I do not own any of these characters besides PJ and Winnie. They are both 5 years of age.
"Ferb, he's barely breathing!"
"Just keep his head up Phineas! We're almost at the hospital!"
Ferb was driving his car at accelerated speed as his brother sat in the passenger seat, with Phineas holding a semi-unconscious PJ in his hands.
Winnie sat in her car seat in the back. This was a massive emergency! PJ, at 5 years of age, had felt these terrible migraines. He recently would have difficulty coordinating. Today, Isabella had an early start at work while both Ferb and Phineas had the day off. PJ, who was difficulty coordinating, had a hard time playing around with his cousin before getting dizzy. Phineas and Ferb both rushed to his side and panicked when PJ finally collapsed.
Ferb picked up Winnie and Phineas had PJ in his arms in an instant as they rushed into Ferb's car. They had to get to the hospital, as that day would be the day they would get a CT scan for Phineas' young son.
PJ was silently crying in his father's arms. The migraines were too much for him. Phineas had PJ's against his chest as he tried to soothe him.
"It's gonna be ok, sport. Daddy is going to make you feel better." PJ, despite being in pain, made a weak smile and looked up at his father. Phineas was like an Avenger superhero to PJ. PJ had idolized this man and people would compliment how well PJ took after his father.
When they finally made it to the hospital, Phineas rushed inside with PJ in his arms. Ferb picked up Winnie and followed not far behind Phineas.
Winnie whispered into her father's ear as they entered the hospital. "Daddy, is PJ gonna be alright?"
Ferb took a seat in the waiting room and et her daughter down. "PJ is going to be alright, love." Ferb said nervously. He looked up and watched as his brother took his nephew into the room for the CT scan.
Phineas reluctantly handed PJ over to the doctor.
"Daddy..."
Phineas held his son's hand when PJ whimpered after the doctor had picked him up. Phineas had tears in his eyes as he spoke. "It's going to be okay, sport. Just remember that daddy loves you." He caressed his son's cheek.
The doctor fgace him a smile and a nod before escorting PJ into the CT scanning room.
30 minutes later, Isabella came as soon as she heard the news and waited in the docotr's office with her husband by her side.
They held hands just as the Doctor came in with PJ. Isabella hopped from her seat and picked her son up, hugging him tightly.
"Oh, my baby... It's gonna be okay. Mommy is here."
Phineas stood next to his wife and was all too happy to see PJ again. He then turned and frowned as he noticed the worried expression on the doctor's face.
The elderly doctor had a clipboard in his hands as he spoke. "Mr and Mrs. Flynn. Please have a seat. There is no easy way for me to explain this to you."
PJ rested his head on her mother's chest as she and his father sat down on the adjacent side of the room.
The doctor took a deep breathe before pulling up his laptop, showing the results of the CT scan.
Isabella and Phineas both couldn't comprehend what they had sw on the computer screen. They were confused. How could their son's brain be formed like that? Unless...
"I'm sorry, Mr and Mrs. Flynn, but your son has a brain tumor."
And just like that, they felt as if the world had suddenly stopped spinning. Their mouths quivered as tears began to form in their eyes as they embraced their son tightly.
Phineas kissed the top of PJ's head as he whispered. "You're gonna be okay."
Could this be the start...of the end?
I know, I know. There will be a continuation, but rest assured that this was tragic.
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