It's come to my attention that I tend to complicate things more than I need to. No need to elaborate; just throwing that out there…

ALSO, I got to talk to my bestest friend foreverest, LoveyLoo, after a while, so that's good. ^^ Oh, and, uh, just throwing it out there WE FINALLY SKYPED EACH OTHER AND I'M SO DARN HAPPY OMGOMGOMG!

"Phineas and Ferb"are owned by Dan Povenmireand Jeff "Swampy" Marshwho both work for Disney(c)(LONG LIVE THE EMPIRE!)

Marissa Flynn owns Marissa

woodland59 owns Madison

And I own literally everything else this story has to offer (that is to say, Dr. Alice Schnitzel, Applejack, Danni, and other OCs and material)

Enjoy~!

P/F/P/F

(~)

The tension settled in the room like a tightened lung, uncomfortable and hard to breath. Perhaps it was embellished more than it needed to be, but it was still left a rather foreboding feel in the air as Perry and Applejack waited for a response from Candace. When she had called for them that morning, the tone of her voice barely differed from her usual serious tone, but the urgency was definitely there. Whatever she had planned for them was in fact very important. It usually was, whether it would be grave-robbing for whatever reason (Applejack said it was for Monogram, but he said it so flippantly that he wasn't sure if he could take him seriously), or a mission regarding a LOVEMUFFIN member.

This was a mission almost completely different from the rest. Sure, Perry had heard about such a mission before in OWCA, as certain agents would be assigned to such tasks depending on the enemies they had to face. Who knew that the government took them so wholeheartedly, at least at the time? Perry was certain that if Doofenshmirtz was ever truly defeated that OWCA would never be trusted again. The whole company would be in shambles, bankrupt…

Perry felt Applejack nudge him, and the platypus looked to see a reassuring smile on the pygmy goat's face. It was more of a smirk, but it was friendly nonetheless, the friendliest gesture that Applejack had given anyone as far as Perry had seen. It was strange, because Applejack was so annoying, so dislikable, and the goat himself seemed completely aware of just how despicable he truly was. But for whatever reason it seemed to calm Perry out of his thoughts. He and his partner looked back to Candace as she went on to explaining.

"…a blimp was spotted a few days ago recently," Candace said, "It was crashed in the forest outside our boarders. We're a hundred percent positive that it was Doofenshmirtz's, meaning that he's already on the move."

Applejack let out a small snort, leaned over to Perry, and muttered, "My god, he's desperate…never expected that from him."

Perry was honestly confused with Applejack's amiable mannerisms, especially after last night's conversation, but he decided he'd ask about that later. They both placed their focus back on Candace. "We doubt that Doofenshmirtz died," Candace went on, "We're not even sure if he was even on the blimp. Whatever the case, this either means that Doofenshmirtz sent someone out in his stead and is too vulnerable to attack, or he left DEI completely defenseless."

Perry and Applejack both raised eyebrows. Were they seriously being sent back to DEI? Applejack's reaction was more bored than Perry's, since his was more confused at the repetitiveness of the idea. Yet Candace continued.

"As a result, we're sending a small patch of our soldiers and Monogram's men to try and take DEI down again," Candace said, "Along with the Robot Factories. We need to go and rescue any of the prisoners and slaves that Doofenshmirtz might have there."

"What about us?" Perry asked with the translator collar on his neck once again.

"Yeah, what do we have to do with this?" Applejack asked, knowing he wouldn't be understood, but equally confused all the same, "I dunno about Perry here, but it's only been, like, a month since we got back home. I ain't wasting more time on taking down a castle that might get rebuilt again anyway."

Candace stared at Applejack for a moment and rolled her eyes, looking back to Perry. "You're not going with the group," she said, "It wouldn't be necessary, anyway. We have a different task for you two. We've made another ally recently, a member of LOVEMUFFIN formerly. I want you two to meet up with him in case he's found anything…" she almost smirked, "Or…anyone…and pray that he did."

