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PJ and Winnie are both two years of age in this chapter.

"Phineas..." Isabella spoke softly from the other side of the bed she shared with her husband.

Phineas moaned as he lifted his head. "Yeah?"

"Can you check on PJ," Isabella asked, referring to the faint crying coming from their son's room?

"Yeah, alright," Phineas answered. He lifted the covers and hopped out of the bed. He rubbed his eyes and yawned before slowly walking out of the room and down the hall, into PJ's room.

Sure enough, the crying became very clear. Phineas entered and found his son weeping on his tiny bed.

"Hey, buddy, what's wrong," Phineas asked solemnly. PJ's watery eyes couldn't cover the excitement he had to see his father. He stood up on his bed and began jumping and laughing excitedly.

Phineas chuckled before walking over to set his son back onto his back. "PJ, whatever you were scared of, it's over. Now it's time to go back to sleep, ok?"

PJ giggled, which Phineas could take as a yes. He kissed his son's head before walking out.

But then PJ started crying again.

Phineas raised an eyebrow before walking back in and asked, "What's wrong, son?"

PJ hopped from his bed and ran as fast as his little legs could take him and he hugged his father's legs, looking up at him with the shiniest blue eyes Phineas had ever laid eyes on.

Phineas smirked and crossed his arms, looking down at his son. "You want to sleep in my room huh?"

PJ smiled wide. Phineas chuckled as he lifted his son and held him against his chest. PJ wrapped his tiny arms around Phineas' neck as Phineas walked out of the room and down the hall into the master bedroom.

Phineas laid PJ on the bed, in between his and Isabella, who was already out like a light. Once they were all tucked in, Phineas turned away from PJ and relaxed his head onto his pillow.

But then his eyes burst open when PJ hopped over him so that he could cuddle with his father to sleep. Phineas cooed and held PJ, who relaxed on his father's chest.

"Daddy..."

Phineas fluttered one of his eyes open. "Yeah, pal?"

PJ reached up to caress his father's cheek. "I love you..."

Phineas cooed and almost felt a tear fall down his cheek. He kissed his son's head before replying. "Right back at ya, pal."

It was a crisp morning. PJ was on the living room floor, playing with the surplus of play dough his grandmother had given him. Isabella cuddles with Phineas on the couch as they watched the morning news. A good start to a good day.

Then, the doorbell rang.

"Oh my god, he's here! They are here!" Phineas exclaimed. He and Isabella hopped from the couch and ran towards the front door. Once they answered it, a British voice was there.

"Miss me much?"

Both Phineas and Isabella cheered as they both embraced Phineas' stepbrother, none other than Ferb Fletcher, who had just moved back to America from England after Phineas offered to co-own his business with his brother.

"Oh, I bet I have been missed, huh?" Ferb chuckled.

They pulled back from the hug. "You have no idea, bro," Phineas said. Then, something caught his eyes. Hiding behind his brother's legs, was a little girl. She had short green hair with a bow top. She wore a blue dress and white leggings, along with green shoes.

Isabella smiled and knelt, smiling at the girl. "Well, aren't you Winnie?"

The girl nodded and smiled timidly. Isabella held out her hand for Winnie to shake. "Hello, I'm your Aunt Isabella," she then pointed up at Phineas, who smiled at the green-haired girl, "and this is your Uncle Phineas."

"Oh, wait Ferb, you have to meet our son," Phineas exclaimed, welcoming both Ferb and Winnie into their house.

PJ was almost don't with his tiny play dough sculpture when his father called for him.

"PJ, come into the kitchen, please."

PJ got up and walked over to the kitchen, he was surprised to see his parents with a mysterious, tall green-haired gentleman.

PJ was standing by the kitchen door when Phineas walked over to him with his brother. The two men knelt as Phineas spoke up with a smile.

"Ferb, this is my son, PJ," Phineas then looked at his son, "PJ, this is my brother, your Uncle Ferb."

Ferb smiled sweetly at the boy and held out his hand for PJ to shake. PJ smiled back and shook the man's hand. He shivered at how big it was, which could be understandable since he is only 2 and Ferb was probably in his late 20s.

"Well, hello there, PJ. I have a feeling you and I will get along pretty well." Ferb spoke. PJ was already attracted to the British accent. He decided to up the ante with the greeting and walked over to give Ferb a hug, which Ferb gladly returned.

Ferb chuckled and looked up at his brother. "He's pretty affectionate, huh?"

Phineas nodded his head. "He honestly is. He's very sweet, too."

"Do you think he's ready to meet...her?"

Phineas nodded and soon enough, Isabella walked over to the three, holding Winnie's hand. PJ caught the sight of the girl and let go of his newly met uncle.

Isabella knelt between the two kids. "PJ, this is Winnie. Winnie, this is your cousin PJ."

Winnie's cheeks were red. She never had a meeting with any other kid before, and moving to this whole new country was already too much for her. She was then taken aback when PJ wrapped his arms around him. She was timid at first, but then returned the embrace.

The three adults stood side by side, letting out a synchronized 'aw' at the two cousins.

It was a start of a beautiful friendship.

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