Chapter Two: When He Met Phineas (Part 1)
Hey hey hey! The second chapter is taken when Ferb is now 7 years old! And find out how they moved to Danville! This is gonna be long, I tell you! But still, FeMily and PhinAbella occurs! And also thanks for the reviews! You made me inspired!
Disclaimer: I never EVER owned Phineas and Ferb characters, even the OC! Sure, I always put the disclaimer before I start the chapter.
"Ferb, time to wake up!" Lawrence yelled downstairs while drinking coffee. Yah, he doesn't go to Ferb's room just to wake his son up. Ferb was 7 years old, and he can wake up with no alarm or yell of his dad. He stood up his bed, and brushed his hair. Ferb changed his nightclothes with his yellow tee shirt and purple pants that overreached his waist. He arranged his bed and walked downstairs to eat breakfast.
"So Ferb, how's your sleep?" Ferb's dad asked.
His son just put a thumbs-up, and ate breakfast. But for some reason, he didn't really sleep well last night. Lawrence can't notice that Ferb had his worst nightmare. About a girl whom he didn't know. About the girl who stabbed him to death in his dream. Ferb just left the table and headed back to his room. His dad observed his every move, and noticed something's wrong with him. "Wait a minute. Why is he moving like that? Is something terrible happened to him last night?" Lawrence's mind ran thousands of thoughts about his son. "Nah, I'll deal with it later."
Ferb was in his room, playing a video game named Super Mario (you know, that game that every PSP had?) on his bed. He wanted to forget his dream last night about surviving his death, but he can't. Ferb had gone every single corner of his room but still he can't get that out of his mind. He wants to talk with his dad about it, but he denied that decision.
Lawrence approached his son's bedroom and was going to open the door when he knew it was locked. "Ferb? Son? We need to talk about your behavior. Please. I have noticed that something's wrong going on to you." He yelled over. Ferb's father didn't hear any good answer from his son, just the "Go out, Father." phrase that he hadn't hear from him. Ever.
"Ferb." Lawrence called.
"Just go Father."
"Ferb! We need to talk!"
"Ugh!" Ferb puts his video game down and unlocked the door. Suddenly, Lawrence grabbed his son and took a seat. He crossed his arms over his chest and said, "Okay, Ferb. What's going on?"
"Nothing, Father. Nothing important." Ferb blurted out.
"Tell me, son. It can't be that bad." His dad pleased.
"Seriously, Father. It's nothing."
"Ferb, I know you. That nothing has the answer I need. So please tell me what's going on!"
Lawrence shouted. He was irritated to the lying.
Ferb let out a sigh, "Father, I am having nightmares since I didn't see Mother. I was only alone in my bed as usual, and you don't sleep by my side. I don't want to live here anymore. Last night, I had a nightmare about a girl who led me to death by stabbing her knife on me. I am scared when you leave my bedroom. I was scared when I am sleeping. And that's why I always have sleepless days like earlier." He explained it to his dad as Lawrence felt shocked. He gasped as Ferb looks to his mother's picture.
"Why didn't you say so huh? If you had explained that this morning, we have been readying now. You want to leave this house?" Lawrence asked.
Ferb nodded bashfully.
"Are you sure?"
Nod.
"Really?"
"YES!" Ferb screamed. Lawrence felt creeped to his son's choice. "O…kay… But where are we going to live?" his dad thought. "Ah! I got it! I have to meet Linda!"
"Father? Who's Linda?" Ferb asked.
"Oh you don't know her? She's my bestfriend since my dad and mom went to a vacation in America. Linda and I were great friends since we were teenagers. Because she is the only person I can play toys with. I think she was there now. I have got to call her."
Teenagers? Playing toys? Seriously?! Ferb thought. Eh. So childish.
Lawrence dialed Linda's phone number, and pressed the call button. They had a long conversation, about themselves and where will the two go.
-After one hour-
"Ferb, get your things packed now. We're going to America." Lawrence said as he grabbed an empty baggage. Ferb, somehow didn't hear him a lot. He just got the 'we're going to America' part. Ferb's still playing Super Mario in his bedroom. He didn't care about going to America, he just wanted to go to another place. He glanced at the photo of her mother, and stood up to get ready. Ferb grabbed his backpack and put his clothes and thingies in.
While packing, Ferb got rid of her mom's memories, and never wanted to remember that again. Forget her, forget her, forget her! Ferb just forget her! You didn't wanted to see her even in dreams, do you? Ferb thought. As he was going for a shower, Ferb caught a picture of her in his eyes. AGAIN. Ugh! Why now!? He closed his eyes, and ignored it. He just kept calm until he finished taking a bath.
When he got out of the shower, he headed to his room and put his not-so-elegant clothes on. Ferb finished preparing, and he's ready to go. Just as, Lawrence went to Ferb's room and said, "Ferb, we have to go."
"Okay, Father." Was the response.
Just as then, Emily showed up to the door. She was confused at where her bestfriend will go. "Hey Ferb. Hey Ferb's dad! Where are you going?" Emily asked with her hands on the back. Well, looks like you better tell her. Ferb's inner thoughts said. He let out a sigh, and started to say, "I'm going to America, Em." The aforementioned girl was half surprised, and half heartbroken. For two years, they've shared a good time together. All these days, she'd been trying to get him notice her, and now, Emily will be left, alone in London.
"Wait, what? You—You c-can't! I'll go too! I can't let my bestfriend all alone in… wherever it is! I'll go, alright!" Emily protested as she went to her house to get her baggage. "There! All ready! Let's go!" she excitedly yelled, when Ferb's dad interrupted her.
"I'm afraid you can't go, Emily." He said.
