Soli Deo gloria

DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Phineas and Ferb. Here is an update for this story; poor Candace! IMAGINE HAVING NO INTERNET OR ELECTRICITY. DANG.

"You'd better get her inside quickly," Phineas said, a little concerned. Stacy nodded and took a deep breath as she exasperatedly led Candace to the front door. The red-haired teen was hyperventilating and probably on the verge of fainting. Stacy didn't know if it was from the heat or from the lack of electricity.

As Stacy led Candace away, Phineas turned to Ferb and Isabella, who held a panting Pinky, keeping him from eating the egg on the sidewalk which start to brown rapidly.

"Come on guys, let's go check the circuit breaker," Phineas said. Both Ferb and Isabella nodded and the three of them headed to the garage. Pinky, as they opened the giant door manually, leapt out of Isabella's hands and ran to the egg and gulped it down in one gulp.

Ferb grabbed a flashlight (it was dark in the corner of the garage), and turned it on. Phineas opened the door to the circuit breaker and Isabella gasped. "That's a lot of switches, Phineas," she said. Phineas nodded and began to check them all. "What happened?" she continued as he began to flick the switches to no avail.

"Isabella, go turn on the light," Phineas instructed. Isabella nodded and ran over to the opposite wall where a switch that turned on the light overhead was and flicked it up and down.

"Nothing," she said.

"Hmm, that's weird," Phineas said, scratching his tiny chin. The three stood there for a moment before they heard a scream.

"What was that?" Isabella wondered as the three hurried out of the garage. They went down the driveway, but they didn't have to go far, for Baljeet and Buford were hurrying their way. Both wore tanks and shorts. Baljeet wore a practical sun hat and smeared sun tan lotion on himself. Buford wore a sweatband. "What happened? What that one of you screaming?" Isabella asked them quickly.

Baljeet shook his head as he put some cream on his nose. "It was not either of us." He moved on to Buford and began to smear lotion on his face, neck and arms.

"We were playing video games at my house when the power went out," Buford said as Baljeet added lotion to his armpits. "Then we heard somebody screaming and we came to check it out."

"Yeah, about that; what did happen to the power, Baljeet?" Phineas asked.

Baljeet's face popped up from behind Buford. "Well, today is well over a hundred degrees. The highly probable theory is that too many citizens of Danville were using too much electricity at once, therefore breaking the head circuit breaker at the power plant."

"English," Buford said, rolling his eyes.

"What Baljeet means is that the power going out was probably due to too many people using it at once," Isabella explained.

"Ahh, I see," Buford said.

"We ran down here because we located the scream's origin to your house," Baljeet explained further.

Phineas sighed and scratched the back of his neck. "That means it was probably Candace. The cellphone tower went out as well and she's not taking it well."

"I can imagine," Buford said.

"Let's go check on her," Phineas suggested, and they all walked into the house out of the stifling heat.

There was still plenty of stifling heat in the house, though. Fans were scattered all around the foyer, kitchen, and living room, dead to the world. All the clocks were out and the TV was off.

After hearing such a loud scream, the five of them were wary and braced themselves as they walk around the house, trying to find Candace and Stacy.

"Where did they go?" Isabella wondered.

The house grew quiet once again before Buford whispered, "They disappeared."

Isabella sighed. "That goes without saying, Buford."

"Come on, they can't be that hard to find," Phineas said. "Everyone, search the entire house!"


Perry looked at the Power-Sucker-Inator with a menacing look and growled. The metal box did nothing but make the soft whirr of an air conditioner; it seemed to be ignoring Perry. That, of course, would be seen as perfectly normal by regular, everyday people for a metal box to ignore a platypus in a life preserver, but Perry was treating the box as though it was an explosive device (which it probably was. Doof put a lot of self destruct buttons on his stuff).

Perry looked viciously at the Power-Sucker-Inator as it turned greener with energy and went on to his plan. He used his hands/paws/flippers/whatever-was-on-the-ends-of-his-arms and brought himself to a full stop. Once he had, he held his head in the perfect position and clamped his teeth onto the inflated rubber. The preserver let out a loud blast of air and slowly died, deflated.

