I do not own any of these characters. Man, I am thirsty...FOR DRAMA!

Late November. Ferb had already packed his bags as it was nearing one of his favorite occasions: Thanksgiving. This had been the longest he had spent without Phineas, his parents, and his friends, and Ferb was eager to see them all, especially Vanessa.

He sighed as he laid on his bed in his dorm room. As much as he loved England, primarily London, it just didn't feel just like home like Danville, which could be understandable, since he had lived in Danville more than he had lived in London.

He also thought about Vanessa and shivered. Not of the thought of meeting her, but the thought of her dad ever finding out what she and Ferb did. Ferb just had to remain calm, as he figured there would be no trace of that night. There would be no way Heinz would ever find out...right?

He checked the time on his phone and figured he should get going. His flight would be departing soon.

Meanwhile, in Danville, Linda had invited Isabella and her mother to join the Flynn-Fletchers over for Thanksgiving, along with Candace, her husband Jeremy, and their young daughter Amanda. While the girls were in the kitchen, fighting over how to properly cook a turkey, the guys sat in the living room, watching football, anxiously waiting for Ferb's arrival.

Phineas sat in between his stepfather and Jeremy. He played with his thumbs, wondering what to tell Lawrence. This was something that has plagued his mind for so long, ever since Ferb had told him.

After a while, he figured he might as well let it go. Sure, Ferb and Vanessa may have made love without their parents' consent and all, but if it was just that night, then what does that have to do with any of Phineas' business. Plus, his brother trusted him, so if Phineas were to expose their shared secret, it may be enough to break their close bond forever.

Just then, Lawrence's cell phone rang. Jeremy and Phineas turned as the older British man answered.

"Yes...oh hello, Ferb...you're here! I'm on the way!"

Lawrence hopped to his feet and went towards the front door.

"Dad's, what's up?" Phineas asked curiously.

Lawrence turned. "You're brother's flight just landed. I'm heading to the airport to pick him up for dinner."

Phineas and Jeremy both looked at one another with huge smiles on their faces but then turned annoyed as the ladies were still bickering in the kitchen.

"No, mom! You're supposed to cook the turkey at 400 degrees for 30 minutes."

"Candace, you haven't cooked for me in your entire life! It was up to me to feed you growing up! Vivian, hand over the spatula!"

"Linda, you and Candace better step aside, amiga! Isa!"

"I got it, mom!"

Heinz got the note from Vanessa that Ferb's flight has landed. The former mad scientist was out for blood. After hearing from Vanessa about the special night with Ferb, and having to figure out that he was the one that got Heinz's precious daughter pregnant, the elderly man was certain to have Ferb meet the other end of his -inator's ray blast.

He stepped on the gas and raced towards the airport. It was about 30 minutes away, so he had to get there fast. It wouldn't be long before any one of Ferb's petty family members picks him up and takes him home, and as of now, Heinz had no idea where Ferb lived. He just got to get to the airport in time to catch the green-haired boy.

He drove 10 miles over the speed limit to make it to the airport. He parked his car and hopped out, racing into the airport.

Once he got inside, he looked around furiously for Ferb. There were hundreds of people in that place, all trying to either get their luggage or get into their flights.

As Heinz looked around, he dug his fingers into his hands and started breathing heavily. Then, he heard a familiar voice call out.

"Dad!"

Heinz turned and looked towards the exit. He saw Ferb running halfway across the airport, with a bag hanging off his right shoulder. Heinz then saw an older man with brown hair pulling Ferb in for a hug.

That must be his father. Heinz thought, but he knew this was his chance. He needed to catch Ferb before he could get away. As he was walking to the hugging father and son. He bumped into a security guard.

"Sorry," Heinz mumbled, scratching his head. He was then stopped by the same guard, who spoke menacingly.

"Sir, what are you doing here with a lab coat? Are you hiding anything?"

Heinz looked baffled. "Of course not, sir. This is just my ordinary attire."

The guard nodded. "Right, well you have a good day."

"You too," Heinz smiled, then turned only to find the Ferb and his father to be gone."

Heinz frowned and yelled. "No!" He caught the attention of several other people, who looked away and walked away from the elderly man, most likely out of fear of him.

Heinz then raced outside, only to find a station wagon with Ferb inside in the passenger seat driving away. Heinz balled his fists, as he knew his planned foiled and god knows how he can get in contact with Ferb's parents, or how he can get his hands on the boy now.

