Split Personality 2

by Elitheawesome

When an old invention comes back to bite, Will Phineas ever be the same again? PxI & FxV Rated T for violence in later chapters, slight flirting, and possible death/kidnapping.

1. In the closet

Split personality 2

Part 1

It was another boiling summer day in suburban Danville, and the two brothers (now 13) were sitting under their famous oak tree, brainstorming ideas. Phineas was the first to speak up.

"Ferb, you have any ideas?" he asked his step-brother, flipping through their idea book rapidly. A shrug, as usual. Phineas thought for a moment, a light bulb practically appeared over his head, and then he ran upstairs to their bedroom, leaving Ferb sitting there watching him run up the stairs like his life depended on it.

"It's got to be here somewhere," muttering to himself as he threw open the bedroom door and practically dove into his little project box, but still had no luck finding what he was searching for. His eyes wandered to Ferb's closet, and he decided to search in there. What he found was something completely different.

There, on the shelf, was the one project he had been 100% sure had been destroyed for good.

It was the personality splitter from last summer. The thing he had strictly instructed his brother to see to the destruction of personally. He grabbed it b the handle and marched downstairs in a huff. There was aloud slam of a screen door, and Ferb looked up to see his brother holding the personality splitter, his face red.

"Ferb," he said, obviously annoyed,

"I thought we destroyed this. Why did I find it in your closet?" he said, looming over him.

"I thought we destroyed it as well." Ferb answered, still confused at why this had been in his closet. Phineas's face turned back to its normal color, and he sat down with it next to Ferb.

"Well, I guess we should just get rid of it again, then?" he picked up again, and he examined it closely. A finger slid down the side of the machine, there was a clicking noise, and then there was a bright flash of greenish light.

"Phineas!" Ferb yelled, turning immediately to see what had happened.

Three redheaded boys turned their heads. One had a bright yellow shirt, and his hair was sticking out in all directions. Another had on the same shirt Phineas had on before, except with red stripes, and his hair went down stick straight. The third had on a light blue shirt, and his hair was smooth and shiny.

"Yes?" the three said in unison. There was a loud thump, and Ferb went out cold.