Chapter 3

It was early the next morning. Phineas jumped out of his bed and dressed into some dark blue jeans and his orange and white striped shirt with a dark green jacket. He quickly put on his shoes and headed to the bathroom. The redhead opened the sink's drawer and took out Ferb's comb. He pulled out one of Ferb's green hair from it and put on some toilet paper then shoved it in his pocket. He put the brush back, closed the drawer and headed out of the bathroom and down into the kitchen. He checked that the oven clock read '6:30 am'. Once he listened for if anyone woke up when he was doing his stuff. Luckly, Phineas was in the clear and he headed outside and made his way to the city area of Danville. He knew he was heading to his friend's father, more specifically Vannessa Doofensmirtz. Remembering that she didn't know he was on his way, he pulled out his cell phone and dialed her number. It rang for a few seconds until a girl's voice came up. "Hello?"

"Hey Vannessa! Sorry for waking you," Phineas said apologetically.

"It's fine Phineas. I was just at my friend's party and I'm headed home now. So what's up?"

"Oh cool! I wish I was old enough to go to those kinds of parties! Anyways, I was wondering if actually you dad can help me with something."

"You will get your chance. Maybe I can even invite you to the next one!"

"That'd be awesome."

"But for what you're asking, you could come over to my place so you can talk to him. I can pick you up along the way since I'm heading over there. Where are you now?"

" I'm near my house. Do you remember the address?"

"Yup! Alright I'll be there in five." Vannessa said then she hung up. Phineas sighed and waited for his ride. Not too long later, a black sedan pulled up to where Phineas was. The window rolled down to reveal a goth at the driver's seat. "Hop in."

"Thanks Vanessa," Phineas thanked as he climbed into the passenger's seat. Once the car started the move, Vanessa started talking. "So why do you need my dad's help anyway? He's not good at anything, though he thinks he's good at evil."

"Well I actually need help with this hair sample," Phineas told the goth as he took out the toilet paper.

"Who's it from?"

"Ferb. I need to check his DNA in this strand of hair to check his genetics and heritage."

"And why do you need to do that?"

"Well… it's his biological brother. At least that's what he says but I think he's not what he says he is. I have trusted people before but this guy…"

"Is like a serial killer under disguise?"

"Yeah. I'm very suspicious of him. He even told me that he'll do anything in his power to get Ferb. He even smashed my hands in a tool box! Whoever this guy is, he's nuts."

"... But what if he is Ferb's biological brother? Then what?"

"I know that there is no chance that it's true. They might look the same but his story is far from the truth."

Silence.

"Well from what it sounds like, I agree that Ferb's 'biological brother' is a total lunatic. So if I were you, I'd go with my instincts. He's your family and family protects each other even if they hurt them in the process," Vanessa told him sincerely.

Phineas nodded.

The rest of the car ride was silent. The sun had already risen as they reached Vanessa's second home. "Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated!" A jingle sang as they made their way inside the building and into the apartment. The goth turned to the inventor as they entered the large space. "Wait here. I'll go get my dad, he should be already building his inator right about now." Phineas nodded as she went into a room. The redhead just started walking around the large room, curiosity taking over him. He stopped when he heard two pairs of footsteps behind him. He turned around to face the goth and the evil scientist. "Hey Dr.D."

"Hey kid. Vanessa filled me in on what you told her and I agreed to help. Can you hand me the hair strand?" Heinz Doofenshmirtz asked which the boy complied.

"Do you think you can give me the heritage and genes from the DNA?" Phineas asked as they all walked to a table where a couple of tools were and a machine that looked like an old fashioned computer.

"It's a piece of cake. Especially with my new creation, THE HERITAGE-INATOR!" Heinz praised. He received confused and expectant looks from both kids so he decided to explain. "Well you see, I was raised by wild ocelots but I wanted to know where my real parents were so I could find them, but unfortunately the technology wasn't as advanced back then as it is now, heh. But I decided that I would make a machine that would be easier to find people and/or their genetics quicker."

"Woah! So how does it work?" Phineas asked in awe.

"Well this is just like a computer, but instead of putting in like a CD, you insert the sample into the slot and the inator will gather all the information it could find on that person. Now, let's test it out!" Dr. D placed the green hair strand on a tray which inserted itself inside the computer. Once finished, a little 'ding' went off and showed a bunch of information of it's screen. It read:

Ferdinand William Fletcher:

Sex: Male

Age: 10

Blood type A

Father: Lawrence Fletcher

Mother: Unknown

Siblings: None

The list read on and on but Phineas only stopped until he read the last two words- 'Siblings: None'. The young boy was feeling mixed emotions: righteousness, confusion, and worry.

There was a stranger posing as Ferb's biological brother.

That stranger was with Ferb right now.

"Dr. D! Can you print that out for me?" Phineas asked frantically. The scientist was a bit startled by the change in attitude but shrugged and did what he was asked to do. The redhead then turned to the teenager who had a shocked face.

"I'll give you a ride, don't worry," Vanessa answered his unasked question.

"Here you go-" Heinz was cut off by Phineas snatching the papers from his hand.

"Thanks Dr.D!" Phineas yelled as he and Vanessa ran out the door, leaving Doofensmirtz dumbfounded. The two kids hopped into the car and sped off heading to the Flynn-Fletcher home. Getting there in less than two minutes, Phineas hopped out of the car with the papers in hands.

"Hey Phineas!" Vanessa called. He turned his head towards the car. "Be safe, you don't know what he's capable of."

Phineas nodded.

The boy ran into the driveway, noticing a machine revealing itself over the fence, and opened the gate.

To be continued...