"Ferb…are you crying?"

Ferb raised his head and slowly turned over towards his brother.

"Are you?"

Ferb shrugged as he rested his head on his knees.

Phineas frowned.

"You are crying. But, why?"

Ferb didn't respond.

Phineas could hear him breathing deeply and could spot the tear stains down his brother's cheek.


"And this is my room! Well…our room now." Phineas said stretching out his little arms for emphasis.

5 year old Ferb Fletcher looked at the room curiously. He turned back to look at Phineas.

"Yeah…you can have the bed. Rafts are cooler."

Ferb chuckled at Phineas' cocky grin.

Ferb peered up at the pictures on the dressing table.

There was at least five. Majorly of Phineas and Candace with Phineas' father and a few of their grandparents.

"Hey Ferb?"

Ferb turned back towards the smaller boy.

"Where's your mommy?"

Ferb raised his arm and pointed down the hallway.

But Phineas interrupted him.

"No. no. no. Not mommy. I mean your bio-weh-lodge-ical mommy. Mrs. Fletcher."

Ferb mournfully looked up at the ceiling, prompting Phineas to look up too.

"Oh."

Ferb nodded.

"That's funny."

Ferb looked over at Phineas suspiciously.

"My daddy's there too."


Ferb looked over at Phineas who was politely sitting on his bed staring at Ferb.

"It's about your mom isn't it?"

Ferb's eyes widened.

"I can tell. It is."

Ferb shrugged him off and got out of the bed.

"It's about 6:45. We should head out to school."


Phineas glanced at his watch. It was 7:05 and the seemingly gloomiest day of the entire year.

Rain was pouring down heavily as the two headed out of the house.

"So some crazy weather we're having here Ferb, huh?"

Ferb ignored the question and continued walking through the rain.

Phineas frowned.

He knew how much his brother was grieving. He did not like seeing Ferb shun everyone out.

"So ummm…ready for that English exam?"

Ferb did not respond.

Phineas looked at his brother sympathetically.

It wasn't like Ferb to not respond. Not at this time. By now, Ferb would've told Phineas everything.

Phineas liked the feel of the rain on him. But today, it made him sad.

It reminded him of crying, of Ferb crying, of grief and of death. It felt like the entire world was crying.

"So when's Emily Kinney coming?"

Ferb stopped in his tracks.

He shivered as his eyes widened.

He felt his eyes swell up but he didn't let himself cry. Not in front of Phineas.

He turned around and faced his brother.

"She's not. At all."

Phineas' gaze softened.

"Oh! Ferb, dude. I-I'm so sorry." He said as he placed a hand on his shoulder but Ferb briskly removed it.

"Don't be."

Phineas stuffed his hands in his pocket.

"Ferb, I feel for you. I know she mean a lot. I mean if I couldn't see any of my friends I-"

Ferb swiftly cut him off.

"Do not say that. Please do NOT. Phineas, don't you see you've lived in Danville your entire life, all your friends and family are here. You see them every day. Phineas you can actually visit your father's grave! You have pictures! You have your memories! Phineas please do not tell me that we are facing the same grief. We are not…"

At that point Ferb had completely broken.

Phineas stood flabbergasted at what he just heard.

He watched in horror as Ferb stormed off into the school.


Phineas looked over at his brother all day.

Since the morning, Ferb had kept his distance and Phineas had given him space.

"So for the record, Emily isn't coming?" Isabella asked in confusion.

Phineas shook his head.

"Well that explains why Ferb is a walking zombie of depression…" Baljeet mentioned.

Buford rolled his eyes.

"Thanks for that. You really are a just a pocket full of sunshine aren't you?'

Phineas looked out the window.

"Doesn't this wind freak anybody out?"

Buford peered out the window.

"I don't know. Maybe if we had a barometer." He said sarcastically.

Baljeet nodded, "Brilliant Buford! I think I may have one in my locker!"

Buford narrowed his eyes.

"You are aware that I was being sarcastic, right?"

Isabella and Phineas laughed as Baljeet grinned bashfully.

"But in all seriousness. This wind. It's weird right?"

The other three nodded.

"I can't remember there ever being a storm like this in Danville…" Isabella mentioned.

Phineas took his attention away from the window and back to Ferb.

Only he wasn't in his seat.

Phineas got a bad feeling.

"Ferb?"

"Ferb!"

Isabella looked over at him and saw him shaking.

"Phin, calm down. I'm pretty sure Ferb's ok."

"No. Early this morning, he was crying. And this morning he snapped at me. He's not ok. He needs me."

