Welcome to chapter 1 of my newest story, my previous story was a leap in judgement on my part, and as such, I am halting that for the foreseeable future, and continuing the story of "Phineas and Ferb: The Thanos Objective" with the third and final installment into the series. It will be my biggest project yet, and I can not guarantee a new chapter every week, but if you like it, you can always get notifications for when the new chapter arrives. Without further ado, enjoy!

Chapter 1

(A day ten years in the making)

The sun beating down upon their faces, and tranquil green grass below them, Phineas and Ferb rest their backs against the big tree in their backyard. A light-brown fence with a single gate acts as its border. Looking towards the bright-blue sky, Phineas sees a bird soar gracefully through the air. A flutter of inspiration takes him, but it quickly dissipates; deciding to keep his back against the tree, Phineas says,

"I don't know what to build today. We could...ugh."

"Well how about..." Ferb begins speaking. The gate opens to the backyard, Phineas and Ferb see, wearing a pink pleated skirt atop a plain white shirt, Isabella walking in.
"Whatcha doin?" She asks, looking at Phineas.

"Hey, nothing much. Haven't come up with anything." Phineas says, shrugging his shoulders. Putting his head back against the solid bark.

"Oh. Well...would you...like to help me look for a few discarded items at the carnival?" Isabella sheepishly leans forward with a smile, clasping her hands together. Phineas gives her a blank stare. Realizing what she meant, he gives a proper response,

"oh, sure, I suppose we shouldn't leave those. Come on Ferb" Phineas pushes himself off the ground, Ferb trails behind as they leave the rigid confines of the fenced-in backyard.

A block down, their small legs still invigorated, they happen upon two familiar people.
"Where're you guys off too?" Buford asks, Baljeet who is standing off to the side, looks at them with timid intriguement.

"We're going to the carnival to collect a few things, want to come?" Isabella offers.

"Sure. Why not, sounds fun." Buford says.

"Great, most of the Fireside girls are already there." Isabella tells him.

Flynn-Fletcher home

Stacy, sporting a turquoise shirt, a blue skirt, and bow in her hair, sits on a chair with her fists against her hips. She looks towards a single bed, where Candace sits up against the back frame, twiddling with her orange hair.

"So, not going to bust your brothers today, really?" Stacy interrogates.

"What's the point anymore. Doesn't seem right after what we've been through."

"I suppose, I mean, those were some pretty intense times." Stacy says, looking out the window.

"I'd say."
"Besides that...you're brothers aren't even in the backyard." Upon hearing that, Candace shoots up off her bed and runs up to the window.

"Where'd they go!?" Candace shrieks.

"Dunno." Stacy shrugs.

"We gotta find them." Candace says, rushing out of her room. Stacy follows, her legs ache as she tries to keep up. They haul their rears down the sidewalk to the left immediately after leaving the house. "Now where would they have gone?" Candace says to herself. Stacy gets side by side with her. Hearing the pattering of feet by her side, Stacy looks down.

"Hey sis." Ginger says, looking up at her. Wearing an orange uniform with a brown skirt.
"Ginger, what are you doing here?" Stacy asks.

"I was told to meet Isabella and the rest of the Fireside Girls at the amusement park. You remember the one, right?" Ginger asks.

"Yeah…" Stacy shoots a look at Candace. "We know where they're heading can we slow down?!"

Candace stops in her tracks. Breathing in and out and in some more, Stacy leans on Candace.

"Come on Stacy, we have to go get them." Candace says, walking now.

"Yeah yeah." Stacy grumbles.

"What's the matter Stacy?" Ginger asks as they keep walking.
"Nothing, Ginger, I'm fine."

"Oh come on, you can't be that exhausted." Ginger says.

"It's not the run!" Stacy simmers. Ginger stops in her tracks, followed by Candace.
"Well, then, what is it?" Ginger inquires. Stacy ignores her, opting to look straight ahead, and to keep walking. Candace and Ginger following suit.

They arrive at the amusement park, bustling with tons of lively people.

