicle parked itself right in front of the Flynn-Fletcher house. Two beeps were heard and Linda knew what it is.

"Boys, the school bus is here, time to get going." Their mother informed them as she entered the kitchen.

After mashing squished pancakes inside a Tupperware, Phineas turned to his stepbrother and said. "C'mon Ferb, We don't want to miss the first bus of the first day of classes!"

Both boys rushed out and their mom followed suit, but remained in the front porch after making sure that her boys got in the bus.

"Bye Mom!" As Phineas bade farewell, Ferb only gave a wave of the hand.

"Be sure to stay out of trouble!" Linda Flynn called out to her boys. "And have fun!"

As the boys stepped out of the house, Phineas noticed something different and wondered, "Hey Ferb, Where'd Perry go?"

Ferb simply shrugged.