Two updates in one day for this story... :) I'm really liking where this is going.

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Phineas was curled up on the couch, aimlessly watching TV and hoping that the phone would ring, bearing good news about Ferb. Linda was in the kitchen, attempting to make dinner and Lawrence was either in the living room with Phineas, or in his study reading a book.

At one point he came out and sat next to Phineas on the couch. The two of them sat in silence, and watched whatever was on TV. They suddenly jumped when the phone started ringing. Lawrence quickly stood and dashed over to the phone, picking it up on the second ring,

"Yes? Hello?"

"Lawrence," the voice spoke, "it's your father."

Lawrence breathed out, "Hello father… I'm sorry I can't talk now. We need the phone line open-"

"Son Ferb he's… he's here with us."

Lawrence nearly dropped the phone. Linda came out of the kitchen and spoke,

"Honey who's on the phone?"

Lawrence didn't answer her. He spoke into the phone, "What do you mean by Ferb's here… where is here?"

At the sound of his brother's name, Phineas quickly stood and looked at his mom with hopeful eyes. Linda walked over to Lawrence and put her hands on his arm and tried to listen to whoever was on the other line.

"He's here in England," Reginald spoke, "he arrived about ten minutes ago, saying he ran away from home."

"May I speak to him?" Lawrence asked,

"Certainly, hang on a second please…"

Reginald looked at Ferb, "Your father want's to talk to you."

Ferb looked up and sighed as he reached for the phone, "Hello father…"

"Ferb! Are you all right? You're not hurt or anything?"

"No, no I'm fine."

"Well I'm glad to hear that, because you won't be so fine when you come home. What were you thinking son? Running off with out telling anyone… and going half way across the world all by yourself? How in the world did you even get there?"

"I… took a plane."

"How on earth did you get tickets? Wait… did you use…?"

Ferb sighed, "I purchased last minute tickets online and… paid with them with the emergency credit card you gave me."

"You used the-? Ugh, Ferb when you get home, you're in so much-"

"Father," Ferb spoke up, "I don't want to come home yet."

"I don't care what you want. If I have to come there and drag you all the way home myself, then I will."

"That's not fair, I-"

"And it's not fair that you snuck off and left. You scared us all half to death Ferb. We have search parties out looking for you as we speak!"

"I know, I know and I'm sorry… but look, I don't want to come home, and I'm not coming home until I'm ready. If you come here to get me, fine… but I'll just run away from here, and I'll keep running until I'm ready to come home."

"Ferb Fletcher you're not staying in England!" Lawrence's voice came out pretty loud over the phone, so Ferb pulled the phone away from his ear, "If I tell you you're coming home, then you're getting your butt on the plane and coming home. End of discussion!"

Reginald sighed when he heard his son yelling over the phone, "Ferb give me the phone please…"

Ferb nodded and handed his grandpa the phone. Reginald put his ear up to the phone, "Lawrence calm down and watch your tone…"

He heard Lawrence taking in a deep breath, "I'm sorry father… look, could you talk to him? Maybe he'll see reason from you."

"Actually there's something I want to know. Ferb here told me that he's not wanted at home at this time. Now what would give him that idea?"

Lawrence sighed, "He and Phineas had a fight yesterday, a huge fight… and they said pretty hateful things to each other. Ferb was hurt deeply I'm guessing, and that's why he ran away."

"I see…" Reginald looked over at Ferb, who was sitting down and looking sadly at his lap, "Lawrence my boy, I think that Ferb should remain here with us, until things cool down."

Ferb looked up at his grandpa with hopeful eyes. Reginald nodded and waited for his son's answer.

"Father do you think that's wise? I don't want Ferb learning that it's alright to just run away from a problem…"

"I'm sure he knows that what he did was wrong, and I'm more then certain you'll deal with him when he get's home. But right now, the lad seems a bit distressed and hurt. And besides that, we haven't seen Ferb for almost a year now."

Lawrence sighed, "I suppose he can stay with you two… but I don't want him there for too long. A few days at the most."

"I understand… I promise that I will have your son on a plane to America within a week."

"Very well… can I talk to him once more?"

Reginald motioned Ferb over and handed him the phone. Ferb put the phone up to his ear, "Father, I-"

"Ferb make sure you behave yourself for your grandparents. Do what they say, and mind your manners."

"Yes father…"

"You know you're not off the hook for this right? When you get home, you and I are going to have a very long and hard discussion about this."

"Yes father…"

Lawrence sighed once more, "I love you Ferb… an I hope that you decide to come home soon."

Ferb smiled slightly, "Love you too… and don't worry, I'll be fine."

"Alright then, talk to you soon son."

Ferb hit the 'end' button and placed the phone down. His grandma sighed,

"Well… since you're going to be staying with us, why don't you go upstairs and take a nice hot shower. You can use your usual room if you wish."

Ferb nodded, "Thank you…"

His grandpa nodded, "We'll have dinner out by the time you are done. Okay?"

"Yes grandpa, and thank you."

Ferb walked out of the room and made his way upstairs. So far everything was going just as he wanted it to. A couple of days here is all he needs…

Lawrence set the phone back down on the receiver and turned to his family. Linda looked a bit shocked,

"You're letting him stay in England?"

Lawrence raised his arms, "I don't know what else to do, he doesn't want to come home and I don't want to force him into doing something he has his heart set against."

"But he's your son… you're his father, he should do as you say."

"Linda darling, one thing you should know about Ferb is that when he has heart set on something, he's aimed to do it without letting anyone get in his way. Which sadly means me…"

Phineas looked a bit concerned, "So he's not coming home?"

Lawrence shook his head, "Not just yet, son. He'll be home within the week though."

Linda sighed, "I guess I should notify everyone about where Ferb is…"

Lawrence went to follow her out, when he heard Phineas speak, "It's all my fault…"

Lawrence turned around and looked at Phineas, "What's your fault?"

"It's my fault Ferb ran away… if I didn't say what I said, the two of us would be out in the backyard right now together."

Lawrence walked over to the couch and sat next to Phineas, "Phineas I don't want you blaming yourself for this. It was Ferb's own choice to leave-"

"Were you not there? I told him that I hated him and that I wish he went back to England! And that's exactly what he did! I wouldn't be surprised if he never came home again…"

"Son, Ferb will come home… I promise you that he will." He put his arm around Phineas's shoulders, "He's going to come home and he's going to forgive you for everything you said."

Phineas shook his head, "I'm afraid that I don't deserve forgiveness…"

"Don't say that, son… Ferb still loves you very much and I know that he'll forgive you. We just have to give him some time to cool off, that's all."

Phineas nodded his head slowly. He knew his dad's words should've helped him feel better, but of course they didn't. Lawrence exhaled deeply and placed a kiss on his son's forehead,

"All that matters now is the fact that Ferb is found, and he's not hurt… before you know it, he'll be back here building and creating with you."

Phineas nodded again and watched as his dad stood up to leave. Once he was alone, Phineas buried his head into his hands and released a hidden sob. He was relieved that Ferb was fine, but he was distressed that he had to run all the way to England to get away from his family. Phineas couldn't wait a few days for Ferb to come home; he needed his brother's love and forgiveness right now.

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