Perry raised an eyebrow. "I know LOVEMUFFIN," he said, "They're filled with evil, deceitful scumbags, who want nothing more than to be feared. They're practically the embodiment of Doofenshmirtz himself…"

"…if it wasn't for the fact that he scares them much more than they are for anyone else on the planet," Applejack grunted, going from a sitting position that was more akin to a dog, to a lying position.

"How do we know we can trust him?" Perry finished, crossing his arms.

Candace nodded. "We're aware that the members of LOVEMUFFIN, former member or not, are still viable to backstabbing," she admitted, "But given our numbers…given Monogram's own knowledge of them…it's worth the risk. Furthermore, he happens to be one of the members who seem to keep tabs with Doofenshmirtz anyway."

Applejack whispered something in Perry's ear as the Resistance leader spoke, not bothering to hide any motivation of interrupting her. Perry nodded at whatever Applejack said and had the nerve to translate. Candace felt her teeth grit, wondering why, why, why was Perry being so naïve about that stupid goat?! Currently, Applejack was just staring at her, but still…still…he knew.

"What about Poofenplotz?" Perry asked, "We already got what we needed from her, didn't we?"

"This isn't about the project," Candace said, "This is about Doofenshmirtz or any ally he might have that could be wandering around in the forest. The forest he happens to have his city built in. We don't want Doofenshmirtz to…do anything rash."

Perry and Applejack knew exactly what Candace meant by that. Doofenshmirtz destroying the headquarters of the Resistance wouldn't exactly do much for morale of those he had worked hard to oppress. Then again, that wouldn't be what (or who) he was after, now would it? They knew that all too well.

It was settle then and there that they wouldn't let that happen, Perry more than anyone else. He practically just got Phineas back, and he wasn't about to lose him again, not that that was even possible. Knowing Candace, she probably had ways of protecting Phineas if it came down to it. Perry only hoped and prayed that this was so.

"Alright," Perry nodded in understanding, "Then tell us…who is this other ally?"

(~)

Madison was an interesting creation of Schnitzel's mind to say the least. She vaguely even remembered her or how she came into creation. The only thing Schnitzel knew was that she was just there in the far depths of her subconscious. She'd be lying if she claimed that Madison never once came into her mind.

Schnitzel sighed and let out a small laugh. Madison politely tilted her head in confusion. "Yep, totally insane," Schnitzel told herself, "This is where my obsession with a selfish, insane, sadistic dictator has gotten me, eh? I have finally reached rock bottom."

Madison's cheeks seemed to puff up in anger as her see-through wings batted friskily. "How dare you~!" he figment snarled, "I am not a sign of insanity, you ungrateful pulp~!"

Madison proceeded to send a small, pain sting through a zap of electricity aimed directly towards Schnitzel's forehead. The doctor squeaked in pain and was knocked back onto the back of her chair before she went to grab the annoying fairy creature, who zipped out of range. Madison haughtily motioned to herself as she gracefully landed on Schnitzel's closed fists, viewing herself as some form of royalty Schnitzel assumed with an annoyed stare. "I am here to help you~," the fairy started singing, "Help your dreams come true~."

"Oh god, don't you dare break into song," Schnitzel face-palmed, "Who even does that?!"

"I am the goddess of love, a helpful hand from above~," Madison floated over and patted Schnitzel on her head, "Above that is that place under your ugly hat~."

Schnitzel glared even harder. "This isn't a hat this is my hair, assho-!" Madison placed a finger on Schnitzel's lips to shut her up. Schnitzel had the sudden urge to bite the tiny creature's arm off.

"Please no swearing, stop that glaring~"

"Look on the bright side of the spectrum~"

"Hearts are beating, why keep retreating~?"

"Why so scared, it's such a bore to be glum~"

Schnitzel rolled her eyes. Yup, they were seriously going there. This thing was literally breaking into a musical number. She truly had lost her mind. "It's a thing called anxiety," she stated flatly, "Maybe look it up sometime, Pixie?"

