Inspired by Upside down by Jack Johnson

I'm sorry. I know now this was my fault. If I knew sooner that this would happen I would not have done what I did. I would not have let you given up. I know my apology won't solve anything, I just hope its enough to be the first step to the recovery of our relationship.

-Ferb Fletcher

He placed the letter down on the desk and read it for the tenth time. He meant every word. He wanted to change the past but knew he wouldn't be able to. He wanted to make it as heartfelt as possible. He wanted it to be believable. He wanted his brother to be like he use to. As much as he wanted it, he knew this letter wouldn't make that much of a difference. Ferb bit down on the end of his pencil, internally debating on whether it was good enough. He placed the pencil down and folded the paper. He placed it on Phineas' bed in their shared room after he pushed in the desk chair. He hoped it would at least make him stop crying. It was very out of character for his brother to waste away days sitting under the old tree crying away. Then again he wasn't the same since their projects had stopped.

Had I really been that mean? Did I have to just tell him off like that? Ferb remembered the painstaking words. "Phineas...Phineas one of these days I thought you would come to your senses! I've tried to give you hints, but you're so bloody oblivious! Phineas, we can not, now matter how much you believe, do everything! It's just not attainable!" As much as it hurt Phineas, it hurt him to say, he had not only told his brother off but he had also made him gave up hope. Did he have to be so mean? Ferb let his mind wander away. He lay on his own bed and stared up at the ceiling before falling asleep.

Phineas stayed under the tree crying until his eyes were blood shot. He cried until he ran out of tears. He cried until he hade given himself a headache. He plodded up the stairs and into his shared room. Upon his reach to the bed he found the letter.

His eyes drifted to his brother lying in his own bed asleep. He was right there wasn't anything, anyone of that matter, could do to change this. Phineas had finally lost hope. "Thank you, Ferb," he spoke. "I'm just going to take a nap" he said sliding into the covers. He knew his brother had probably heard him in his sleep. He was after all a light sleeper.

"It was all a bad dream! I didn't stop making projects and I didn't spend almost all of the summer doing nothing!" he cried popping out of bed like a piece of toast in the toaster. Ferb, who had woken up earlier and was reading a book, just rolled his eyes.

"You know, no matter how many times you try that it's not going to work!" he stated matter-of-factly. Phineas had tried about five times already.

Phineas sighed. "I know Ferb." He had started sniffling again "I haven't gotten a-a-ny s-sleepp….I just…I just…." He couldn't muster up the power to finish, he had started crying. Again.

"The Phineas Flynn I know wouldn't cry over this!" was all Ferb said before meeting the gaze of his book.

"Your r-r-right!" Phineas sniffled.

There was silence and Phineas sat back down and tried to sleep but he just kept turning and tossing.

Ferb tried to ignore his brother's efforts in sleeping,he couldn't just ignore his brother's pain. He tried reading his book. He read a couple of lines on the page. Immediately, he had an idea of how to cheer up his step brother.

"You should probably get some rest, you have a big day tomorrow!" his brother stated before exiting the room, book in hand. He didn't have to see his brother's face to know he left him puzzled. And it didn't help that those were the most words he had said in a while.

Note: Did you like it? bittersweet feelings when I say last chapter will be up tomorrow!:0