I do not own Phineas and Ferb, Gravity Falls, OK KO: Let's be Heroes, Star Vs or anything related.

"Ah, poor Mabel."

Wacko poured a bottle of pond water into his glass.

"As sweet as this sweet pond water I'm about to drink."

Placing a worm in it, he held the glass up at the screen.

"Farewell, Mabel Pines."

And drank from it.

"Sir?"

Felus appeared on a viewing screen. Wacko spit out the worm, which slithered away.

"Felus, how dare you interrupt my drinking! You know not to contact me while I'm drinking to the memory of a fallen tribute!"

"I'm sorry, Sir, usually I would leave you be, but there's a matter that I thought I should bring to your attention."

"A matter? What matter?"

"We have a slight problem over what's just happened in the arena."

Wacko was confused.

"What do you mean? That death scene was beautiful! Oh, and the way Phineas sang 'Summer (Where do we Begin)' as he held Mabel dying in his arms before putting flowers on her body, just beautiful."

"I'm glad you liked it, Sir. The rest of the fortress? Not so much."

The viewing screen changed to a different scene.

"We're getting reactions like this around the fortress."

The clips showed a variety of duck troopers, monsters and black cladded uniformed officers. All crying.

"That poor girl!"

"And the way Phineas was hurt!"

"I'll never oppress anyone else ever again!"

Wacko stared in disbelief.

"Oh you've gotta be kidding me. NOW they decide that the Hungry Games is wrong? We must have killed hundreds of kids in these things yet THIS TIME they decide to grow souls?"

"I think it's a mixture of how sad the scene was, Mabel's personality as well as Phineas' reaction and his actions afterwards, Sir. At any rate, after this, the ratings are going down. Rapidly. At this point, it seems none of our troops will be wanting to watch anymore of the Hungry Games."

"Well who gives a hoot about them? The Games isn't for them, they just get to watch, and if they don't want to watch it, that's fine!"

"Yes, Sir, but I'm more concerned about how this would affect their morale. After this, they probably won't have it in them to oppress anybody."

"Hmmm."

Wacko rubbed his chin.

"I see your point. Oh well, it's easily fixed!"

"It is?"

"Well yes! We'll just wipe out the whole bunch and replace them with a new batch of soldiers."

"What? Wipe them out?"

"Yes. All of them."

Felus started sweating.

"Or (To save resources) we can give them something to route for."

"Something to route for?"

"Yes. Something to route for. Someone to cheer on for as they struggle against all obstacles. Get them back into their bloodlust."

"And what would you suggest?"

"-"

"And if you're about to say 'true love' I'm gonna come down there to the control room and whack on the head repeatedly with a mallet."

"I was not going to say true love."

"Good."

"Although love is a factor – not romantic love! There are others kinds of love!"

"I think I know what you're about to say, but say it anyway."

"Fraternal love."

He didn't know how long he had been sitting against the tree, covering his face. Suddenly he heard an announcement from Felus.

"There has been a change in the rules. It is possible for two tributes to win if they come from the same district."

Phineas realised what that meant.

"Ferb!"

He ran, looking for him. It meant that they could go home together, that they could both be victors.

Ferb wasn't with the careers anymore, so his best bet was to retrace his steps, back to where he last saw him, look for any clues as to where he had gone. His search led him to a stream. A hand grabbed him. It was Ferb, camouflaged in the ground.

"Hey."

Phineas helped him up. They hugged each other.

They took refuge in a nearby cave. They weren't alone. Two tributes in the shadows had already taken shelter. Phineas heard a strange noise and in a flash of light a shield appeared, and he heard the drawing of a sword. Coming out of the shadows, it was the two tributes from District 6. Phineas backed away, falling over.

"Ferb?" The girl, Connie asked.

"Connie? Phineas, it's ok!" Ferb told him.

"Ferb!"

The girl went to hug him.

"It's so good to see you! I was so worried what happened to you after you ran! I mean I knew you couldn't be dead, but still I was worried about you."

"I'm confused," Phineas admitted.

"Phineas, this is Connie," Ferb introduced, "Don't worry, she's not like the others. She only joined the careers to protect the boy from her own district, just like me."

The district 6 boy, Steven (Who had lost a lot of weight), walked over to Phineas.

"Looks like you've grazed yourself."

"No, it's nothing."

"Here, I can help."

Licking his hand, Steven slapped it on Steven's knee.

"Eugh! What are you-?"

His knees sparkled, before the wound healed.

"I have healing spit."

"Cool! Gross, but cool!"

"She also protected me from Finn when he found out I betrayed the group."

"Finn?"

"The District 2 boy."

Phineas got up.

"You saved my brother's life?"

"Yes."

"Thank you."

They were later gathered around a fire. Connie explained how she escaped from Finn after fighting him off. Steven, who survived thanks to the bag he got from the cornucopia as well as foraging, despite initially escaping as far as possible later tracked the careers down to keep an eye on Connie, and had just met her when she escaped. They later took refuge in this cave, where they've been since, only going out for supplies.

The foursome looked at each other.

"So, shall we be allies?" Steven offered.

Phineas was at a moment reluctant, thinking about what happened to his last ally. Then again, he knew that being allies would give them a reason not to fight each other.

"Sure, why not?"

"So I think two of us should go out and get supplies while the other half guard our base," Connie suggested.

"You two can go out and get supplies," Phineas told Connie and Steven, "Ferb and I will see if can spruce up the place."

"Um. Spruce it up?" Steven asked.

"Yeah. Set up some security against invaders. As well as make it more homely. Or at least, more homely than we're used to."

Steven and Connie looked at each other.

"OK, do your best," Connie told them.

