Phineas and Ferb

Baby Adventures of Phineas

Chapter 3: The Birthday

Disclaimer: Phineas and Ferb does not belong to me. It belongs to Dan Povenmire and Jeff Swampy Marsh, who have done an amazing job with this show the past 8+ years. Here's to 8+ MORE years!

Linda was busy baking a big cake and Candace had the task of putting up the balloons, streamers, and decorations. It was Phineas's 2nd birthday, and they were determined to throw a great party for him. They invited all of his toddler friends (including neighbor Isabella).

There was a knock at the door. "Oh, that must be the others." Linda said as she set the cake on the table. "Candace, would you go get your brother and bring him down here?"

"Sure, Mom!" Candace raced upstairs to Phineas's room. He found the little toddler coloring in his coloring book. He stopped for a moment and looked up, and the instant he saw his sister his face lit up.

"Hi Candy!" He waved frantically at her as he giggled. Candace smiled.

"Phineas, your friends are here?" She told him. His eyes reversed-crossed slightly indicating he was confused. "You know, for the birthday party?"

His face lit up again. "Birfday?" He shouted.

"Yes! An-" But before she could get even another word out, Phineas had run to his crib and pulled out a drawing with a bow on top. He ran to Candace to show her. "What's that?"

"Birfday present!" He shouted as he ran past her and down the stairs. Candace was left scratching her head, completely confused.

When they arrived downstairs, Phineas's face lit up again when he saw all the neighbors (and Isabella) as well as the parents sitting on the floor next to a pile of their presents for him. The kids all cheered when Phineas came down the stairs and the parents stood in awe.

"Hi everyone!" Phineas shouted as he waved frantically. He then held up his drawing. "Present!" He ran over to the pile of presents and dropped his drawing on top. He had absolutely no idea that the party - and the presents - were for him. "Present!" He looked up at his mom as she entered the room. "Mommy, I got my birfday present!"

Linda observed the drawing on top of the pile. It was then she realized he had no clue it was all for him. "Phineas, honey..." She knelled down and picked him up. "Did you make that drawing yourself?"

"Yes I did Mommy. I made it for the birfday baby. But I dunno whose birfday it is. So I just writed "Happy Birfday!" He giggled loudly, again drawing the awe of the other parents. "Mommy, whose birfday is it?" He smiled so warmly that Linda wanted to tell him and get it over with so he could start opening the gifts.

"Do you really not know whose birthday it is?"

"No." He shook his head rapidly. "I feel bad, Mommy." He then frowned and lowered his head.

"You feel bad? Why?"

"Because! I dunno whose birfday it is, so I couldn't get 'em a good birfday present." He looked up at his mother again with sad puppy eyes. He genuinely felt bad, thinking that he didn't get the birthday boy a good enough present. Little did he know that he was the birthday boy.

"But Phineas, you didn't have to get them a gift."

"I didn't? Why not?"

"Because it's your birthday."

Again, reverse cross-eyes. "What?"

"It's your birthday."

"It's my birthday?" He asked again as he was gently put down on the ground.

"Yes, Phineas." Linda smiled. "It's your birthday."

"Wait!" He shouted as he turned to the toddlers, the parents, Candace, and then Linda. His tiny brain was trying so hard to process all of the information that was coming at him. "So...so I get presents?" He asked, placing a hand on his chest to identify himself.

"Yes, Phineas. You get presents." Linda couldn't help but smile warmly at his adorable son as he tried to understand the fact that it was him being celebrated today.

"But...but why?"

Candace knelled down to Phineas's height. "Because it's your birthday. It's the day that you came into this world, and we celebrate by giving you presents. Look, all your friends even brought you gifts."

He turned to his friends. "Thank you friends." He said as he ran over to them. He opened his arms and gave Isabella a huge hug. She giggled and returned it. "But I can't choose!" He shouted as he parted, confusing everyone.

"What do you mean you can't choose?"

"I can't choose one present to open. All my friends - they got me presents, and I don't wanna make them sad if I don't choose their presents, and-" He was visibly getting flustered. Tears formed in his eyes. His brain hadn't quite processed the whole ordeal yet, and he didn't want to hurt anybody's feelings, even at such a young age.

"Phineas!" Linda shouted as she picked him up again. "Phineas, listen to me, honey." She kissed him on the cheek; he giggled. "You don't have to choose one present, because they're all for you."

"Wait, really?"

"You get to open them all, sweetheart. They're all for you. You're not going to hurt anybody's feelings because nobody's gift is going to be left out. Sweetheart, please don't cry. This is a wonderful day!"

"But Mommy!" He shouted. "I don't want anybody to be...sad!" He started to cry. "I'm sorry, Mommy!"

"Aw, don't cry." She hugged him tighter. "Nobody's going to have their feelings hurt. And you shouldn't either. Now don't you want to open your presents?"

"No!" He shouted, waving his arms frantically around. "I don't want presents! I want love!" He cried even harder. Linda brought Phineas to the couch, and she helped the other parents put the rest of the toddlers next to him. Isabella sat right next to him and tried to hug him as he cried his heart out.

"Phineas, what do you mean you want love? Don't you know that we all love you?" Linda asked again.

"Yeah, Phineas. You make every day better! There's nothing I enjoy more than getting to see you wake up in your crib or give you a goodnight kiss before you fall asleep." Candace said warmly. "Don't you know that we love you?"

Phineas opened his teary eyes and looked at both his sister and mother, who were smiling so warmly with tears in their eyes as well. "Do you...do you love me?"

"Very much."

"Sweetie if you don't want to open your gifts right now, then what do you want?"

"Hugs! And Kisses! And...love!" He shouted as he looked around. Everyone aww'd loudly and simultaneously went in to give Phineas as much hugs, kisses, and love as he wanted. Isabella - who was starting to crush on him - gave the biggest hugs and kisses of the toddlers. Once everyone had a turn, they put Phineas back on the couch; he had a smile on the face, but one that was hiding a ton of guilt. "Thank you everyone. I'm sorry I was bad..."

"Phineas, stop it. You weren't bad!" Linda protested. "You were upset. That's OK. But you're a baby. You shouldn't feel like you have to be this perfect being for us to love you. We love you for who you are. And days like these are our chance to show you that."

"I love you, Mommy. I love you Candy. And I'll be a good boy from now on." He said solemnly as he lowered his head slightly.

"OK, that's it. I think it's time for presents."

Linda and Candace started handing Phineas presents. He was reluctant to open them, but with encouragement from everyone in the room, he started to open them. He had no idea what half of the gifts were, but he expressed his thanks through hugs and laughter. And all the while, neither Linda nor Candace hesitated to show him that they loved him so much, and that seeing him get so upset at such a young age did nothing but break their hearts.

End of Chapter 3!

Hope you enjoy. :)