"You going to be alright getting home Phineas?" Joseph asked, looking down at the boy. "It's a long walk back to Danville."

"Perry and I will be fine. Right boy?" Perry chattered in agreement.

"I guess that settles it then."

Phineas adjusted the backpack on his shoulders. "Thanks for the food. You really didn't have to give us your leftovers. We would have been fine."

"It was my pleasure."

"There's one thing I still don't understand."

"What's that?"

"All this time, Perry and I set out to find a star and we never found it."

Joseph knelt down, pointing to the sky. "Look up little one. It's closer than you think."

Phineas looked up, eyes widening. There, shining above them, was the star. It was bigger and brighter than he could have imagined. He swooped Perry up, spinning around. "The star! We found it! It was here all along Boy!"

Perry chattered weakly, his stomach knotting. Thankfully, Phineas set him down just as quickly.

The boy grinned. "Thanks Joseph. For everything."

"You're welcome. Now be careful Phineas."

"I will!" He called over his shoulder as he left. He turned to Perry. "Can you believe everything that happened tonight? I can't wait to tell Ferb!"

Ferb stood out in the snow, anxiously checking his watch. Phineas and Perry had been gone for several hours and he was starting to get worried.

Just as he was ready to call Isabella and a form a search party, he heard something.

"Ferb! Ferb!" Phineas came tearing across the yard, Perry hot on his heels. He skidded to a stop in front of him. "Ferb! Bro! You're not gonna believe the night we just had! That star? It was shining over a stable. It was huge! We ended up sleeping in the stable because it was cold and the inn was full and then…"

Ferb smiled. He couldn't get a word in if he tried.

"And then Perry climbed into the feeding trough with him and they snuggled and they told me his name was Jesus. They said he loved me very much and that he's a really important baby. I don't know how important, but I know it's big! And then I sang him a song and then…and then…" He put his hands on his knees, gasping for breath.

Ferb put a hand on his brother's shoulder. "You met the Messiah."

Phineas stared at him. "The wha-?"

"The Messiah. And this will be a sign into you: you shall find the Babe wrapped in swaddling clothes and lying in a manger."

"Still not following Bro."

Ferb laughed. "I'll show you. I'll—"

But before he could finish, Perry raced past them, headed for the house.

Phineas blinked. "Wow. I wonder where he's going?"

Perry raced into the house, desperate to find it before the boys did. Something Ferb said had hit him and he had to find out if it was true. He would have been afraid of stealing it if it weren't for the fact that Ferb had one in his room.

A quick sweep of the living room and he found it. He was about to grab it in his jaws when he realized that to drool over it might be considered sacrilege.

He got to his feet, gently picking the leather book up and tucking it under his arm.

Making sure the boys were still outside, he dived into his lair entrance behind the painting above the couch. If anyone knew, it would be him.

The second his feet hit the lair, he back flipped across it and landed squarely next to a door. He opened it, despite the sign that read Restricted Access.

"Agent P?" Carl turned from his computer, staring at him. "Agent P, you're not supposed to be in here. This is Mission Control, you know that." He paused. "Although Monogram is gone, so I guess its okay. What are you doing here anyway? I thought you were on vacation." Perry climbed onto a nearby chair, handing the book to the intern.

"The Bible? You want me to read this to you? You never cared before. Why now?"

He scrambled over to the computer, typing frantically. Phineas and I saw a baby tonight. He was in a stable lying in a feeding trough. There was a big star over it.

"A star?" Carl got up, pulling back the curtain and looking out the window. His eyes widened. "Oh my." He sat down quickly, legs shaking. "Agent P, what else was there?"

More typing. They said his name was Jesus. That he loved everyone and was very important. The parents were named Mary and Joseph. I felt this warmth and peace around the baby. The typing paused for a moment, only to resume at a much slower pace. Am I crazy?

Carl put a hand on Agent P's shoulder. "You're not crazy Agent P. It's all right here." He patted the book. "We'll start in Luke Two." He opened the book and began to read. "And in those days, a decree went out from Caesar Augustus that all the people in the district be taxed…"

As Perry listened to the story, it all became clear. Every word of the story was true. He had met the baby Jesus and Phineas had sung to him. They had witnessed a Christmas miracle.

"Fear not, for I bring you tidings of great joy which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David, a Savior, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you. You shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes and lying in a manger."

"And suddenly there was within the heavens a multitude of angels, singing 'Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, goodwill toward men.'" Carl closed the book, looking at the O.W.C.A Agent before him. He smirked. "That's what Christmas is all about Perry the Platypus."

Perry raised a brow.

"Sorry. I just had to say that."

A/N: Well, that's it for this story. Next one will be posted tomorrow, so stay tuned!