CHAPTER 11- Yup. I'm back. I mean, I was here yesterday too, but…yeah.
I don't own Phineas and Ferb, just Scott, Mrs. Gary, and the concept of Holly's Mom.
So, here is this chapter. I've been dying to write this!
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Ferb scowled, and took his hands away from his hips. He raised them into the air and the glass on the floor went up as well.
"You don't touch my platypus," he snarled. "This ends here."
GENERAL POV
Scott was stunned, but not stupid. The second Ferb threw his hands at him, also flinging the glass, he disappeared from his spot and appeared directly over Perry, holding his pocket knife to the platypus's throat. Perry gulped slowly, and Ferb froze in place.
"You wouldn't dare," he whispered softly.
Scott smiled evilly. "Try me."
Ferb slowly lowered his arms to his sides and looked helplessly at his pet on the table. Perry had changed his facial expression back to pet mode because of the others, but he still managed a sympathetic smile to reassure the boy. Ferb glanced back at Phineas and the others and he noticed that Holly was holding the bag with the glasses in it. A sudden thought crossed his mind and he turned back around to face Scott. He sighed and held up his hands in defeat. If only they would put on the darn glasses!
Phineas glanced at his friends and sister with confusion and they shrugged. Holly glanced down at the bag in her hands and curiosity got the best of her. She pulled a pair of the glasses out of the bag and stuck them on.
Glancing around, she couldn't see anything different, minus the light change. There was Isabella, Phineas and Candace, Ferb looking scared out of his wits, Perry strapped to a table with a knife pressed to his throat by an angry looking teenager, Mrs. Gary standing in the corner of the room-wait, what?
Holly blinked and took a double take. Sure enough, the teen was still there, pressing the glimmering piece of metal to Perry's trembling body. She removed the glasses and the boy disappeared.
Holly gasped in realization and threw the frames back onto her eyes. She leaned over and nudged Isabella with her elbow. The troop leader glanced over and pulled a pair of lenses from the bag. Even though she was confused, she put them on as well, stiffening in horror a few seconds later when her eyes saw the knife.
Holly passed around the last two pairs to Phineas and Candace, and when Phineas saw what was happening to Perry, he almost threw himself forward in rage. Candace grabbed his elbow and pulled him back. She glanced up at Ferb, who still had his back to them.
"Ferb?" she said softly.
Ferb glanced back and a small smile crossed his face at the sight of the glasses. He raised an eyebrow.
"Maybe you should just give up."
Perry's eyebrows furrowed in confusion and he flicked his eyes over to the kids. Why on earth were they wearing sunglasses indoors?
Ferb turned slowly to Scott. "Look, Scott," he said, pausing as a strangled noise came from the back of Mrs. Gary's throat, "please don't hurt Perry. He's one of my best friends. Please! Can't we just forget this whole thing and let bygones be bygones?"
He stepped forward carefully. Meanwhile, Holly glanced up at Mrs. Gary, whose face was pale. The girl hesitated for only a second before handing her glasses to the woman. "I think you need to see this," she whispered as the Irish lady placed the glasses on her nose.
The woman crumpled almost immediately, her knees giving way like a fence with an elephant on it. (What? I stand by that metaphor)
Holly grabbed onto Mrs. Gary's right arm and Isabella darted forward and grasped the other. Candace added her arms to her shoulders and together they lifted Mrs. Gary back into a standing position.
Scott came forward, walking straight through the table at Ferb, glaring at him and holding his knife in the air menacingly. "Look, punk. Don't matter what you say, nothing is going to make me forgive you."
"Scott," whispered Mrs. Gary.
Scott stopped dead in his tracks, so to speak, and looked up in shock at his mother. His expression softened slightly. "Mom?" he whispered hoarsely. The knife in his hand lowered a few inches, and Ferb risked a glance over his shoulder. He smiled faintly at the sight before him: all the kids now supporting Mrs. Gary and Isabella and Holly trading the one pair of glasses between themselves every few seconds.
Mrs. Gary glanced at the kids around her. "Why can't I hear him?" she asked softly.
Ferb sighed. "Mrs. Gary, he's a ghost. You can see him because of those glasses, but you can't hear him."
Mrs. Gary looked between Ferb and Scott, and then back at Ferb. "You can see him and hear him?"
Ferb nodded. Scott raised the knife a few more inches into the air. "Shut up, brat. You don't talk to my Mom," he said, scowling at Ferb. Ferb quickly raised his hands and began talking quietly.
"Scott, I know this is hard on you," he said, "but you need to get over this. I didn't mean to let Bucky run into the street, our fence lock was broken. It always is, just ask anyone!"
Everyone behind him nodded. Mrs. Gary, no longer needing support standing, took a step forward and gazed at the kids. "Your dog was the one that caused my son to crash?"