Madison proceeded to twirl up into the air as music blasted into the atmosphere, and a wave of color that would usually make someone, including Schnitzel, want to rip their eyes out started to sparkle down in the most childish of fashions. Schnitzel stared in pure horror that matched the expression of a parent who had taken their child to one of those shows where their favorite cartoon was being played by a living being in a giant, otherwise horrific looking suit. It made her think what could've possibly happened in her childhood that caused her to come up with these images in the first place.

"I'm your magical guide to romance~"

"So c'mon and give me a chance~"

"I'll help your dreams come true~"

"I know just what to do~"

"I'm your magical gui-!"

"STOP!"

Schnitzel blocked her ears and shook her head, screaming, "No, no, no, no, no!" over and over and over again, grabbing Madison's attention. Schnitzel glowered hatefully at Madison. "Just…stop," she growled, "I swear, that was the WORST thing I've ever heard!"

Madison frowned, her bottom lip quivering as if she was going to cry. Schnitzel felt the same way, honestly, but for different reasons. "But…but you wrote it for me," she said, her voice not singing everything like she had before, "I'm a figment…so you made that song up…the moment I…sniff…do you not like me?"

Schnitzel stared at the fairy as Madison burst into tears. The doctor gave a "No shit, Sherlock" kind of look as Madison began to bawl like a four-year-old. Everything about this character reminded her of all the worst parts of her childhood. Yet like any adult who would dare make a child cry, a wave of disgust filled her and she gave into her guilt. "I'm sorry," she reluctantly said, "I didn't mean to come across as rude. I've just been dealing with enough stu-," Madison's bottom lip quivered again and Schnitzel flinched, "-uh…stress…I was going with stress."

Madison stopped and suddenly flashed a bright smile as her peppy voice regained itself. "Oh, Ally, you can't lie to me~," she said (with Schnitzel now having found a name more cringe-worthy than "Alice") "We share the same mind! I know what you thinking. It's okay~."

Madison hummed as Schnitzel had yet another urge to crush the little, tiny human-fly with her bare hands. She sighed though as she knew in her heart that it wouldn't resolve anything. She leaned against the head of her chair and stared at Madison, who wore an innocent smile (too innocent). "What do you want?" Schnitzel sighed, "You said something about my love life, right?"

"Correct~," Madison smiled brightly as she curtly nodded.

Schnitzel shook her head. "And how are you supposed to help me?" she asked, "Why are you even here? Why now? I've been enamored with that ass-hat since we were kids."

Madison sat on the steering mechanism of the ship, crossing her legs and folding her hands together. "Well, though I hate to admit it, you have indeed reached the breaking point," she said, "You've lost your marbles completely, allowing for illusions to settle into your brain," she turned away and giggled excitedly, "Just like Heinz~!"

Schnitzel bit down in surprise. "Wait, wha-?"

"Not important," Madison twirled back around to face Schnitzel, flying to a range closer, "I'm sure he'll talk to you about it when he's ready~."

Schnitzel stared at Madison as she thought about Doofenshmirtz dodging her questions while they were dealing with the mutants at DEI, slowing giving an unamused glare as Madison cleared her throat. "Back to the point," the fairy said, "Like I said, I'm here to help you! Apparently in this dimensional plane the human brain has a function that allows itself to at least try to find a way back to saneness, hence the illusions such as me. Of course, I do ever so wonder why I never showed up before, I mean, we've talked plenty a times…of course…you imagined me with Doofenshmirtz's voice…huh…"

"Ah, so that was you insulting me," Schnitzel nodded, "You do realize that I hate you even more now, right?"

Madison simply laughed. "Oh, silly," she giggled, "I know you're upset, but don't allow yourself to be so glum. We will have your prince charming in no time~!"

