Phineas and Ferb

Baby Adventures of Phineas

Chapter 7: The Doctor

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!

Phineas raced down the stairs in his usual attire. He hit the bottom step and raced to the kitchen, thinking he would see his mother at the table. But instead, all he saw was Candace eating a bowl of cereal. "Candy! Where's Mommy?" He asked sweetly.

"She's in bed. She's not feeling well." Candace replied.

"Mommy's sad?"

"No, Mom's not sad, Phineas." Candace stood up and walked over to her confused and now concerned brother. "She's just sick is all. She's not feeling well."

"Sick? What's that?"

"Well, it's...it's when you're not well enough to get out of bed. It's like...gee, I don't know how to explain it. It's one of those things where it can't be explained but you know it when you see it."

"But I didn't see it! I didn't see Mommy!" Phineas waved his arms around like he was trying to get Candace's attention.

"Do you want to go see Mommy? I think she'd be glad to see you." Phineas's face lit up. "OK, let's go see Mommy then." She picked up her infant brother and carried him up the stairs to Linda's room. She knocked. "Mom? You up for a visitor?"

"Ok..." Her voice was hoarse and a sniffle was heard. Candace slowly opened the door hoping not to cause a stir, but upon seeing her mother, Phineas's face lit up again. He wriggled his way out of Candace's arms and rushed over to the bed, as he tried desperately to climb up onto the bed. Candace eventually made her way over and picked him up and plopped him on the bed next to Linda.

"Hi Mommy!" He waved frantically saying hello. Linda laughed.

"Good morning, Phineas. I'm sorry I didn't wake you this morning."

"What's wrong?"

"My head hurts, my throat's sore, and my nose is all clogged. I think I have a cold."

"Oh no! You're cold!" He turned to Candace. "Candy, get a blankie! Mommy's cold!"

Linda laughed again and patted her son on the head. "No, Phineas. I'm not cold. I have a cold! There's a difference."

"Can I make you feel better?"

Again, Linda and Candace laughed. "That's so sweet of you. But no, you're just a baby. No, the only thing I need to do is rest in bed today and I'll feel better in the morning."

"NO!" Phineas shouted, waving his arms around rapidly. "You need doctor!"

"What?"

"You need a doctor, and you need me-dee-cine, and you need-" Candace picked him up off the bed. "Candy! Mommy needs a doctor!"

"Mom's fine. She just needs some bed rest, OK?"

Phineas looked at both Candace and Linda. They both smiled at him, but he wouldn't smile back. "No doctor?"

"No doctor. It's just a cold. She's OK. I promise. Now do you want to play with me and my toys."

"No thank you I wanna go my room now please." He said quickly. So Candace carried him back to his room and plopped him down next to his toys before quietly leaving him by himself. For a while, Phineas just sat there next to his toys, alone with his thoughts. He couldn't stop thinking about his mother, and how she was lying in bed sick with her nasty cold. He wasn't quite sure how he could help, but he desperately wanted to.

So after giving it some thought, Phineas propped himself up onto his feet and carefully made his way downstairs and walked towards the phone. Up to this point into his young life he had been taught just two numbers: 9-1-1 for emergencies and 4-1-1 for information. So he dialed 4-1-1 and listened as the phone rang. He giggled at each ring.

"Information. How can I help you?" The lady on the other line asked sweetly.

"My mommy...she's sick." Phineas said bluntly. There was a moment's silence.

"Son, what is your name?"

"My name is Phineas. And my mommy's sick, but she won't see a doctor. I need a doctor now!" He yelled louder, thinking louder would help. The woman on the other line laughed.

"How old are you?"

"I'm this many!" He held out two fingers on his non-phone hand, once again failing to understand the concept that the woman could not see his outstretched fingers through the phone. Another laugh.

"Well what's wrong with her?"

"Well..." Phineas had to think for a moment. "She's coughy, and sneezy, and she's not very happy, and that makes me sad. And I don't wanna be sad! I gotta help Mommy!" He started getting distressed. The woman on the other line didn't know exactly what to do, so she tried to entertain the call as long as possible.

"Don't you worry. I'll send some doctors to your house to check on your mommy sweetie. Now is there another adult I can talk to?"

Phineas's eyes lit up. "Yes! Hold on!" He put the phone down and called out. "CANDY!" Within seconds Candace was downstairs by the phone. "Here!" He handed her the phone and then stepped aside cutely to let Candace talk.

"...hello?" She was surprised to hear the woman ask for the home address and was skeptical at first. But once the woman explained the phone call she had with Phineas, Candace lightened up and gave the woman the information. When she was done, she hung up and took Phineas back to her room to play with him.

A few hours later, there was a knock at the door. A slightly recovered Linda walked to the door and opened it, and standing there was a male doctor and female nurse. "Hi there. I'm Doctor Footman and this is Nurse Eliza. I'm looking for a Mrs. Flynn here."