Just then, his phone rang. Heinz picked it up and held it against his ear.

"Hello," He answered.

"Dad," the voice on the other line spoke.

"Vanessa, I'm sorry, I lost him. He got away!"

"It's okay, Dad," Vanessa said, "I know where he lives."

Heinz's eyes lit up as he entered his car. "I'm listening," he snickered. It was the end of the line for Ferb Fletcher. He hung up the phone and started his car up. He knew for sure that the green-haired British fellow is going to either have to deal with Heinz himself or Ferb's own parents after everyone hears about the news.

Ferb arrived at his childhood home. He smiled wide as he and his father approached the front door. Lawrence pulled out his house keys and unlocked the door. Once it was opened, he allowed Ferb in first.

Ferb walked inside and set his duffel bag aside. He then heard a voice coming towards him.

"Ferb!" Ferb looked up and smiled as his brother flung into his arms. The two laughed as Phineas nearly tackled Ferb to the ground. The boys hopped up and down holding each other for about a minute before Phineas pulled back.

Candace came over and pushed Phineas out of the way. "Move it," she blurted out before turning to Ferb, smiling. "Come here, you." She pulled her stepbrother in for a hug.

Ferb chuckled. "It's great to see you guys."

"It's great to see you," Candace said, pulling away from the hug.

Ferb looked over and walked into the kitchen as he saw his mother set the turkey into the oven. He approached Linda and spoke with a smile.

"Hello, mother."

Linda turned and her eyes widened at the sight of her stepson. Before long, a huge smile formed on her face as she quickly took off her oven mitts and wrapped her arms around Ferb.

"Oh, honey, you're here!" She exclaimed, "oh, how I missed you," she pulled back before smothering Ferb's face with kisses.

After greeting Isabella, her mother, and Jeremy, Ferb sat with the other guys in front of the TV watching football while the ladies were preparing the rest of the food.

He sat in between his brother and father. Jeremy, who sat at Phineas' left side, decided to spark up a conversation.

"So, Ferb, how was Camford on Oxbury?"

Ferb rolled his eyes, "Man, it felt as if I did not belong."

Phineas looked over confused. "Well, why not?"

"Because being there made me realize just how much America changed me."

Lawrence chuckled, "So you're saying you realized how much of a yank you are."

Ferb looked over with a smug look on his face. "Father, who attended Danville High School as an exchange student then went to Danville University as an international student? Trust me, you're more of a yank than I am."

Phineas and Jeremy snickered as Lawrence scoffed. "Touche, son. Touche."

After about an hour, dinner was finally ready. All members of Ferb's household, as well as his sister, brother-in-law, his brother's girlfriend, as well as Isabella's mother all, sat side by side at the table. Candace sat Amanda in her high chair in between both of Amanda's uncles.

"Move it, Ferb! I'm obviously Amanda's favorite uncle." Phineas teased with a smile.

"Oh, that is a bunch of bull, Phineas!" Ferb turned to Amanda and began laying kissing on her face.

"Okay, that's enough, boys," Lawrence declared, "now, eat up."

Ferb and Phineas obliged and began to fill their plates with the delicious food that was presented to them. Soon, the entire gang was feasting and chatting. Amanda was just relaxing with her sippy cup, while her two uncles were practically fighting for her affection. Isabella and her mother were chatting about her time living on campus, while the other adults were chatting about antiques.

After a while, the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it," Ferb offered. He hopped off his chair and darted towards the door. He fixed his hair for the next guest before opening up the front door to his house.

"Hello," the color of his face turned pale as he saw who was at the front door. An elderly man with gray hair, with a slouch back, wearing a white lab coat and a black shirt underneath.

Ferb stammered. "M-Mr. Doof," he chuckled nervously, "what brings you here?"

"Ferb, who's at the door, son," Lawrence called out before walking over to where his son was standing. He was able to see who was at the door and looked just as confused as Ferb, but not as shocked.

"Um, can we help you?" Lawrence asked politely.

Heinz gave a sinister smile. "Hello, you must be this hoodlum's father, huh?"

Lawrence narrowed his eyes. "Yes, and I would appreciate it if you were to not refer to my son as a hoodlum. What brings you here anyway?"

"I'm the father of your son's girlfriend, hence why he knows me. I have some news to share with him, along with you and your wife."

Lawrence looked crossly at Ferb. What could this man possibly have to share with the Flynn-Fletchers?

There! That's it for this chapter! The next chapter is going to be JUICY!