Schnitzel rubbed her temples. "Heinz is a lot of things and 'prince charming' ain't one of 'em," she said.

"To a normal person that would be true," Madison stated, "But to you," she turned away again, squishing her face to purposely look adorable, "tee-hee~."

Schnitzel never found herself feeling more annoyed in her life. Was this how Doofenshmirtz felt when they were children, with him having to deal with her annoying antics all the time? "Look, as much as I would appreciate the help," Schnitzel added 'and I really, really would appreciate that for serious' under her breath before continuing, "Unfortunately, Heinz and I are kinda more preoccupied with trying to find Phineas."

Madison pouted. "Aw, c'mon Ally ("Please stop calling me A-."), this is the perfect opportunity~!" she said as she spread her arms out exasperatedly, allowing more fairy dust to flutter down.

Schnitzel glanced one way and then another, crossing her arms. "You mean to tell me that your version of a romantic setting is being stranded in a forest that's made up of living killer plants?" she asked, "Are you sure you're from my brain, because I could've sworn I had a better vision than this."

"Oh, yes, I know," Madison nodded furiously, "You imagined that Charlene was pushed off of a cliff to be eaten by squids who can't really digest humans and that Heinz proclaimed his love for you by a raging ocean wave that was deflected by the powers of love and that you got married had three children and-."

"Ok, ok, I get it!" Schnitzel shrieked; she shuddered, "I…I never thought my inner romance was so disturbing until hearing it out loud…"

Madison blinked, still smiling. "I don't quite understand why you stopped me at the children thing and not pushing his dead wife off of a cliff, but okay," she sat down on the dashboard of the vehicle, hugging her knees, "So, excluding about half of your fantasies, because if Heinz ever heard you saying that about Charlene-."

"-He'd kill me slowly and painfully," Schnitzel whimpered, "I feel horrible for even thinking that about her! We went to the same college for God's sake!"

As Schnitzel screamed into her hands, Madison went on unfazed. "I propose that we plan a much saner setting," the figment said, "We'll go with the best cliché in the book: accidentally knocking into him and staring into his eyes…err…eye…until love sparks BURST FORTH ON AN OPEN FIRE~!"

Madison clapped her hands together only for Schnitzel to shake her head. "He'll just push me off like he did when we were lying together," she said, "Only he'll probably be even more violent and knowing him he'll immediate figure out that I did it on purpose."

"Good point, good point," Madison nodded in a thinking pose, "Hm…ah, how about this: you find some rabid monkeys to chase you through the forest and have your man rescue you via vine swinging~!"

Madison repeated her last self-congratulatory clap, but Schnitzel glared once again. "He's a frigging scientist, not Tarzan!" she yelled, "And let's be real here, even if that were to happen, it wouldn't be because I planned it."

Madison stared at Schnitzel flatly. "Well, you're not making this easy," she said, "How am I to help you with your love life if you won't even give any of my ideas a chance~?"

"Because your ideas are stupid," Schnitzel paused and pointed at Madison with a look meant to shame the figment, "And coming from me is humiliating in of itself!"

Madison giggled before smirking lightly. "Well…that doesn't sound too bad," she said, "These are your ideas after all~."

Schnitzel felt her jaw dropping at the brief dark grin on Madison's face before it was replaced with a quirky grin. "Now let's try this again," she said, "Now, how about-"

Before Madison could finish her thought, she randomly disappeared as an irritated looking Doofenshmirtz entered the vehicle, grumbling something to himself. Schnitzel watched as the dictator proceeded to start up the ship with a small, tiny frown as she mentally prayed that she never say the tiny fairy again. "Uh…" Schnitzel scratched her ear, "Wanna talk about-?"

"I didn't find anything if that's what you're wondering," Doofenshmirtz sighed, "Let's just find my son and end this accursed nightmare."

Schnitzel simply nodded. "Agreed," she said as she began to buckle herself into her seat, "So, tell me Heinz, what is our rescue plan? We break in, kill everyone who gets in our way, and get out?"

