"Where, where am I?" he asked again, unaware of his position and wet clothes. His eyes were a very dark shade of blue, and his voice was deep.
"Good you're up…" Phineas begins, either unaware or unnoticing on the blank look on his face. "Hi, my name is phineas, that's ferb…" points to ferb, "and that's Candace." He says pointing to his older sister. Candace wave toward him as phineas continues on. "So, what is your name?" phineas finishes finally, seemingly out of breath from the long introductions. Phineas loved to talk, but felt strangely out of breath at this juncture.
" …..I …..don't ….remember." the boy finally stuttered out. After a few moments, he regained his voice, and continued. "I don't remember…much." He added, unsure about the question, or the random people he was now in front of.
"Maybe he has amnesia." Ferb chimes in. Ferb was a master of psychology, so he could easily diagnose him with amnesia. "Let me try something." He adds, before turning toward their strange new guest. "Just breathe deep, and think about your identity, any personal information at all." Ferb instructed to the boy.
After about five minutes of intense thought, the boy starts to speak.
"I'm not sure, but I think it might be something along the lines on D.J." he says unassureingly. Phineas then immediately starts to talk.
"D.J. it is then. Don't worry D.J., this is our house. Your safe here." Phineas tells the boy. "We found you out on our front porch, unconscious and wet, and we brought you in. Our mom and dad are trying to find you some dry clothes." Phineas continues but is interrupted by Candace.
"No offence, but why are you here?" Candace asks in a serial voice. Ferb then elbows her to the side.
"You're not supposed to ask the amnesiac questions while they are recovering, it slows the process." Ferb whispers to her in an agitated tone.
"Woops, sorry." She tells him in a slightly serious, yet mocking voice.
"So, what can you remember?" Phineas asks D.J while waiting for Linda and Lawrence to get him some clothes. D.J. turns toward phineas as he says this.
"Not much, I can only…remember one name. One person, but not the clearly. I can only remember him being extremely evil, the devils face on his." He says. This surprises all three, as D.J. continues. "His name is Drew." he finishes.
As he finishes, two adults come down the stairs will an old Union Jack t-shirt and some warm pajama bottoms that were probably Linda's when she was a teen. They notice that D.J. is awake, and rush over to him.
"Ahh. He's awake," Lawrence comments. "Here, put these on, their lot warmer then your current clothes." He adds jokingly, even though it was not that funny. Linda asks phineas about the new boy.
"Phineas, is he ok?" She asks him.
"Yea, he's cool. His names D.J. but he has amnesia." he replies, then asks. "Do you think he can stay for dinner?"
"Sure, its almost ready, anyhow." She tells him. She walks into the kitchen as phineas rushes back to the others.
As he gets back to them, Lawrence is busy telling D.J. stories about his many fishing adventures. After the fishing stories are over. D.J. stands up, and starts to speak.
"You guys have been very nice," he begins, "but I don't want to trouble you guys any more. I think I'll be on my way. Thank you very much," He says in a very sincere voice. As he starts to walk toward the door, Phineas stops him.
"You can't leave!" Phineas exclaims, "You have amnesia, at least stay till after dinner."
At the sound of the word "dinner", D.J.'s stomach starts to rumble like a tornado in a trailer park.
{I guess staying for dinner would be ok.} Thinks D.J. to himself. And besides, what would be the harm?
"Alright, I guess I can stay for dinner. Maybe I'll get my memories back" says D.J., who is obviously very hungry.
After a few minutes of small talk, a bell rings; witch signifies dinner at the Flynn/Fletcher household.
"Time for dinner," Linda yells to her loving family, "and Candace, can you please move the thing of the table?"
Candace looks at the boys in amazement, as she completely forgot about the paper and the device on the table. She runs into the kitchen, grabs the picture and beeping gizmo, and runs right back into the living room.
"Does this look familiar?" Candace asks D.J., really wanting to know that it was and what it did. After getting a glance of the object, D.J. starts to waver and then he finally goes….
THUDD.
D.J. fell to the floor, no movement, no noise,
Nothing.
