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And now zee action starts! Le gasp! I feel so pumped to keep writing that I'm tempted to put up two chapters in one day. And just to clarify things guys, I didn't say there WILL be a character death, I said there MAY be a character death. Nothing is set in stone, and I honestly don't know if I have the heart to kill off a character!
helloooo fanfiction: OMG! THE WORLD WOULD END IF PERRY DIED! But don't worry, Perry's not in the running for dying :) I love that platypus too much to kill him haha
Sierra-275: I'm hoping that's a good -_- haha!
Wii Guy: Nup, it wasn't Candace, though trust me, I can bet you she would 'bust' the villain in a completely different way if she got a hold of him! I love that song! The lyrics are so sweet until it's like 'Cause you're younger, we're related, and you're boys' and then I can't help but laugh :) And I'll go and check it out in a second!
writer-person2: There will be more to come in the story, and not just between Candace and Ferb. I'm glad you like them :)
WordNerb93: Gah! If you keep throwing chairs at him, then he'll at least be unconscious, and then what fun can I have in the confrontation chapter with an unconscious villain! And no explosives, sorry, but I promise you everyone's favourite fanboy will be pulling a few Leeroy Jenkins' in the next story. Good lord I can't wait to write for a grown-up Irving armed with explosives and laser guns!
MuchuFox: I agree, there's barely anything in the show that focuses on Candace and Ferb's relationship, which is quite sad as I think that it should be explored more. I do have to say though, there isn't any more Candace and Ferb until after the confrontation, sorry :(
Glee Clue Rock 1251: Thank you!
IzzieGS: Yus, evil dudes! And I can't agree more! Well, I probably could if I wasn't British and I didn't hear the accent everyday so I fell for it, but yeah! And Carpe Diem to you too :)
PersonNoOneCaresAbout: Yus! Canderemy are now officially in! And death, though a potential, I haven't completely decided on yet, but I like your reasoning behind everyone haha! I see your point for each of them :) And in regards to your name-y thing, I care about you!
Days passed, each the same as the rest. Ferb awoke every night with nightmares, varying between seeing Phineas, Vanessa, or in the worse ones, both, killed in front of him. During the day, he split his time between working non-stop with Heinz and sitting with Perry in hospital, watching the platypus slowly recover until he was able to walk without hindering pain again. Ferb helped him every stepped of the way, and though he knew Perry was incredibly annoyed at the fact he wouldn't be able to work in the field, he still helped Isabella and Monogram sifting through different potential villains, and the Fireside girls monitor all information, and pinpoint potential locations, despite all the raids so far coming up empty handed. Candace had called her parents, and told them that Phineas and Ferb had gone off to a weeklong invention convention, and was shocked when her parents just accepted it as if it was nothing. Candace underwent training alongside Buford and Pinky to become more like her alternate self, to be able to lead a team into the battle field, yet still fight for herself if needed. Jeremy would drop in on Baljeet and Ginger to try and help out with the tactic planning.
Ferb sighed and collapsed on his bed after another long day at work, yet no obvious rewards. Heinz had given him a 'Disable-inator' that apparently disabled all weapons within the room it was in when activated, but it had a setback: it disabled all electronic devices as well. Ferb couldn't see how it'd be useful, it wasn't as if he planned to go in on his own. But he accepted it with grace, to not hurt the scientist's feelings, knowing that there was still a small chance it could be useful. He ran his finger over the remote in his pocket. He trusted Heinz's inventions; he just didn't understand their applications.
Ferb ran a hand through his hair, struggling to decide whether to fall asleep and risk facing another nightmare, or lose another night of sleep just to be completely out of it the next day, but avoid the nightmare. He pulled his legs into his chest, and turned to face the alarm clock at the side of him.
10:53. He groaned and pulled the sheets over his head, knowing that if he wanted to help Phineas and Vanessa as much as he could, he'd have to try and brave the nightmares that plagued him. He closed his eyes and begged that he'd be allowed an un-interrupted night.