Doofenshmirtz gave a light smirk. "Close, but no cigar," he said, slowly frowning, "Actually…it's…gonna be a little more complicated than that…"

"What do you mean?"

Doofenshmirtz decided to ignore Schnitzel's concerned tone. It wasn't like he never noticed her worry before, but for whatever reason it seemed to bother him now, probably because of what they had just done apparently last night. "Phineas is my main priority," he said, "And I will be damned if I don't get him back safe and sound…but…I'd be lying if I said I wasn't doing this for another reason. The truth is, I probably would've gone out there anyway."

Schnitzel smirked. "To take down the Resistance, am I right?"

When Doofenshmirtz flinched, Schnitzel felt a tight squeeze in her gut. Like she dealt a small blow to her superior that seemed to bounce off. Doofenshmirtz sighed. "…No…I couldn't do that now…" he admitted.

Schnitzel tilted her head, patiently staring at Doofenshmirtz. The ship began to rise up, and Doofenshmirtz took a moment to focus on guiding the ship over the trees before continuing. "…You know Candace well enough," he said, "You know that since Phineas is my child, that…she…"

Schnitzel let out a small gasp and covered her mouth. "Oh my god," she said, "She's your daughter then, isn't she?"

Doofenshmirtz didn't give an answer. Schnitzel was smart enough to put two and two together at least, so he really didn't need to. She bit her lip as Doofenshmirtz looked forward into the air. "What are you gonna do?" Schnitzel asked.

"Talk to her," Doofenshmirtz said, "That's…honestly all I can think of at this point…"

"And you don't think she'll attack you in merciless anger?" Schnitzel asked with a dispassionate stare.

Doofenshmirtz rolled his eye. "I'm expecting that," he said, "I'm merely hoping that she'll listen for at least a moment…heh…though it's probably no use. Now I know why going up against me was so important to her. I always thought even she seemed a bit…obsessed with taking me down."

Schnitzel let out a mirthless chuckle. "You mean she's obsessed with 'busting' you," she smirked, "Honestly, who says that anymore?"

Doofenshmirtz shrugged his shoulders. Schnitzel tilted her head to the side. "You think she knows?" she said that sounded more like an answer than a question.

"Most likely," Doofenshmirtz said, "Definitely, one hundred percent sure. And I…I'm…not sure how I feel about that, or…what to think even."

"Do you think she knew that you'd forgotten about that little detail?" Schnitzel asked, "You know, it begs the question, why did you even try to forget your own children anyway?"

Doofenshmirtz refuse to answer any more of her questions, but didn't hide the obvious subject change. "When we arrive, I want you to find Phineas," he said, "The Resistance is after me. They barely know who you are. They'll probably ignore you if we're lucky enough."

Schnitzel shook her head tensely. "You're so reckless," she said, "How is it that I get myself into more trouble than you do?"

"Because you're an idiot who can barely tie her shoes," Doofenshmirtz stated calmly with a derisive simper.

Schnitzel flinched. "Oh, now, that's just cold man," she pouted, crossing her arms and sticking out her tongue, "That's just…man."

Doofenshmirtz snickered at his companion's response. Schnitzel turned away with an angry pout, noting that Madison was floating in the corner of her eye before she suddenly disappeared again. Wait…Schnitzel squinted. Did she just make kissing faces at her?

"That little…"

"Hm?"

"Oh. I-it's nothing. And keep your eyes on the road."

"There is no road, we're flying."

"Well, keep your eyes ahead anyway! I've already crashed once this week, I ain't doing that twice."

"You just will not let that go, will ya…?"

(~)

"Can you blame me? Buford, I swear, you will be the death of me one day!"

"Chill, 'Jeet, you're overreactin'."

"No, really, you nearly killed me with that stunt, you psychopathic brute."