Ferb winced, but nodded anyway. "I'm sorry."
Mrs. Gary shrugged. "I know sweetie. There was nothin' ya could 'a done. Like ya said, the latch on the door was broken. Wasn't your fault, dearie."
Scott growled. "It's not his fault? What are you talking about, Mom! If it wasn't for his dumb dog, I wouldn't be dead!"
Ferb winced and glanced over at the woman. He softly relayed the message and Mrs. Gary's green eyes darkened. She stepped forward and put a hand on Ferb's shoulder. "Scott, you grew up with me, lad. You were such a good boy. What happened? Your girlfriend broke up with ya, so what? Happens to everyone lad. Didn't mean ya had to go out and drink yourself to your death. Don't you go blamin' this young lad and his friends here. Ya think he wanted to lose his dog?"
Scott glared at Ferb and then shook his head. Mrs. Gary smiled, her eyes beginning to fill with tears. "Hon, this has been just as hard on me as it was you. But I forgave the boy and his family. It was two years ago, Scott. You need to get over it sometime, and ya can't take it out on a poor innocent lad like Ferb here."
Scott swallowed hard, and he looked back and forth between Ferb and his mother. Ferb stepped forward slowly, letting Mrs. Gary's hand fall from his shoulder. "Scott, this wasn't fair. I know that, you know that. We both lost something that day. You lost your life, and I lost my favorite dog in the whole world-and faith in myself to be on top of things."
Ferb paused and took a breath, glancing back at Phineas for encouragement. His brother nodded and he looked back at Scott.
"But you also gave me something, Scott."
Scott raised his eyebrows in surprise. "What?" he asked, unsure if he had heard the boy correctly.
Ferb nodded. "Yes. I've always resented you for torturing me, but I realized recently that I didn't start seeing ghosts until the day you died. I also wasn't able to do this."
He raised his hand in the air and gave a small smile as his sister shrieked when her feet left the floor. He put her down quickly and became serious again.
"I have several friends who just happen to be ghosts. Plus, I was able to help Isabella settle a family matter."
He glanced back at the girl and she smiled. Phineas patted her shoulder softly and Ferb looked back at the ghost in front of him. Scott scrunched his eyebrows together, the knife now at his side.
"So what you're saying is, even though I've tortured you for two years, you're happy that I came around?"
Ferb gave a small smile. "Yeah, thanks." Scott sighed and looked down at the knife in his hands. It disappeared with a *poof* and Ferb quickly flicked a finger into the air, releasing Perry's bonds and letting the platypus go free. Perry scampered to Ferb on all fours, but Ferb pushed him towards Phineas. The Brit glanced back up at Scott.
He had a dazed look on his face, and he was watching Ferb curiously. "You seriously forgive me for everything I've ever done to you?"
Ferb rubbed the fading bruise on his cheek gently and winced. "Maybe not quite everything, but yeah."
He stepped forward and held out his hand. "Truce?"
Scott hesitated and looked over at his mother. For a brief second, Ferb caught a look of longing in his eyes before he turned back to him. Scott grasped Ferb's hand tightly, still scowling slightly. "You're still a brat, but sure, truce."
He pulled away from Ferb and backed quietly into a corner. Ferb glanced over at the small huddle of his friends and caught sight of Holly. A thought hit him so hard in the head that he almost fell over. He turned on his heel and walked over to Scott. The ghost glared down at him as he approached. "What?"
Ferb glanced back at Holly and sighed. "Look, my friend Holly, well her Mum died when she was six. I was wondering, when you get…wherever it is you get to, could you find her Mum and tell her that Holly still misses her?"
The hard look in Scott's eyes softened just a bit as he looked at his own mother. He looked back down at Ferb and smiled grimly. "Sure. What's her name?"
Ferb hesitated. "I think it's Rose. Yeah, Rose Greentree."
Scott raised an eyebrow. "And her name is Holly?"
"Yeah, why?"
Scott shook his head. "Never mind. I'll try my best. And, I'll tell the other ghost's to lay off you. You're not too bad of a kid when I'm not trying to kill you."
Ferb smiled. "Thanks…I think."
Scott looked over at his Mom, smiled at her, and vanished.
Ferb sighed and walked over to everyone, finally grabbing Perry up in his arms tightly.
"Hey, Ferb?" Phineas said.
"Mmmm?" Ferb said, his face still buried in Perry's fur.
"Where'd you get these glasses?"
Phineas held up a pair and Ferb smiled. "Got 'em from a friend."
"OK," the boy said, placing the glasses on the top of his head. The kids followed Mrs. Gary to the top of the basement stairs and out onto the front porch, where to Ferb's surprise, Vanessa was waiting.