"Oh come on, it's not like this place wasn't just totaled!" Stacy throws her arms up. Candace and Ginger glance at her. One of the Fireside Girls, wearing the brown and orange uniform, runs up to them.

"Good, you're here. You can help us with the search." Gretchen says.
"Search?" Candace and Stacy ask in sync.

"Yeah, that big purple alien you guys fought–bravely I might add–left a few things here that Isabella has tasked us with retrieving." Gretchen tells them.

"Ugh, why do we care what happens to these things? Someone would just end up bringing them home and giving them to their kids or something anyway." Stacy says flustered.

"But these things could fall into the wrong hands." Ginger points out. Stacy scoffs at the sentiment.

"Fine. We can search for them," Stacy says with an eye roll.

"Great, we can go as one group," Gretchen says. They begin walking in the park.

Elsewhere in the park, Phineas, Isabella, Ferb, Buford and Baljeet walk around, looking at the various stands.

"Anyone spot anything yet?" Phineas asks.

"No, they could be anywhere by now." Isabella answers. They continue walking along, when suddenly a prominent gold-colored object, with an unmistakable ornate design, the helmet enters Buford's peripheral vision. He jerks his head to the side, small hands barely able to grip it.

Without hesitation, Buford storms up to the kid.
"Give it to me." He demands.

"It's mine! I won it fair and square!" The kid proclaims, Buford rips it from him, the kid trips and falls on his rear.

"You can find something else." Buford says, walking back to the rest of the gang as they give him crooked stares.

"What?" Buford says, "it's not like we don't need it more." Buford says.

"Yeah…" Phineas says, he looks at the kid, seeing the wet eyes and a tear running down the cheek. At once, Phineas starts walking over to the kid. Isabella glances around, then begins tiptoeing behind him.

"Hey, sorry about the helmet but it's important we destroy it. How can we make it up to you?" Phineas asks.

"Are you good at throwing?" The kid pokes his head up at Phineas.

"You bet, what's your name?" Phineas asks, Isabella grins wildly as she looks at him.

"Frederick, and well, I really wanted this Ducky Momo toy, but I couldn't get it…" Frederick says with his head tilted down in somber reflection.

"That should be no problem." Phineas tells him. "Come on, let's go get it." Frederick walks in front, Isabella blushes profusely, her own feelings finding validation at every step they take.

They stop at a booth, Frederick points up at the Ducky Momo toy hanging from a ring.

"Here to try your luck at the 'moving ring of doom'? Top score gets you a one of a kind Ducky Momo toy," The attendant says. He grabs a ball, offering it to Phineas. Phineas reaches his hand out, before Isabella butts in.

"Ooh can I try?" she says quickly.

"Sure." Phineas says politely, handing the ball off to her.

The booth attendant presses a button, the rings begin moving. Isabella eyes up the top ring. With a wound up shot, the ball flings from her hand, landing square in the top circle.

"Yes!" She says, giving a declarative arm thrust.

"Nice shot Isabella," Phineas says cordially.

"Thanks Phineas." She smiles. The attendant hands her the Ducky Momo toy in all its fuzzy, bright-yellow glory. She quickly hands it to Phineas. Phineas turns to Frederick, handing down the Ducky Momo toy. Frederick gleefully takes the toy.
"A thousand a one thanks! You're the bestest, kindest, nicest person I know!" Frederick gives him a passionate hug before running off. Phineas stares off into the crowd and sighs. Isabella looks at Phineas, then glances down sideways at the ground with a heavy feeling she can't pinpoint. She sighs, then looks back at Phineas.

The rest of the gang approach.

"We can't find that warhammer anywhere." Buford says.

"Perhaps whoever it was in that suit ran off with it." Ferb says. Phineas looks down, Perry laying there.

"Oh there you are Perry." Phineas says, picking him up. Phineas turns to Isabella.

"Maybe one of your Fireside Girls found something, Isabella?" He asks,
"Let's see." Isabella whips out a phone and puts it to her ear.

