Author's notes: Just because I am posting a bunch of other stories, doesn't mean I have forgotten about this one. It's called multi-tasking...it's possible! Oh, and why are some stories rated M because of 'rock and roll'? Seriously! I listen to Rock and Heavy Metal! Enough ranting, enjoy!

Quality Time

With Phineas being unintentionally stuck at home, he didn't have much to do. Candace and Jeremy had returned home with Amanda to their house on the other side of Danville, so that crossed babysitting out of the options list. His mother and father were busy working at their antique shop, which somehow managed to pay bills and insurance. He could stop by Danville High and visit his friends, but no doubt that the teachers wouldn't allow him to 'interrupt' the class, as they had once put it.

"Maybe a stroll around town..." Phineas mumbled, and he realized what he had said. "Stroll...who says stroll?"

He sat up from the couch and grasped the remote on the coffee table. He turned the T.V. on, and started to flip through channels. Phineas stopped switching channels, and found himself on some documentary about the ocean sea sponge.

"The sea sponge is a marine life form that lives under water..." the narrator depicted, and continued to talk about the colorful sea sponge on screen. The idle thought of water popped into Phineas's mind.

'Water...'

'Life...'

'Water life...'

'Aqua...'

'Aquatic...'

'Semi-aquatic...'

"Perry!" Phineas proclaimed with amusement, and turned to find his pet platypus in his little pet bed, but he was nowhere to be found.

"Hey, where's Perry?" Phineas wondered aloud, looking around the place. Wanting to find out, Phineas turned off the T.V. and rose from the couch. He started to look around for his pet, but found no evidence of where Perry might be. Not in his pet-bed, kitchen, basement, kitchen, or in their bedrooms.

Phineas found himself standing in the middle of his bedroom.

He glanced at the old alarm clock that was placed beside his bed.
Every day he use to wake up before 7:00 A.M. and hit the alarm right before it rang, and then he and Ferb would get ready to start their next big project.

That little reminisce brought back good memories and times he had spend with his little group of neighborhood friends building and seizing every day.

With that in mind, he turned and gazed out the window and set his eyes upon the green backyard with the oak tree. He tried to remember all of their inventions, but his brain could vaguely recall any of them. Still remembering the spot, Phineas reached under his bed, and pulled out a bunch of rolled-up dusty blueprints made long ago. His eyes almost reacted to the amount of dust that brew up.

Carrying the blueprints under one arm, Phineas headed down and made his way outback.

As he slid open the back door glass panel, he felt the warm air hit him and the fresh smell of air.

Phineas went out and closed the panel behind him, and went over to the big oak tree.

As Phineas leaned back on the tree's trunk and plopped himself down on the grass, he noticed that the oak tree's trunk had grown thicker.

Setting the stack up rolled up blueprints beside him, he grabbed one of them and unrolled it, revealing the blueprint and design to a big invention.

"I remember this..." Phineas sighed as he examined the model and calculations, which seemed to tick inside the back of his mind. "Was I really that smart?"

Just then, he felt something soft brush up against his arm. His arm jerked up, and Phineas almost started to jump up, but his eyes caught the little rectangular teal shape and a beak.

"Oh, there you are Perry." Phineas said as he pulled the little middle-aged platypus close to him.

"Grrrrgrrrgrrr." Perry greeted in his dumb-minded state.

"Do you remember when Ferb and I built this?" Phineas asked caringly, reaching his arm around Perry to show the blueprint.
Perry mindlessly plopped his bill on Phineas's thigh and blankly stared at designs and schematics.

"Grrrgrrrgrrr."

"Yeah I doubt we can't make it again." Phineas said placing the blueprints aside, and reached over for another blueprint.

LATER ON...

Ferb made his way to the back fence gate, carrying his heavy backpack full of a night's worth of homework.

In the distance, he could hear the sirens echo in the distance somewhere in the city; Ferb wondered who was the unfortunate sucker to get caught.

His hand opened the fence gate, and his eyes came upon the sight of Phineas sitting underneath the old oak tree with Perry sleeping on his lap. Phineas had two piles of their old blueprints stacked on both sides, and he was analyzing one of the blueprints.

Phineas heard Ferb's entry, and looked up with a smile at Ferb.

"Hey Ferb." Phineas greeted. Ferb nodded in his direction, and started to make his way over to the sliding glass backdoor.

"You do realize that your date with Isabella is tomorrow right?" Ferb reminded. Phineas's mind snapped.

"Oh yeah it is!" Phineas exclaimed, not knowing how the date and day had slipped his mind. "Wait, how do you know?"

"Isabella told the group."

"What group?"

Ferb raised his eyes and started to scratch his head.

"Wait, you mean this is a group thing?" Phineas asked, "As in a bunch of other dates go out together?"

Ferb just nodded his head, and went inside, leaving Phineas flabbergasted in the evening sunlight.

Author's notes: Sorry for the filler chapter...but the next one will be better.