Ferb slowly drifted into a deep sleep, not even waking when Perry chattered rather loudly at Ferb to alert him he had arrived. Perry simply jumped on Phineas' bed and pressed himself against the missing boy's pillow, desperate for his safe and swift return. To Perry, life wasn't complete without both of his owners. He'd do anything to have them both safe.
Candace lay in her old bed, asleep, whimpering with her arms wrapped around Jeremy, holding with tight. Jeremy was asleep too, but he didn't move an inch or make a noise like his fiancé. He just worried in his dream state about her and her brothers.
Candace woke, her eyes wide open and glistening with tears. She empathised with Ferb and the nightmares that took sleep away from him: she had them too. She held back a scream as she realised she was back in reality, and rolled her head up to look at the clock. 3:51. She sighed and closed her eyes ever slowly, scared of what her mind had for her, lurking in the dark, but desperately needing the sleep due to a lack of it, just like Ferb.
Candace let her eyes shut once more, and drifted away again into a deep, terrifying sleep. The Flynn-Fletcher household quietened once again.
Ring ring.
Ferb groaned and pressed his head into the pillow, trying to block out the irritating noise rousing him from his sleep. It was the most bearable nightmare he'd had so far, and he both wanted and needed the sleep.
Ring ring.
He tried hitting the alarm clock with his hand, and when that didn't stop the noise, he opened his eyes, and realised it was far too early for his alarm clock to be going off. He jumped out of bed, alert searching for the source of the noise.
Ring ring.
His flashing cell phone caught his eye. Ferb dove it at, clutching it in both hands, fearing that it was the agency calling him in again due to another emergency. He stared at the screen for a moment.
Unknown Caller.
Ferb made his way downstairs quickly, muffling the ringing phone in his hands. He rushed into the kitchen, then quickly looked around to make sure he was alone. When he was certain no-one else was in the room with him, he accepted the call, and nervously lifted the phone to his ear, unsure of what to anticipate.
"Hello?"
"Oh sorry, wrong number…" Ferb visibly relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief. Then the person on the other line started laughing. Slowly, like a slight giggle, then building up into a maniacal laugh. Ferb's heart froze, and the laughing ceased just a quickly as it began.
"I'm just kidding, I know exactly whose number this is, Ferb Fletcher." Ferb was more than certain now of the intentions of the person on the other line, and his anger quickly overrode his fear He growled slightly.
"What. Do. You. Want." He hissed, exaggerating and emphasizing every word. He started clenching his fist by his side, despite the person his anger was directed at being on the phone with him, not there in person. But hell, if he was there in person… Ferb wasn't sure what he'd be capable of then, but it'd sure be a hell of a lot more than he'd do to another person.
"You know exactly what I want. I simply wanted you and Heinz to stop inventing," the person on the other line said in a mock innocent voice. "But seeing as you didn't do that, there's a price to pay." Ferb started to run towards the tree elevator in the back garden. He figured that OWCA probably had some form of tracking device. But Ferb stopped dead when a shrill, pained scream came from his phone. A scream he'd never heard before, and hoped to never hear again.
"You-you monster! What have you done?" Ferb shouted down the phone, his voice a mix of agony, fear and anger. He started moving again, faster than before, hitting his fist on the bark three times. His knuckles ached; Fern had more punched the bark than knocked it, but it worked all the same. The door slid open, and Ferb rushed in.
"Nothing… yet. It's been nice taunting, I mean, talking to you Ferb." The voice said, rather smugly. He heard something in the background, someone shout his name, then a bang. The phone line died, leaving him with an irritating monotone buzz. The elevator jolted to a stop, and the door slowly opened.
Peter stood in front of the elevator door, holding some form of ray gun aimed at Ferb's head…
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What did I tell you? Zee start of zee action! Don't kill me yet! Wait till Chapter 15, then I'll understand completely why you want me dead haha. Please review! And thanks for reading :)
