AN: Okay, I was playing with this idea after reading "Scrapbook" by .Vanilla in Wonderland., which is a bunch of unrelated drabbles. While I'd love to write a full-length story, I have a bad habit of not finishing things, so it'll stay a series of drabbles. Original idea (c) to .Vanilla in Wonderland., but the rest is to me, I guess. I tried to to make this one a little different than Scrapbook's drabble (Chapter two or three, I think it is.) but it still wound up very similar. Every chapter is short, as these are all drabbles. Next one's shorter. Sorry.
Song Lyrics belong to B.O.B.
Phineas&Ferb don't belong to me.
Word Count: 469
They were moving.
Moving to England, about five minutes away from Grandma and Grandpa Fletcher. Candace was off in boarding school, about three hours away from Danville and a whole world away from her brothers and parents. She would be staying with Grandpa Clyde and Betty-Jo during summer, just like Phineas and Ferb would be.
"It's better for us," Linda had tried to make them feel better, but Phineas still seemed pretty upset. They would be leaving behind all their friends and adventures, back in their own little house and their tree in the backyard. They spent nearly all of their lives in that house, except for the year and a half before Lawrence and Linda married and bought their own house.
Phineas told them that he and Ferb would build a transport device that would allow them to visit on weekends and that the two of them would set up their own video-chat, before Isabella pointed out they could all just install Skype on their computers.
He was distraught at first to find that the summer vacation in England was six weeks instead or eight or nine – from July 20th to September 4th, but felt a little better after discovering that Spring and Winter breaks were both two weeks long each. If only they could line up with everyone's at home.
But video-chatting or just plain chatting with anybody was a pain was the seven-hour difference. But the two of them wouldn't realize that until trying to chat with Isabella when it was nearly two in the morning there. Plus, Perry couldn't come with them. Baljeet offered to take care of Perry—he and Buford did that once before—but ultimately Isabella took the platypus in her own home, next to Pinky.
"B-bye," the redhead forced a smile, and held out an arm to hug his friends. Isabella's eyes were already teary and she was completely crying when she threw her arms around him and then Ferb. "Y-you keep your promise, okay?"
And now, sitting on the plane, Ferb can't help but wonder if anyone else noticed it was Phineas's birthday today. He glanced at his step-brother, who was staring out the window, probably not thinking about some amazing idea for once.
"I'm sure they remembered," he said quietly.
Phineas glanced up in shock. His face softened into a kind smile. "Thanks, bro. You always know the perfect things to say."
The greenette nodded once and let his step-brother return to staring out the window.
Can we pretend airplanes in the night sky like shooting stars?
I can really use a wish right now, a wish right now, wish right now.