I open my eyes, to see Ferb staring down at me. "A-are you okay?" He asks, still worried. "I… I think so…" I say as I look at myself. "I guess that laser really didn't do anything. Though… Did you see anything right after it blasted me?" I ask.

"No, once you were blasted, the machine blew up and smoke filled the light. I couldn't see anything." He answers. "Oh, okay. Well, then I'm fine I guess." I say, still trying to wrap my head around what happened.

I sit up and look around to see my bedroom. "Heh, I was scared to death when he pulled out that remote and shot you." I laugh, playing with stuff on my desk. "Yeah, I was super confused too." He said.

"I'm just glad you're okay…" He says, relief flowing through his every word. "It's okay Ferb, I'm fine. It's all in the past." I say. I walk over to Ferb and we hug for a short bit before mom calls us to breakfast.

I check my watch. "Huh, it's seven. Were we there overnight or something? I swear we were there for like a week…" I wonder. "Nope, yesterday was August 17th. My watch says it's the 18th. So… Yeah." He answers. "Oh, wow."

We walk down to get breakfast. "Hey, uh, can we agree to not tell mom?" I whisper while we walk downstairs. "Agreed. Mom would flip and hug us to death if she knew!" Ferb laugh whispered.

We sat down and got our plates and pancakes for breakfast.

I sit by our tree after breakfast, and Ferb joins me soon after. He silently slides open the screen door and sits down beside me. I sigh.

"Something on your mind?" He immediately asks, while sitting up and looking intently at me. "N-no, everything's fine. It's just… I don't know how to feel about this. A guy who I may or may not know shot me with a laser that does God knows what, and we are keeping it secret… It's kind of hard not to think about." I explain, while lost in thought.

"Well, Phineas, let me tell you something. I was super scared when he slammed on that button. I was, well, probably more scared than even you!" He laughed. I laughed lightly with him.

"Yeah. But um… I told you that I didn't know what the white laser did… But, I do know what it was supposed to do. But since it didn't work, it doesn't matter anymore. Please don't ask… It's horrible to think about something like that happening to my poor Phinny…" He says, drifting into an imagination sequence. But you can't see, because this is Phineas's P.O.V., not Ferb's.

He shakes his head vigorously. "Well, anyway, it doesn't matter. You're still you, and you're okay, so everything's oka—" "Hey Phineas, watch down?" Isabella asks. "Nothing! We're not talking about… er… Nothing!" I yell speak nervously. Ferb gives me a thumbs up.

"Oooookay… Anyway, what big plan do you have cooked up for today..?" She asks, leaning far forward towards me. "Well, I'm not sure. Maybe we could go swimming?" I question. "Okay! The Fireside Girls need their breath-holding patches anyway. Let's go!" Isabella urges. "You know what? You could definitely improve those tiny boring waterslides, ya know…" Isabella suggests. "Okay, then it's settled. Ferb, I know what we're gonna do today!"