"Vanessa?" he said in surprise. He felt Perry tense slightly in his arms, but he focused on the girl in front of him. She peeled herself away from the pole she was leaning on and smiled.
"Hey. Ferb, can I talk to you?"
Mrs. Gary quickly grabbed Candace by the arm and had her lead the kids back into the house for cookies and lemonade. When the door shut, Ferb set Perry down at his feet and looked up. Vanessa cleared her throat lightly.
"So, how'd the rescue mission go?"
Ferb smiled and waved a hand at Perry. The platypus smiled at Vanessa and chattered softly.
"So, why did you need ghost seeing glasses, or as Dad keeps calling them 'Ghost-Buster-inators'?"
Perry's eyes widened and he looked up at Ferb accusingly. Ferb held up his hands in guilt and looked at Vanessa. "Why do you need to know?"
Vanessa chuckled. "I mean, I've seen some pretty weird things Ferb. Like today, for instance. This taxi drove through a giant puddle of water, but not a drop of it hit you or your friends. Oh, and then this other thing; I could've sworn I saw the bag with the glasses in it float into your arms. But, Dad's craziness must be wearing off on me, right?"
She smiled wryly at Ferb and he blushed. "You saw that?"
"The whole bit of it," she said, nodding. Ferb sighed and let his shoulders fall forward. Vanessa frowned and stood up straight. "Hey, bud, if it's that big of a deal, I won't bug you. But if I am guessing correctly, and this is just a hunch, mind you, I'd say you needed the glasses to see the ghost that kidnapped Perry."
Ferb raised his eyes and gave her a small smile. Vanessa grinned. "That was all I needed to know." She glanced down at Perry and the small nick on his fur and then up at Ferb. "I won't mention to Dad about Perry. See ya!"
She waved and headed down the street. Ferb leaned over and pulled Perry into his arms just as Holly poked her head out the screen door. She smiled warmly and Ferb felt a small tightness in his chest as his cheeks grew warmer. "Hey, you all done out here?"
Ferb nodded and Holly poked her head back inside. He glanced down at Perry who was smiling mischievously up at him. Ferb raised his eyebrows, but Perry just chuckled and looked away.
He was going to say something, but everyone poured out the door at once and made it impossible for him to speak to Perry. He looked instead to Mrs. Gary. "Thank you so much. And I'm sorry you had to go through this today."
She smiled and patted Ferb lightly on his cheek. "Don't fret, honey. I'm glad to know that the lad won't be getting into any more trouble. You all got to come visit me sometime, OK hons?"
The kids all nodded and Mrs. Gary smiled as she shut the door. Ferb followed his brother down the steps onto the sidewalk, where he was then mobbed by hugs.
"You saved Perry!" Phineas cried, pumping his fists up and down in unison and jumping around.
Ferb smiled and glanced at his watch. "Um, guys? It's 5:30. We kind of need to get home."
Candace yelped as she spotted her own watch. "Geez, Mom and Dad are going to kill me!"
Phineas chuckled. "Well if they do, at least we'll be able to see you," he said, twirling his pair of glasses around his fingers.
Candace glowered at him, but before a fight could ensue, Holly stepped forward. "Guys, I live the closest to here-like a block away. We can drop me off first and then you can go."
That was what they decided to do in the end, with each of the Flynn Fletcher's taking turns holding Perry as they walked. They reached Holly's street with no problems and turned onto the sidewalk on her road, all of them chattering and laughing.
They were about twenty feet from Holly's house when Ferb finally looked up. He blinked in surprise. A young woman, probably in her late twenties, was sitting on the front stoop of Holly's house. Her long, curly dark brown hair curled gently down her back and over her shoulder's and her light brown eyes twinkled in the light of the sun. She was wearing simple jeans and a t-shirt that perfectly accented her dark skin, and a pair of dark sunglasses were perched precariously on her head. When she stood up, her silver earrings dangled from the movement.
Ferb glanced at Holly and then back at the woman. His breath caught in his throat and he stopped in his tracks. Phineas stopped as well and looked at his brother. "Ferb? What's wrong?"
"Holly," Ferb whispered. The girl looked at him carefully and Ferb reached over and turned her so that she was facing her house. She glanced at it, and then back at him, sure he was joking.
"Yeah?" she said softly. Ferb simply handed her a pair of the sunglasses. Holly took them and put them on, raising her eyebrows. She glanced back over at her house, and then at Ferb, before doing a double take.
Holly dropped to her knees and her lower lip trembled violently.
"Mom?"
Yea! Almost done. Wow, I finished this quickly. There will be like two more chapters, unless I combine it all into one.
You didn't think I was just going to get rid of Holly's Mom, did you? Shame.
And yes, I know some of you wanted a violent battle! But I don't take the diplomatic approach to things!
Anyway, R and R!