"Phin, you're not acting rational. Ferb's fine."

Phineas ignored her and continued to shout.

"Ferb!"

"FERB!"

He got up and walked out of the classroom.

He sprinted down the hallways calling out for Ferb repeatedly.

Isabella sighed and looked out the window.

Phineas was definitely correct about how the wind was strange. It was gusty and strong almost like a tornado or hurricane.


Ferb hugged his knees to his chest and sighed.

He had done the very thing he wished not to.

He had driven his brother away.

It surprised him that not once did his brother try to comfort him since this morning.

Ferb frowned.

His old life with his mother's glorified smile and Emily's giggles were fading away but he didn't expect that he would drive away the most important person in his new life.

And now, he was currently sitting in the boy's bathroom regretting everything.


"C'mon! Where in the world are you?"

Phineas checked everything single classroom and not a single sign of Ferb.

"Du-ude! I don't enjoy this game of hide and seek!"


Isabella watched as the winds blew harder.

She turned back towards Buford and Baljeet.

"I'm going to go find Phineas. I'm a little worried about th-"

But before she could finish the two pulled her under the table as the window shattered.

Isabella caught her breath as she saw that everyone else was cowering under tables too.

Her eyes widened.

"Phineas!"

She ran out from under the table towards the door she avoided the few teachers trying to hold her back.

She sprinted door the hallways in worry.


Phineas picked his self off the ground and brushed pieces of glass away from him.

"Seriously…" he mumbled.

"We like NEVER get tornadoes in Danville!"

He sighed as he looked at the massive destruction that had taken place in the hallway.

He stood upright as he heard a moan coming from the boys bathroom.

He ran towards the door and pushed it open.

He covered his mouth in shock as he looked at all the pieces of glass sprawled on the floor.

"Ferb…are you ok?"

Ferb looked around before responding.

"Yeah…minor cuts and bruises."

"Can you walk?"

Ferb nodded.


"I'm sorry Phin."

Phineas smiled.

"I know."

The two were currently running (or in Ferb's case trying to) down the hallway.

"I mean it you know."

Phineas nodded.

He immediately came to halt as they noticed the lights flicker.

When the entire hallway went dim, Phineas scowled.

"Really? You've got to be kidding me!"

Ferb put a hand on his shoulder.

"Doesn't matter. We'll run in the dark."


Isabella was ready to give up as the lights went out.

She dropped down to the floor lethargically.

"We'll run in the dark"

Her head propped up as she heard this.

"Ferb?"

Her eyes had a glimmer of hope as she rose off the ground.

If she had heard Ferb, Phineas couldn't be far behind.

With her new found empowerment she ran faster down the hallway.

"Boys!"

She smiled as she saw them in the distance.

"Phineas! Ferb!"

"Isabella?"

She wrapped her arms around them.

"I. Thought. You. Were. Dead."

Ferb smirked.

"Funny I thought I was dead too."

Isabella rolled her eyes as Phineas laughed.

"I suggest we get out of this retched death trap, do you two agree?"

Phineas and Isabella nodded.

The three sprinted down the hallway towards the entrance of the school.

When finally making it to the entrance the three exchanged satisfied glances.

Phineas and Isabella went over towards their friends while Ferb stayed behind and looked on.

He knew that he was out of line for what he said to Phineas that morning, but he knew that he had meant it.

Phineas had his entire life in Danville.

Ferb's entire life was torn into pieces with almost as many scars as Ferb now had on his body.

Ferb took a deep breath as he walked over in the opposite direction.

He let another tear roll down his cheek as he let the crisp wind blow through his hair.

If he was anyone else who was hearing about today, he would've sworn that he had died.

But this was only the beginning of such a story.


Author's Note: Ok this chapter is EXTREMELY important to the story. Especially the dialogue between the brothers that took place that morning. If Ferb seemed a little OOC there it was on purpose(See, we've rarely seen Ferb angry but I do know from experience that kids LIKE Ferb have acted like that in those kind of conditions) if he seems extremely OOC I'm a terrible writer. So yeah the italics was a flashback and was SO cute to write especially Phinny! He's so cute. There wasn't many Buford jokes (unfortunately) because this was a pretty "serious" chapter. Don't worry there will be more of him later, along with Candace and Emily and Phinabella...OH! And Perry! There will be more Perry (seeing as I haven't included any yet) So yeah...R&R because Reviews are like floating on a cloud of butter (another PnF inside joke xD)

MidnightMoonshyne is out, Peace!