"Uh…y-yeah…you did kinda…go too far…uh…I'll…I'll shut up now, he-he…(don't hurt me)…"

Initially, as Phineas had decided that he'd return to his room to collect his thoughts or perhaps even find more places in the Resistance base for him to discover (like the adventurous, naïve, extremely bored dolt that he was), he of course noticed the conversation between his friends and Baljeet (Just kidding! Baljeet is his friend…hehe…heh). At first Phineas wanted to simply find another way around the base, seeing as it looked like Buford and Baljeet were going to have another awkward argument with each other. Yet those arguments, and rather literally everything else that was left in the dark for him, intrigued him in some way, so Phineas dared to join in their conversation. To his surprise, he was immediately welcomed.

"Hey, Phineas," Irving piped up, waving to him shyly, "H-how'd you sleep? We-we didn't s-see you at breakfast…"

Phineas blinked and then realized that he needed an alibi and…oh wait, he did! Thank you, Lord, for thy mercy! "I overslept," Phineas shrugged, "And I met up with Isabella earlier anyway."

Buford glowered at this response. At least he wasn't fighting with Baljeet anymore. "Augh, please, say no more," he growled, rubbing his temples, "She's been on my tail since that fight we had."

"Because of the punishment I suppose," Baljeet smirked (and in Phineas' thoughts he screamed 'damn you' to the nerdy child), "She blames you for everything, Buford, it is fact…although, to be fair, you could have taken the mature route and not caused a scene. It is always the same with her, she always wants to toy with you so that you can cause a fight that we all know she's gonna-."

Buford roughly turned to Baljeet, sticking his face into the nerd's, immediately shutting the smaller boy up. Baljeet took a small step back cooperatively, earning a nod from Buford. Phineas couldn't stop himself from letting out a sigh, nor could Irving. They glanced at each other and gave light smiles. That's when Phineas noticed that Django was nowhere to be found.

"Uh…I thought you guys would be hanging out with Django," Phineas said, "Is he on a mission, or something?"

Baljeet sighed in response. "Something," he answered, "It's just another cardiac arrest, nothing more."

Phineas stared blankly, earning a small chuckle from Buford. The fat child shook his head and nudged Baljeet. "Uh, 'Jeet," he snorted, "I don't think he gets it. He's new, remember?"

For the first time, Baljeet actually smiled at Buford, about this of all things! What the actual hell?! "Ah, yes," he nodded, "I apologize, I should probably explain further-."

"-Dude, he got a heart attack?!" Phineas shrieked, cutting Baljeet off as soon as his brain processed what he had been told, "That's terrible!"

Baljeet had the audacity to shake his head casually. "Not with my technology," he stated with such humility, "I have found a way to cure heart attacks a long time ago."

"A long time ago," Buford snickered, "More like two years ago."

"Yes, well…"

Phineas shook his head. "Dude, how?" he frowned, "Schnitzel's been at that for years…"

Phineas looked over to his friends as he realized what he said. Baljeet's stare cut right through him, while Buford and Irving glanced at each other in confusion. "Uh…who?" Irving tilted his head.

Phineas shrugged. "Just some weird prisoner at DEI," he said without losing a beat, "She was da...uh…Doofenshmirtz's punching bag…then again, she's everyone's punching bag. But, she's also a medic, heh, she's been…trying to find cures for…stuff."

Baljeet continued to carefully stare Phineas down while Buford and Irving seemed to buy everything Phineas was saying. It wasn't like he was even lying completely anyway, and it showed as Baljeet seemed to loosen up after a bit. He seemed that way anyway.

Phineas didn't like being stared at. It was uncomfortable.

"A-anyway," Phineas cleared his throat, "I was just…surprised that you beat her to it." Oh boy, she's gonna be so pissed off when I tell her! HAH! "I'm glad that Django's okay, though," Phineas frowned, "he is alright, right?"

"Of course he is!" Baljeet glared, "He is just recovering. Candace does not want us to bother him in the state he is in."

