CHAPTER 10- Hey, I'm back!

I've been packing and doing five thousand pounds of homework, some of which I'm supposed to be doing now. I'm such a good role model. (-;

Here is chapter 10, I don't own Phineas and Ferb, and I like this chapter.

Please read on…..

Perry gulped and sat back, hating himself for not stopping her, and watched her stop in front of the water birds wall.

GENERAL POV

Ferb angled his body to the right and scanned the horizon carefully with his sharp eyes. He saw nothing and he rolled his eyes up to try to see Isabella.

You see anything?

Isabella shook her head and sighed. Not a thing. It's like she disappeared off the face of the earth!

She mistakenly threw her arms out in aggravation and almost fell off of Ferb. The seagull quickly tilted his body so that Isabella wouldn't fall off, and then he continued searching. They had been flying for almost a half an hour and they had spotted nothing. Ferb sighed and shook his head before returning to his search. A loud chatter from Isabella a few moments later almost made him have a heart attack.

I see something!

Where?

Isabella pointed towards Ferb's left and he turned his head in that direction, squinting. Sure enough, a few miles away was a small boat. Ferb veered his body that way and Isabella shrieked as she struggled to hold on.

Ferb twittered an apology and then focused his attention on the boat. He kept out of the oarsman's line of sight for the moment, trying to see what he was up against. Everything came into focus as he got closer, and he took in the sight of the boat.

Tanya was sitting at the rear, holding the tiller for the motor boat. (They have those, right?) Next to her sat a shining pistol that her left hand was resting on top of lightly. Ferb gulped and glanced behind her.

A small suitcase was on the floor of the boat, and on the only other bench was a large silver safe, almost bigger than Ferb himself in his current form. Ferb cocked his head, confused at the sight of the safe. Why would she need it? Isabella asked him that very question a second later.

Ferb shook his head. No idea why she's got it. Maybe it's all of her money.

Maybe. But why would she hold herself down like that? It's got to be slowing her down.

I know. I just don't get it.

Isabella shifted on Ferb's back slightly and peered over the edge of his wing, getting a better view of the boat. Ferb angled himself so that he was hovering just behind Tanya, his wings barely moving. The woman was chuckling to herself.

"Dumb animals. Won't ever get back to normal now. I'd love to see them try to attack me…"

Without waiting for another word, Ferb swooped back up into the sky. The second he stopped, Isabella hit him lightly on the head.

Why'd you do that? We could've gotten the revolver, we could've gotten all of it!

Ferb shook his head, adjusting his wings to the downdraft. No. I think I know what's in the safe.

Though Ferb couldn't see it, Isabella's eyes widened. Really? What?

The only things that can get us back to normal.

What? Tell me you're joking.

I wish I was.

Ferb managed to crane his neck around and meet Isabella's eyes. Both of them were tired, Ferb from flying and Isabella from doing nothing, but they both agreed on one thing: they needed to get those potions back. Isabella turned her attention back to the boat as Ferb flew around to see possible entrance strategies. It was a miracle Tanya hadn't seen them yet.

Isabella chattered softly. So, what are we supposed to do?

Ferb shrugged, almost throwing Isabella off for the millionth time. I don't know. You're the Fireside Girl with all of the ideas. What do you think?

Isabella surveyed her options. There weren't many. I don't know. We could dive bomb, but we might miss her and get ourselves hurt. Or just one of us could go down and the other could sneak around the back, but then we will most definitely get shot. Oh, I wish Phineas were here to help!

Isabella instantly regretted saying that. Ferb's muscles tensed under her and she winced, knowing that Ferb was probably thinking about the things Tanya had said earlier.

Ferb? I-I didn't mean-

Whatever. Let's just figure this out. How about we "play a prank" on her?

Isabella was confused for a moment, until she remembered what they had done to Candace. She chuckled. Sure, why not? Get me in low.

Ferb said nothing. Instead, he turned in the opposite direction of the boat and flew for a few moments. He turned around and flapped his wings for a minute before bunching his shoulder muscles together and diving straight towards the woman.

Isabella had to admit, it was fun. The wind streaked her fur and she had to clasp her hands around Ferb's throat to hold on.

Go!

