Ferb and Lawrence
It's official I own Phineas & Ferb... psych... no I don't.
Normally a Saturday at the coffee shop is busy, but it's the middle of February with a second snow storm in the forecast.
Sixteen-year-old Ferb was sitting in the almost deserted establishment when the door opened and his father walked in. "How's your day been?" Lawrence inquired of his son. Ferb shrugged his shoulders in response.
Lawrence came back to his son's table after getting a drink and snack. "We're closing the shop up early today." Ferb nodded and looked at his hot chocolate. "Can you help me clean up some new pieces?" Lawrence asked. His son looked up at him and nodded.
"Do you know where Phineas is today? He's not responded to your mother's calls." Lawrence tried to get his son to say something. Ferb blinked. "He's at the movies with Isabella." Lawrence smiled. "Why didn't you go with them?" The teen had a worried look on his face for a moment. "I had something better to do with my time today." He said and smiled ever so slightly.
Lawrence studied his son for a moment. "Really? What could possibly be a better use of your time than going out with friends?" Ferb looked seriously at his father. "First off, I'm not going to supervise Phineas on a date with Isabella, no thank you. Second, I had my driver's test today." It was Lawrence's turn to look worried. "You should have re-scheduled for a couple of months, driving in the snow isn't wise you know."
Ferb grinned then started to snicker, he pulled out a piece of paper from his wallet and showed it to his father. "I passed. I did better than the tester. At the end of the test he asked me to put the car into the parking lot, I managed that without too much difficulty. Then as I was coming out of the office with this," he said indicating his temporary licence, "I saw the tester try to leave the parking lot, he reversed into the retaining wall."
Thank you for reading, suggestions are accepted for further installments.