"W-why Mr. Fletcher?" she asked, nervous. Lawrence didn't say anything. Emily saddened, and pulled Ferb into a big kiss on the lips. Ferb's eyes bulged, not knowing what to do. He hugged his bestfriend as his last goodbye. They instantly pulled out each other. Ferb took out a necklace with a locket as a pendant. He gave it to Emily.
"In case you're lonely, just open the locket." Ferb explained and gave Emily a warm smile. Emily returned the favor by smiling too. She took out a toolbox, and gave it to the green-haired boy. "Here, Ferb. Take this on your trip. I designed it by painting a picture of me and you in it. I hope we can see again someday, bro." Emily finished and pulled Ferb into a warm embrace.
After seconds, they pulled apart, and said their last farewells to each other. "Farewell, Emily Kinney." Ferb said as he waved his hand.
"Farewell, Ferb Fletcher. Remember, bestfriends forever!" Emily did the same as Lawrence and his son walked away. She ran to her house, sobbing.
-The Next 2 Hours-
After the flight, they rode to a taxi for a bus stop. Lawrence took out a small paper, and read the notes. "Well, let's see, Linda is in the… umm… 2308 Maple Drive, Danville. Hmm. Where is that?" he said as he scratched his head. Ferb just ignored him and played the Super Mario again. He was busy he couldn't even eat his snack.
Lawrence and his son approached a man in uniform, and asked, "Hi there. May I ask where 2308 Maple Drive, Danville is?"
The guard answered, "It's far from here. Just take that bus." He pointed the bus with the 'Boarding to Danville' sign. Lawrence slowly grabbed Ferb's hand, and thanked the man for guiding him.
"Danville! Danville here! Take this bus to go to Danville! Final call, we're boarding to Danville!" shouted the conductor, as the two British immigrators approached the bus. They took each other a seat as the bus started to take off. Lawrence and Ferb waited two hours and they were the only ones left to reach their destination.
"2308 Maple Drive, here we are!" the driver yelled as the British passengers stood up. They got off the bus and walked to the door.
Phineas Flynn was playing car race on his laptop Linda, his mother gave him. When suddenly he heard a doorbell. "I'll get it, Mom! I'm so excited who it is! Maybe it's my aunt!" Phineas squealed as he opened the door. "Hey there, kid with… red hair? I'm looking for a Linda?" Lawrence questioned. It was already 2:00 PM there, and still they hadn't eat lunch. Phineas looked awkward, he never thought his mom would be expecting someone, and he felt weird. He'd never seen a boy with a green hair before. "You mean Linda Flynn, right? Yeah that's my mom. She's in here. Wait here, kind mister. I'll get Mom for you." Phineas walked inside and burst into laughter. "I've never seen like that before! Hahahahahahah! That's so funny! Mooom! You've got visitors outside!" Phineas yelled and laughed again.
From outside, Ferb heard Phineas' loud laugh. "Father, why is that kid in red hair laughing?" he asked. Lawrence just rolled his eyes. "Just forget it, Ferb." He replied.
"Okay."
Suddenly, the both Fletchers heard someone open the door. It was Linda Flynn who opened the door. "Umm… Hi Lawrence. Who do we have here? Is it your sibling?" she greeted. Ferb just shoot a death glare.
"Don't be silly, Linda! It's my son, Ferb." Lawrence responded, patting Ferb on his shoulder. Ferb just rolled his eyes.
"Mom, who's Ferb?" Phineas yelled over. He was still playing the race. But Linda ignored the son's question.
"By the way, come in. I'll make you two a snack. You can let your son explore the house. It's alright." The redheaded woman offered as she made her way to the kitchen to bring some crackers and juice. The British kid and his dad looked at the ceiling. Lawrence sighed, "Well you heard her, Ferb. Go."
Ferb put his bag on the couch as he walked for the place where Phineas is. He spotted him on the study room, playing. Ferb approached him. "Hi there. I'm Ferb. What's the name?" he greeted.
"Oh so you're the Ferb Mom and your dad's talking about, huh? The name's Phineas." Phineas answered and shook his hand with his. "How are you?"
"I'm just fine." Ferb said as he found a new fella to talk to. "You?"
"Same. Maybe happier. Because I met a kid like you. And that's because all I have as a friend is Isabella, and Candace. See? I'm the only one boy in us. But that doesn't matter. Are you familiar with inventing things?" Phineas asked. He chuckled a bit, and continued to play as he let Ferb sit next to him.
"No." was the answer Ferb gave to the redhead.
"Oh, okay. I'll tell you when we are 10." Phineas returned. "By the way, where are you from?"
"I'm from London."
"Cool! Oh so that is why you had that British accent. I'm American. I didn't get to see my dad, even in a second." Phineas' emotion turned into a frown.
"I didn't even get to know my mom, too." Ferb described. Uh oh. I said I wouldn't be remembering her again. Thought the boy.
"Hey. Is something wrong?" Phineas asked. He saw the sadness in Ferb's face as Ferb looked down. "Come on, Ferb. You can tell me. You're my bestfriend."
"It's nothing." Ferb said. He forgot to forget the loss of his mother. And now, he remembered it.
"Well, okay if you say so."
From the living room, Linda had the snacks for her bestfriend and his son. Lawrence called Ferb for a light lunch. "Ferb, come here!"
"Well, looks like your father called you." Phineas repeated. Ferb stood up to his seat and went to the living room.
The green-haired boy let out a happy sigh as he took a bite of the cracker. "Finally."
So, how'd it turned out? I say, I'm too proud of it! And again, can I get reviews? Thank you! And also thank you for following me and my story! Chapter 3 is up!