He was easily able to slip out of it and dashed over to the Power-Sucker-Inator. He ran to it, ready to attack it, but it did nothing.

Looking a little confused, he waited a minute, but nothing happened. Looking around as if this was a joke, Perry stuck out his foot and tapped the side of the PSI.

It did nothing.

Now Perry was just curious. Seeing as there was no visible lasers, he walked closer and finally right up to the PSI. He tapped the side again and it did nothing but continue to whirr.

He looked at the large amount of buttons on the top. There was a blue button and a bunch of red. Having watched a lot of movies in his little free time, he knew that pressing the red buttons was a bad idea, and so he cautiously pressed the blue button.

All at once a lot of things happened. Large grey arms sprouted out of the PSI and grabbed Perry. At the same time, it flew off the balcony into the sky.

Perry let out a gasp as they zoomed across the Tri-State area, not knowing where they'd land.


Far, far away, in a land unbeknownst to a lot of people, there was a box. A seemingly ordinary box that sat on the floor of a basement. In this particular case, a dark basement. A very dark basement.

Inside the box, there seemed to be no activity. Keep going down a ladder into a hole and it still looked dark and empty. Of course, in the dark, everything looked empty. And then suddenly, a light flickered on and quickly went off.

"Dang it, the flashlight went out again," a voice said, the voice that belonged to a very peeved Stacy Hirano. She smacked the flashlight and it flickered back on to reveal her tired and annoyed face. Breathing in relief, she moved the flashlight around and said, "Candace, you still here?"

"Yes," a feeble voice said in return. Stacy instantly turned the flashlight toward where the voice had come from to see Candace sitting in the corner.

Hair mussed, eyes wide, Mr. Miggins in her shaking hands, Candace looked like she had seen a ghost.

"This Panic Room normally has a light bulb, right?" Stacy wondered as she moved closer to Candace. She let out a loud wince and said, "Found it."

Stacy set the flashlight up on its end and hugged her knees to herself. After a moment of silence, she sighed and said, "Well, now what?"

"We wait until the power comes back on, of course," Candace said, giggling nervously.

"How will we know when it comes back on?" Stacy said.

Candace reached out and pulled the cord attached to the light bulb.

"There," she said shakily, "now when the power comes back on, the light will turn on."

"Terrific," Stacy sighed. After a moment of silence, she said, "How long do you think we'll have to stay down here?"

"Dunno. Phineas and Ferb will probably fix it soon," Candace told her. "Right?"

"Right, I guess," Stacy sighed as she slouched down further. "And now we wait."

And the flashlight turned off again.

"Dang it!"


Doofenshmirtz was handling the car pretty well, he thought, as he drove along down the highway. The back of the pickup was packed, they had their sun tan lotion, he had remembered Vanessa (and tried to forget the time he had forgotten her the last time they had gone to the beach), Perry the Platypus was busy trying to thwart his inator, he had a bag of chips, and he had a bunch of old tapes to listen to.

"Oh, this is fun, isn't it, Vanessa?" Doofenshmirtz said happily.

"Yeah, sure, real fun, Dad," Vanessa said sarcastically. She had had her window open and her head on her fist. She now looked over to her dad and said, "Yeah, 'cause I just love sitting in the car with absolutely nothing to do," and she folded her arms.

"Oh, Vanessa, just because you forgot your iPal doesn't mean you have to be such a Perry the Platypus," Doof told her. His hand waved around and plunged into the chips and stuffing some into his mouth, he said, "Have some chips, they're sour cream and onion, your favorite!"

Vanessa watched as bits of chip flew out of her father's mouth and said, "I'll pass."

"Alright then," Doofenshmirtz said, shrugging. "Hey, can you be a dear and put one of the music tapes in?"

"Do people still listen to these anymore?" Vanessa said, bending over to the box between their seats.

"I am considered a 'people', Vanessa," Doofenshmirtz reminded her.

