EPILOGUE- Final chapter (minus an author's note I'll post in two weeks; more about that at the bottom). I know I got this chapter up quickly, but I loved writing this so much and I have a million other stories ready and waiting to be typed.
Gamelover41592: No, that would most likely be a (another) sequel, if you guys all want one.
Fvcutie0028: Yes, yes she is. Even in the show. Ever notice that Lawrence, like, knows everything the boys do and she doesn't?
Living Encyclopedia: Yes, that was the idea! And I'm glad you like said idea…now I'd love it if other people would tell me (hint to everyone who is cool enough to read author's notes)
Carifoo2001: Thank you, and I thought about that for a bit, but I realized that I have no plot idea for that. It just wouldn't end up working and I'd get rid of it. But it's a good idea!
MGD: I would totally do that! I love all the people who read and review my stories, and believe me when I say that I've read a lot of theirs (yeah I do!)
I don't know when it happened, but I started reading authors notes. Probably because I get so frustrated when people don't read mine…
I don't own Phineas and Ferb, The Little Mermaid, or Gravity Falls.
But mark his words, he'd figure out what the heck was going on eventually.
GENERAL POV
Phineas snapped his laptop shut, smiles on everyone's faces after the conversation they had just had with Dipper and Mabel. Mabel had been bedazzling things with sparkly macaroni, and when the twins had called….let's just say that the things she was bedazzling weren't the only things bedazzled.
"I thought you guys fixed that thing?" Candace chuckled softly, looking over at Phineas and Ferb and referring to the bedazzling gun.
Phineas snorted. "Well we didn't program it for macaroni!"
Everyone burst into laughter, Jeremy rubbing Candace's shoulder lightly.
"Kids? Can...can I have some time with Candace, please?" Linda said softly, effectively stopping all conversation and giggling.
The children nodded immediately. "We'll be at Isabella's, Mom," Phineas said, leaving the yard quickly, the gang following.
Lawrence kissed his wife on the cheek and slipped inside. Linda glanced over at Jeremy, who smiled, pecked Candace on the forehead, and left the backyard.
Linda stared at her daughter for a long time, and Candace picked gently at the grass that she was sitting on. Finally, Linda sighed.
"Candace, honey," she said softly.
Candace glanced up, her eyes searching her mother's quietly. She sat up a little and fiddled with her fingers, leaning her shoulders against the scratchy bark of the tree behind her. "What, Mom?" she asked softly.
Linda gulped slightly, her throat choking up. "Honey, I…I'm so sorry. About what I said last night. I didn't mean it."
Candace chewed her lip, heavy in thought. "Mom…I just…I wanted you to believe me. For once," she whispered, breaking the piece of grass she held grasped in her fingers.
"Candace," Linda said, scooting over to sit directly next to her daughter, "I was just so tired of hearing about what the boys were doing. Honey, for once I want to hear what you're up to. Let the boys tell me what they're doing. You worry about you."
Candace gave a small smile and tossed aside the two pieces of grass. "What do you want to hear about?"
Linda shrugged and wrapped a light arm around her daughter's shoulder, giving her a side hug. "Why don't you start out with what happened today? I'm a bit lost on everything."
Candace chuckled gently and leaned on her mother a little, tucking her head on Linda's shoulder like she had done when she was a little girl. "Well, when I woke up today I had no idea who or where I was."
She told her mother the story quietly, taking almost an hour, and by the time she had finished it was getting close to dinner time.
Her mother stood up and leaned down, pulling Candace to her feet and steadying her. "Honey, I am so proud of you, and so sorry for what I said. Candace, can you please forgive me?"
Candace gave a small smile and wrapped her arms around her mother, giving the woman a tight hug. "Duh. You're my mom. Of course I can."
Linda chuckled and the two women walked inside to start dinner.
The next morning, Candace woke up to the sound of her door creaking open. She blearily opened one eye to see Phineas, Ferb, and Perry peeking in her room.
She raised a lazy eyebrow at them and Phineas smiled sheepishly. "We just wanted to make sure you were in here."
Candace rolled her eyes and chucked her pillow at the door, efficiently getting rid of Phineas and Ferb. Perry, however, was not so easily deterred. As Phineas and Ferb ran down the hall and down the stairs, the platypus stepped into the room on all fours, and then shut the door lightly with his webbed foot.
He hesitated, pulling his hat in his hands and twisting it around like he did when he was nervous.
Candace cocked her head at him. "Perry? What's up?" she asked, sitting up and combing out her tangled hair with her fingers.
Perry glanced down at the floor, and then raised his eyes to meet Candace's. "We…Pinky, Carl, and I…we have some people we want you to meet."
Candace froze, her fingers getting stuck on a particularly tough knot. She yanked viciously at it, pulling out her fingers along with a clump of her orange hair. "Oh no. Perry, Monogram didn't find out, did he?"
Perry rapidly shook his head. "No, no, nothing like that. If he had…Pinky and I would probably already be gone."
Candace winced and slid out of bed, kneeling and patting the platypus on the head. "Let me get dressed, and then I'll meet you in your lair, ok?"
Perry nodded quickly and left the room. Candace slid into her usual everyday clothes, and then slipped into her closet and opened up the hatch that was there (Carl had been sure to design it so that it would accommodate Candace as well).
She landed in a light crouch behind a post, a design Carl had done on purpose, just in case Monogram happened to be on screen. Candace rose lightly to her feet, peering carefully around the post.