"He really should stop it," Irving murmured, eyes drawn to him; the moment that he realized they were looking, he coughed and immediately shut himself up.

"Wait…where is Django then?" Phineas tilted his head, "I don't think I've seen a medical room…"

"It was the room you were resting in when you were first brought here," Baljeet explained, "It is a lot larger than you realize. You were in only one part of the area."

Phineas nodded. "Okay…" he said, "So, uh…what exactly are you doing?"

Buford grinned while Baljeet and Irving seemed to flinch. The larger boy proceeded to place his arms around his friends' shoulders as if to subtly keep them from fleeing his wrath, as he craned towards Phineas. "Well, I was thinkin' 'bout getting some payback on Isabella," he explained, "But Baljeet here said that my plan was…uh…"

"Doltish!" Baljeet growled, making Irving shrink back.

"Whatever," Buford released his grip on Baljeet and Irving as he shrugged, "You're still gonna help me, back-breaking or none!"

"Wait, so…let me get this straight," Phineas scratched his head, "You want payback on Isabella for humiliating you?"

Buford nodded with a smile. Phineas winced. "And…you want them to help you?" he asked further, earning another nod, "And you're doing this, knowing Isabella's training, and the fact that the Firestorm Girls, who are also equally trained, outnumber the three of you?"

Buford pounded a fist into his open hand. "Three boys against six wimpy girls ain't no problem," he stated.

"There are seven, Buford," Baljeet sighed.

Buford glared. "Whatever, plus one!" he growled, "My god, Baljeet, you're such a nerd!"

Phineas blinked. "Okay…this doesn't have to involve me, right?" he asked as he prepared to leave before Buford grabbed him.

"Thank you very much for your willing participation," Buford said as he proceeded to grab all three of his friends and carried them under his arms like luggage off to who knows where, "You can be our Django for the day! I've got some joints somewhere…"

Phineas felt his eyes bulge. "Oh, no, I am not smoking!"

Buford shrugged once more. "Well, you're gonna at least fake it, then. I don't feel comfortable with the fourth guy bein' so healthy."

Phineas sighed and turned his attention to Baljeet and Irving, who looked extremely annoyed. "Does he always pull this kind of stuff on you guys?" he asked.

Baljeet and Irving looked at each other and sighed. "Yes, Phineas," Baljeet answered, "Yes he does."

A/N:

Well…I am not satisfied with this chapter. 8)

Okay, it's not the worst thing I've written, it's just…I dunno. It took me several tries to write this thing out, and it still not as good as I wanted it to be. I even wrote the A/N on the top several months ago, and even THAT was rewritten several times! What the heck is wrong with me?! XD

Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed, and give me some feedback! I…I am in desperate need in critiquing as you can tell. Please. Please just lay it on me. Or just give me a review, those are always nice.

…Ahem…these are usually longer…uh…how are you guys today? Have you watched Steven Universe? I have, it's an awesome show, Rebecca Sugar is aweshum, YOU MUST WATCH IT (noooo I'm not…not trying to force my friends to watch it…no…MarissawoodyiwillswayyoubothintothesideoftheSUeventhoughmuchofthefanbaseisfilledwithjerksbutnotallofthemsoyeah) 8D

Also, I'm working on a Sonic the Hedgehog AU fic~, yaaaaaay…and I'm very scared, because last time I did that I was nearly kicked out because my opinions do not matter in the eyes of the public. But I am willing to face their judgement for the sake. Of. ART!

And I'm probably gonna write a "Beauty and the Beast" parody for Phineas and Ferb, since I've been planning to. Just a heads up. XD It's kind of a Phinabella, but because a friend of mine was already planning/already wrote (I…can't seem to remember which tbh…forgive me, Marissa Flynn *bows head apologetically*) that with said pairing I've planned a much different approach…(cackles?)

Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed, and have a God-blessed day/night! :D

-GTS