"Girls, it's time to rendezvous in the center of the park." Isabella hangs up, and puts her phone away. They get to the center of the amusement park, they waddle around for a few moments before spotting Candace, Ginger, Stacy and Gretchen.

Gretchen walks up to Isabella, "I see you got the helmet," she says. Isabella looks over at Phineas.

"And a Ducky Momo toy…" She says in a coy manner.

"What?"

"Nothing." Isabella says as through the crowd, several other orange shirts and brown skirts appear, stepping out to join the group. Isabella turns to them.
"Did you guys find anything?" She asks.

"We found two pieces of weird metal." Adyson, the one with straight brown hair says.

"That looks about right, great job girls." Isabella tells them. Holly–the Fireside Girl with dark skin and buck teeth–high fives Milly, who has freckles all over her cheeks.

"Nice!" Holly comments. Katie–who has pale skin, and blonde hair in pigtails–looks up at the sky.

"Cool, only one thing left for you guys to get." Candace says.

"Yeah, but that darned warhammer could be anywhere." Phineas says, his arm holding Perry is yanked, down, Perry drops to the ground and begins walking off.
"Perry where're you going?" Phineas runs after him, the rest of the gang follow suit, rushing through the crowd. Their breath escapes faster and faster, until they come to a halt at the docks.

Perry leans towards the water. As the gang approaches him, he dives in, and swims to the bottom. Hidden from view, he springs into action, scoping with his bill, he finds the warhammer. He finds the gravity device he placed on it, deactivating it, he swims back up. Immediately after surfacing, he is scooped up by Phineas.

"Now what did you go doing that for Perry?" Phineas scolds him.

"Grrrrr," is all Perry can respond with. He turns around and walks to the water, Phineas catching him just before he leaps off the dock.

"Stop that!" Phineas shouts.
"Hmm...perhaps he's trying to tell us something?" Ferb tells the group.

"Maybe..." Phineas says, looking at the water. "I know just the thing we need. Follow me, Ferb!" Phineas gestures. Him and Ferb run back into the mass of people. Isabella picks Perry up.

"Don't want you wandering off now do we?" She says. Ginger pets Perry.

"Who's a good boy?" Ginger says.

"Hey, is something up?" Isabella asks. Ginger looks at her, puzzled.

"What do you mean?"
"Well, you're usually first to everything." Isabella points out.
"True, I just slept in."

"You? Sleeping in, that's just…" Isabella begins to say, when she happens to look over her shoulder, seeing Phineas and Ferb back, hauling a big container, and a variety of dangling tubes.

"What's that?" Isabella asks as the drop it on the dock.

"A container that will atomize all of Thanos's gear in one fell swoop. And we have enough diving equipment for all of us." Phineas explains to her, her heart flutters as he offers her a set of scuba gear.

"Um, Isabella, you gonna take it?" Phineas asks. Her eyes widen, she looks down at the gear and back at him, quickly getting her hands around it.

"Oh yeah, thanks." She sheepishly smiles. Phineas turns around, seeing the rest of the gear gone, he looks at Ferb handing out the last one.
"Wow, you're proficient." Phineas says.

"That's what brothers are for, so you don't have to spend ALL your time doing something as menial as handing out scuba gear."

"Good point." Phineas tells him.

"We aren't seriously going down there right?" Stacy asks.

"Yeah, my outfit isn't exactly made for water expeditions." Candace adds.

"Oh come on, we're going to need all of you here if we're going to retrieve the warhammer." Phineas pleads.

"Oh fine." Candace caves in. Stacy gives a pestered sigh, shuffling her feet along, she joins the rest on the edge of the dock. Perry watches on, laying down on the rickety wood boards near the atomizer machine.