She took in a sharp breath.
Perry, Pinky, and Carl were standing in relaxed positions around the monitor, but two other…people, she supposed, were with them; a dog, that Candace knew was Agent Derek the dog, and a girl that looked remarkably like Carl.
Pinky, as if sensing Candace was there, glanced up and smiled. "Candace, get over here now you silly," he woofed in his Mexican accent.
Perry looked over and beckoned lightly. Candace stepped from behind the post, her legs trembling a little.
Carl realized immediately how nervous she was, and he chuckled. "Candace, calm down. This is my twin sister, Carla. And I think you've heard of Derek," he said, gesturing to the dog at his side.
The dog's eyebrows shot up in surprise and he glanced over at Carl in shock.
It was at that point that Candace realized that neither newcomer to the room looked surprised to see her. She slowly narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms, cocking her hip to the left in a defiant pose. "How much do they know?" she demanded.
Carla's eyebrow's shot up. "Wow, you're right. She is fast," she said, her tone clearly impressed.
Carl winced a little. "Candace, they pretty much know everything."
Candace paused, and then glanced down at Perry and Pinky. "They're not going to like, turn us in, right?"
The intern and his sister shook their heads. "Of course not. Candace, Carla has known about you for a few weeks now."
Candace whipped her head around to stare at the young woman, who gave her a grin. "Come on, Candace," Carla said with a chuckle, "I knew my brother knew, and I figured that if you had kept the agency a secret for this long that you wouldn't be spilling the secret anytime soon."
Candace gave a small smile. "Thanks, Carla. And Agent D?" she said, turning to the dog and raising an eyebrow.
Agent D just gave a smirk and shook his head. Pinky and Perry rolled their eyes and just shook their heads. "He's not going to tell, Candace," Pinky barked. "He promised."
Candace nodded. "Thanks, Derek."
Derek nodded, a little more humble this time, and then quickly said something to Perry and left via one of the tubes.
Candace shrugged. "So now what?" she asked softly.
Carl rolled his head a little, cracking his neck and rubbing a shoulder with his hand. "Now? Beats me. But I've got to warn you, Candace."
Candace raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Warn me about what?"
"Not about what," Carl corrected. "About who. I think that Monogram knows we're up to something. He hasn't said anything, but he's been giving me weird looks lately."
Perry nodded. "Me too. I don't think he knows anything, but still. We need to be more careful."
Candace nodded and said goodbye to Carl and Carla, and then went, together with Perry and Pinky, back upstairs and into the yard, where Phineas and Ferb, along with Isabella, were fiddling with some machine.
"What are you guys doing?" Candace asked curiously, Pinky and Perry trotting over to their respective owners and sitting down.
Phineas glanced up with a smile. "We're making sure that our mermaid to human and vice versa machine won't accidentally like shoot off or something."
Candace raised a small eyebrow, a smile pulling at her features. "Really? You guys aren't like, jealous or anything? Wouldn't want to try it on yourselves?"
Phineas practically dropped the machine, and both he and Ferb turned beet red. Candace crossed her arms and looked at them, a sympathetic smile on her face.
Phineas sighed, tugging at his ear. "Did…did Ariel tell you?"
Candace pursed her lips slightly and shook her head. "No."
"Then who did?" Phineas questioned.
Ferb answered his question for her with a small groan. "We did. Just now," the green haired boy mumbled, ducking his head to avoid making eye contact with his sister.
Candace nodded. "Bingo."
Phineas glanced away, embarrassed. Candace walked over to her brothers and rested a hand on each of their shoulders. "Guys, don't worry. It's nothing to be embarrassed about. Isabella was jealous a while ago."
Both boys whipped their heads up and looked at their friend, who glanced up from where she was making a dandelion chain. "What? Oh, yeah. I was. And then I talked to Candace about it and got over it," she said with a smile and a shrug.
Phineas shrugged. "Yeah but…I mean, it's weirder, because we're boys."
Candace lightly wacked him upside the head. "Oh shush, Phineas. Don't worry about it. I swear, anytime you guys want to use that thing on yourselves, go for it. I won't judge. Believe me, it isn't that great. Besides, you guys could invent something ten times better."
Phineas and Ferb gave her sheepish smiles. "Thanks, Candace," Phineas said softly.
Candace nodded and stepped back. Her eyebrows furrowed. "But I can't believe you guys made this without permission!" she cried, moving towards the house.
She threw open the door, crying out, "MOM!"
She froze, her hand on the handle of the sliding door, her brain working overtime as she glanced over her shoulder. This was exactly how the fight had started two days ago. She had been running inside to tell her mother about the invention the boys had been working on outside.
"Yes, Candace?" her mother called back, a weary sigh in her voice.
Candace paused, and then slid the door shut. "Mom, can I tell you about the underwater place where I stayed?"
Her mother poked her head around the corner, surprise on her features. She gave a wide smile and nodded.
"I'd like that a lot, Candace."
Candace smiled and joined her mother in the living room. "Me too, Mom."
Fin. The end.
But I'd love feedback. Please tell me if you want me to do yet another sequel. I've actually really enjoyed this series, both reading your comments and writing it. I wouldn't mind doing a fourth one, where Monogram tries to figure out what's going on. But I want to know if you would read it.
Leave a comment, and I'll make my decision within the next two weeks and put it up in an author's note. (If the answer is yes, you'll get a sneak peek!)
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