"Technically, you're a person. We has a group are considered a people," Vanessa said as she looked through the box. Oh gosh. Everything, practically everything from the 60's, 70's, and 80's. Mostly Love Handel and Zazabar. She sighed and inserted a Love Handel tape.

"You and me are a people?" Doof asked as the tape registered.

"No, Dad. . ." Vanessa groaned and looked back out the open window again.

The music started playing and Doofenshmirtz started to sing along and Vanessa, groaning again, looked out at the sky and trying not to concentrate on the horrible singing and electric music.

She suddenly sat up straight and without turning around, said, "Dad. . ."

"PARTY UNTIL THE PIZZA COMES and then we have to stop to eat! Oh"—he stopped singing—"what is it, Vanessa?"

"What did your inator look like?" Vanessa asked.

"Vanessa, I've made a ton of inators (literally; I've had to clean up tons of scrap metal); which one?"

"The one you made today," Vanessa told him.

"Well," Doof said, making a turn into an exit that led them to the beach, "I made two inators today—"

"The one you left at your building," Vanessa said quickly before he could add much detail.

"Oh, the Power-Sucker-Inator? Well, it—it looks kinda like a metal box," he told her.

"Can it fly?"

"Wai—what, Vanessa?"

"Can it fly?!"

"Why would you ask that?"

"Well," Vanessa said, squinting to look closer at the sky, "it appears that your inator is flying in the sky, and if I'm correct, which, unfortunately, I think I am," she turned to her dad, "there's Perry the Platypus on it."

"Oh, he's on it?" Doofenshmirtz said, sounding surprised. "Oh—he—he pressed the blue button!"

"What? I thought you weren't supposed to press the red button, not the blue one," Vanessa said, alarmed.

"I was mixing it up a little!" Doofenshmirtz said in defense. He brought the car to a stop by a light and peeked out of the window. "See him?"

Vanessa let out a loud groan and peeked out the window. The metal box passed over their car and she saw Perry waving his hand thingie around frantically.

"He's headed toward the beach!" Vanessa said, pointing up ahead.

"Oh, goody, we can just follow him then," Doofenshmirtz said excitedly. "After Perry the Platypus, Norm!"

"All right, Dad," Norm said, and he shot them toward the beach.

"I'm not your dad, Norm!"


"Baljeet, Phineas, guys, can you hear me?" Isabella said into the walkie talkie she held. She was in their attic, which was terribly dusty and dirty. After not getting a response, she pressed the button again and said louder, "Guys?"

"Yeah, Isabella?" Phineas said from a very dark closet.

Ferb leaned in as she said, "Anything?"

"No, you'd think that she'd scream again or something," Buford said from the top of the tree in the backyard.

"I have not detected Candace or Stacy at all," Baljeet said from under the office desk.

"Phineas, we've searched the entire house; where could they be?" Isabella wondered.

"Well, there's always the basement," Phineas said cheerfully. "They might be in there."

"That's our only shot on finding them. Okay, everybody meet in the living room and we'll go to the basement, 'kay?" Isabella explained. (She was very good at making orders. She was a Fireside Troop Leader, after all.)

"Okay," they all said (except for Ferb) and all grew silent as they all came out of their hiding places.

Baljeet, Isabella, Phineas and Ferb, all stopped in their tracks and froze when they heard Buford on their walkie talkies.

"Man, I hate basements. They're so dark and creepy. They're going to be even more dark and creepy now that the power's gone. Man, I wish Biff was here. He'd know what to do. He's here in spirit, though, and Teddy Boo-Boo is actually here." A pause followed, and all assumed that he was bringing out Teddy Boo-Boo. "Oh, you fluffy teddy bear, I love you so much, and that's why I got so mad at you when you ran away; ohh, you silly old bear!"

Baljeet blinked and then said weakly, "Buford, we can hear you."

A long pause followed and they heard Buford say, "You didn't hear nothing."

They all pretended they hadn't as they grouped up in the living room.

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