"What?" She asked, still congested. Candace and Phineas did not make her aware of the latter's phone call. She chuckled nervously. "I-I'm sorry, there seems to be some sort of mistake here."

"Really? Because we received a call about a woman in need of medical attention."

"Well that's very nice and all, but there's-" She was interrupted by the loud pitter-patter of Phineas's tiny feet as he came running into the living room to greet the doctors.

"Thank you for coming!" He shouted loudly as he soared past Linda. "This is Mommy!" He introduced Linda to them. "She's sick! And she won't see a doctor and I don't want her to be sick no more so fix her now please." He said rapidly while waving his arms around.

The doctor was amused, and patted Phineas on his tiny head. "Are you the one who called us?"

"Yes I am! But it wasn't just me! It was Candy too." He turned to the staircase. "CANDY!" He called out to his sister, who came down the stairs at breakneck pace. "This is Candy!"

The doctor laughed again. "Well I guess it's nice to see you have children that go out of their way to help you, isn't it Mrs. Flynn?"

Linda looked at both her children and smiled. "Yes, yes it is."

"Well let's get you checked out and then we'll be on our way. Would you kids like to help us?" He asked Candace and Phineas. Phineas's eyes immediately lit up. He laughed loudly as he and Candace followed the doctor, the nurse, and Linda back to Linda's room. Once there the doctor put all of his equipment on the dresser drawer. When Phineas was put on the bed next to Linda, he was well within reach of said equipment. "Alright Mrs. Flynn let me just do a thorough exam of-" He went to his bag to pull out his stethoscope but when he reached in he discovered it wasn't there. Instead, he found baby Phineas in possession of it, trying to figure out how it worked.

He was wearing it properly but was trying to figure out how to use it. He giggled as he placed the end piece on his chest. After a brief second, he got startled and threw it off of him. "Phineas?" Candace asked. "What's wrong?"

"I heard a scary noise!" He answered, visibly frightened.

"Aww, you probably just heard your heartbeat. Look." She grabbed the stethoscope and put it on her, placing the end piece on Phineas's chest. "See? I can hear your little heart." She then took it off herself and strapped it on him so he could listen. "Do you hear it?"

Phineas listened to the tiny and rapid pitter-patter of his heartbeat. After a few beats, he smiled and laughed. While Candace and the nurse showed Phineas the various tools the doctor had, he gave Linda a check up and prescribed some medication for her.

"And just take one of these twice a day for a week and your migraines should go away." He said to her. "And that should about do it. Right kids?"

"No!" Phineas shouted waving his arms around. "You forgot!"

"Hmm? What did I forget?"

Phineas turned to Candace. "Candy, put me down please." Candace picked Phineas up and put him on the ground. "Thank you! I be back in a minute!" He dashed out of the room laughing the whole way. He ran downstairs and ran into the living room and reached into the bowl in the center and grabbed two lolly pops. He ran back up the stairs into Linda's room with the lolly pops in hand. "Lolly!"

The doctor scratched his head while all Linda could do was laugh. "What's that?"

"Lolly! You didn't give Mommy a lolly!" He ran towards the bed; Candace picked him up and put him on the bed. He handed her alolly pop and kissed her on the cheek in the process.

"Thank you Phineas. Or should I say...Dr. Phineas." She picked him up and hugged him tightly.

"I give myself a lolly!" He said as he opened his own lolly pop and started licking it. The doctor and nurse saw themselves out - with the doctor patting Phineas on the head as he walked by, leaving Candace, Phineas, and Linda in the room. "Do you feel better, Mommy?"

"I do, Phineas. I do. Thank you and Candace for getting the doctor to make a house call." Linda said as she hugged both her daughter and her infant son.

"Actually it was Phineas. He's the one that made the call." Candace explained.

"I called a lady and she started talking and I started talking and then we talked and talked and then we got a doctor!" He said fairly rapidly, and when he finished, he stuck his tongue out ever so slightly and smiled. "But then Candy talked and then she talked and then...and then we got a doctor!"

"Hey Phineas, I think Mom could use some rest. Do you wanna come play with me in my room?" Candace asked. Phineas started cheering. He stood up on his tiny legs and walked to Linda to give her and hug and a kiss.

"I wanna stay with Mommy! She needs a doctor! And I'm a doctor! She said!" He shouted in a worried tone.

"No, Phineas. I'm fine. I promise. Go play with your sister."

"Really?"

"Yes." She kissed him right back.

"But...but if you needs a doctor, you call, OK?" He said rather sternly, wagging his little finger at her and then bursting into laughter.

"Yes, Phineas. If I need you, I'll call you."

"OK Mommy I love you!" With that he held his arms out for Candace to pick him up. They both waved happily to Linda and allowed her to rest; meanwhile in her mind all she could think about was how lucky she was to have a daughter and son as wonderful as Candace and Phineas.

End of Chapter 7!