"Three, two...one!" Phineas exclaims, they all jump on cue. The water splashes high, sprinkling Perry. In unison they swim to the bottom; elation mixed with utter angst comes over most of them as they spot the warhammer laying there. Phineas motions for them all to grab a side. The warhammer moves, but it quickly drags them down. "Push!" Phineas commands, every one of them in sync, lift and kick with all their heart. It moves closer and closer to the surface. They break the surface, a slight breeze moves past their shoulders. They lift the hammer above their heads, just nudging it onto the dock before they submerge again. Swimming back up, they grab hold of the dock, and pull themselves up.

They take off their gear.

"There, that wasn't too bad was it, Candace?" Phineas asks.
"Well I suppose not." Candace tells him, half believing it herself.

"Now let's get it in the atomizer." Phineas encourages. They all grab it, straining their unworked muscles, they put the warhammer–Titan–into the case. They all let out a collective sigh.

"Well come on Candace, I think that's enough excitement for one day." Stacy says, waving her hand forward, believing Candace will come.

"What do you mean?" Candace asks with an inquisitive look.

"I don't want to be anywhere near this place or that thing." Stacy affirms. Candace sighs.

"But, we're just about done." Candace points out as the rest of the gang look at them.
"Well no dice for me." Stacy says, Candace sighing as she looks on at Stacy walking away. The rest of the gang resume, putting the helmet and scraps into the atomizer.

Stacy's legs lock as a thunderous crash occurs in front of her. The sound of a helicopter motor peers through the boom. As the dust clears, standing tall before all of them, The Mad Titan, Thanos. He looks around at their petrified faces, he spots the equipment inside the atomizer.

"Well well, gathered it all...for...me." Thanos says, an explosion in the distance pierces their ears. Phineas, Ferb, and Isabella look down at the case at the exact same moment, they scramble to activate it. Thanos holds out his hand with a smirk, Titan develops an aura, smashing through the container, it returns to Thanos once again.

Thanos gets taken down to the ground, Titan flies up into the air, smashing hard against the ground. Phineas-1 extends a blade, thrusting it straight to the side of Thanos's neck. Thanos holds out his hand instinctively. The blade ruptures through it like a hot knife through butter, stopping just before the neck. Thanos holds out his other hand with a thunderous yell as Phineas-1 extends a blade from his free hand. Thrusting it at the side of Thanos's head, he is thrown off as Titan smacks him out of the air. The blade in Thanos's hand tears through the wrist Phineas-1 is thrown off.

Letting out a sharp yell, Thanos rushes to grip Titan with both hands. Phineas-1 charges at him with a blood-curdling yell, and blasted away just as viciously by an enormous blast of cosmic energy from Titan. Slipping Titan into one hand, Thanos turns to the kids with a maniacal grin.

Thanos walks unhindered about them, reaching into the shambled container, he pulls out the helmet. Chuckling then grinning, he puts on the helmet. He turns his back, beginning to walk away, he says with bated breath,

"Have fun with him." Nudging in the direction of the half of the park, devastated by the blast. He quickly vanishes from view. The moment of silence is broken by Stacy.

"Why!? Why us!?" She shouts loudly.

"That was too close!" Candace exclaims, breathing erratically.

Phineas walks past them, looking upon their frantic state with scornful eyes. Isabella, Ferb, Buford, Baljeet, and the Fireside Girls timidly follow. Candace and Stacy watch as the gang walk towards the point of impact. Candace calms her breathing, enough at least, to say,

"Come on Stacy, let's go with them."

"What? No! I'm staying right here where it's safe!" Stacy yells.

"Fine, be that way, I'm going to look after my brothers like a big sister." Candace proclaims, catching up with the gang. Stacy, left alone, looking at the ground, begins to sob.

The gang keeps walking throughout the scorched land. Phineas looks down, spotting a black leg. They take a few steps forward, some yellow to the black appears. He bends down, looking at the outline of the figure. He scans up to the black and yellow helmet. He looks at the strikingly familiar set-up with furtive appreciation. Looking on at the suited figure, Isabella and Ferb on each side of him, a foreign, longing feeling he's never felt before comes over him. Drowning it out, Phineas says resolutely, "let's get him home."