Isabella started, and then she slid around until she was holding onto Ferb's ankles. As soon as he was just behind Tanya, she let go. At the same moment, Ferb let out an angry screech and wheeled around quickly to help.

Tanya spun and shrieked at the top of her lungs as Isabella's webbed feet smashed into her face at about 30 miles an hour. The woman was knocked to the floor from the sheer force of it and Isabella darted to her feet so that Tanya wouldn't get the upper hand. The girl turned platypus punched her in the face quickly, and she thought things were going pretty well until she realized that Tanya had managed to keep hold of the gun.

Tanya realized it too, and she stood up slowly, gripping the side of the boat for support and pointing the gun at Isabella. Ferb froze in mid-air, not daring to make a move.

Isabella gulped and looked up at Tanya nervously. She laughed.

"Dumb girl. You should've just accepted it! I would've given you a good life, and you know it. Now how about that? You could've gotten a great life, but instead you chose to be one of the stupid ones. You just couldn't leave well enough alone, could you?"

Tanya snickered and shook her head, getting a better grip on her gun. "All the other ones who rebelled? They're gone now. You don't want to join them, do you?"

Ferb scowled. That was it. He pulled his wings back and flew at Tanya's head. The woman spun around and fired three shots. he dodged quickly, and she cursed. It wasn't much time, but in the short, quick bursts, Isabella dove onto Tanya's back and bit her neck sharply.

Tanya shrieked and dropped the gun to the floor as she began clawing at her neck. Isabella grimaced as the coppery taste of blood entered her mouth, but she held on nonetheless. Tanya yelped and fell to the floor as well, though she was slightly out of reach of her gun. So instead, she reached for the oar and managed to smack Isabella off.

The platypus cried out and felt her back smack into the boards on the boat hard enough to create stars at the edges of her vision. She scrambled back as Tanya strode up to her, oar raised.

Isabella shut her eyes and threw her arm over her face. A loud shriek made her look up a second later.

Ferb had grabbed a hold of the oar with his claws and was now tugging on it fiercely. Tanya swung the oar to the right and left, but Ferb clung on like his life depended on it…which, it kind of did.

Isabella darted to her feet, trying to ignore the throbbing in her head. She was trying to find something to help with when a cry of triumph rang from Tanya.

The woman had loosened Ferb's grip, and now she swung the oar so that it hit him in the side of the face, sending him flying over the waves until he splashed into the cold salt water.

Isabella gasped and began chattering at Ferb to get up. When he didn't, she dove off the edge of the boat, and ignoring Tanya, who had retrieved her gun, swam out to her friend, her powerful beaver tail acting as a paddle.

Isabella had just reached Ferb when she heard a shot.

A bullet splashed the water just to her right and she yelped. A moment later, shots were coming from every direction, and Isabella was sure she was going to get hit. There was already a stinging in her arm where a bullet had grazed her.

Tanya pulled the gun up once more and Isabella pulled herself over Ferb, still trying to wake him, and at the same time protect him and keep him afloat. The target was dead on, and Isabella was positive that this time the bullet wouldn't miss.

Amazingly, it did, but not in the way she would have anticipated. Just as Tanya squeezed the trigger, a white something flew out of nowhere, trumpeting at the top of its lungs and wrenching the gun from the surprised woman's grasp before dropping it in the ocean.

Isabella, as soon as she saw that the gun was no longer a threat, turned back to Ferb and tried to shake him awake, hoping that the oar hadn't done too much damage. As she turned him over, she realized that the problem wasn't the oar, if the blood spreading through the water was a hint.

She gasped and fingered the bullet hole, trying to determine if the bullet was still in there. She paid no attention as the white...whatever it was settled down next to her, saying nothing. She continued regarding the hole, and when she couldn't spot the bullet, she turned to the animal next to her.

One of the largest water birds in the world, the Trumpeter Swan, was floating next to her. Isabella stifled a gasped as she looked at the amazing creature; no doubt some previous Fireside Girl. The swan had cocked its head and was looking at Ferb in concern, its feathers ruffled in anger. She glanced up at Isabella and the girl almost passed out in surprise.

Candace? she cried in astonishment. The swan bobbed its neck in confirmation and this time, Isabella did pass out.

I like swans. They're pretty.

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