After they left, Phineas looked around the cave.

"Ferb, I know what we're gonna do today!"

When Steven and Connie came back later that day, they found that the cave entrance was covered in moss. Had they not known about it they wouldn't have even known it was there. They pushed through the strands to find a wooden door.

"Oh hey guys!" Phineas greeted as he opened the door, "We saw you coming through the periscope after you tripped the alarm system."

"-The- periscope?" Steven asked.

Sure enough, there was a periscope poking out at the top of the cave, disguised as a bird.

"I wanted to call it the perryscope after our pet platypus Perry, but I don't think platypuses can be found here and a platypus would look suspicious."

"Well you two have certainly been busy," Connie remarked,

"Come on in, we'll shown you what we've done with the place."

Steven and Connie's jaws dropped. The floor was covered by a pine needle carpet, and filled with wooden furniture.

"Well, what do you think?"

Steven and Connie's expression remain frozen, unsure over what had happened.

"Wait, is that actual fabric on those beds and couches?" Connie pointed.

"Yeah."

"…Where did you even get the fabric?"

"You'd be surprised at what you can find in the woods."

"…But, but but but-"

"I know it's a bit small, but hopefully there's enough space for us. See, here is the main living area, beds over here, the kitchen's over there-"

"You built a kitchen?"

"Yeah. Also it's fully stocked by the way. We were also able to set up a bathroom, we're just waiting for the parts for the indoor plumbing."

"…YOU'RE WAITING FOR PARTS?" Connie exclaimed, "FROM WHOM? What you think a crate of pipes are just going to fall from the sky?"

Everyone heard a ring. Going outside, they saw a parachute float down with a large crate. Inside was an assortment of pipes.

"I guess we have generous sponsors."

"…I'm sorry. I'm just confused."

"Well like I said we need the piping-"

"No, not about that! Well yes, about that, but not just about that!"

"What do you mean?" Phineas asked, now confused himself.

"Phineas, you and Ferb practically made a home all by yourselves! In a cave! In less than a day!"

"Well it wasn't all by ourselves, the animals helped as well."

"You got the animals to help you set up the security, door, camouflage and furniture?"

"Yeah. They had no problem helping us, although we probably need to check with their union."

"I think I need to lie down."

"Well we've made a comfy couch-"

"No seriously, I need to lie down."

Connie collapsed.

"Connie!" Steven exclaimed.

Bringing her in, they laid her on the bed.

"Connie, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, I'm fine. I was just overwhelmed by all the impossible stuff Phineas and Ferb did today-"

"It's your leg again, isn't it?"

"Steven, I said I'm fine!"

"No, you're not! Let me take a look."

Reluctantly, Connie pulled up her left trouser leg, showing the wound. Phineas and Ferb almost got sick looking at it. They quickly looked away.

"What happened?" Phineas asked.

"It's where Finn got me, while I was defending Ferb."

Steven slapped new spit on it.

"I don't get it. You should be healed already, but it looks like it's getting- er better."

"I guess the game makers knew about your abilities, and didn't want to give you an advantage."

"Sorry, you guys aren't found of blood, I take it."

"I've never even seen blood until I came to the arena."

"Really? Not even your own blood?"

"No."

"Wow. District 1 sounds like something, where you can build whatever you like in less than a day. Where it's so peaceful you're never actually seen blood. Guess there's always the duck troopers."

"Well sure, nobody likes the duck troopers, but they can actually be quite friendly."

"Really?"

"Sure. I mean everyone knows that they're oppressive, but they're not so bad once you get to know them. One of them told me how he wants to learn how to play a guitar."

"Huh. Duck trooper and friendly are not words I would put together."

"Really? What are your duck troopers like?"

"Well we've got Duck Commandos. They're a lot tougher than the duck troopers you're used to. Plus they're bossy and mean. And even if they weren't there's this big steel wall surrounding the district, drones always surveiling the area, except for the bath and bedrooms. So that's the one thing you've got to hand to them. They maybe oppressive, but at least they aren't creeps!"

"Huh. All we've got is a fence. What does your district produce again?"

"Junk food."

"I guess the capitol people must really love their junk food."

"Yours produce amusements, right?"

"Yeah. Me and Ferb build them."

"You build the amusements for your District?" Connie asked.

"Yeah, every day. We're not allowed to ride them, though."

"But aren't you two a little young to be engineers?"

"Yes. Yes we are."

"…So how are you able to engineer if you're so young?"

"Huh. I'm not used to a follow up to that question. Normally when we answer people just leave it at that."

"…They just accept that you're a little young to be engineers?"

"Well, engineers, landscape contractors, toy designers, working in a museum-"

"I'm sorry, Phineas, I'm just going to need a moment to process that."

"Why?"

"It's like I said," Steven said, "Our dimension is a little different from yours."

That evening, an announcement came from Felus, saying that there will be a feast tonight at the cornucopia, that will have something each district desperately needs.

"Desperately needs? Connie, that must be where there's medicine for your leg!"

"Steven, no! Don't you see? It's a trap! It's just a way to entice everyone to fight again!"

"So what do you expect me to do, just stand here and watch you die?"

The only sound was the dripping of water on the cave floor.

"I'm going."

"Steven universe, if you go out then I'm following you."

"But you can't get far with that leg!"

"Then I'll scream, letting everyone know where we are! Steven, please? Promise me you won't go?"

Steven stared at her.

"Okay. I promise."

Phineas looked at the pair.

"Maybe we should go to bed early for the night," He suggested.

Connie was shivering as she slept. Phineas looked at the ceiling. He knew what to do.

P.S. I do not own 'Steven Universe', 'Adventure Time' or anything related either.