"This is such a good movie." Phineas said.
The words "ON THE TRAIL" flashed onto the screen. A man was riding on his horse.
"I used to watch this movie all the time." Candace said. "Then it got kind of old."
"And here you are watching it again." Phineas said, reaching for the popcorn bowl.
Phineas, Ferb and Candace were sitting on the couch. Perry was lying on the rug. Ferb was rubbing his back with his foot.
"There he is." Said the main hero on the television. "That darn old Rusty Buckets."
"We'll get 'im." Said his sidekick.
"Ride on, Buttersandals." The main hero told his horse.
"Buttersandals? He related to Gingershoes?" Perry asked.
"This movie was made by the same people who created 'Horse In A Bookcase'." Phineas said.
"Phineas, stop blabbing during the movie." Candace snapped.
"Ert's a hurse!" Ferb said.
"Buh-lowfish!" Said Phineas.
"You guys are so WEIRD." Candace moaned.
"THERE HE IS!" The main hero suddenly shouted. "RUSTY BUCKETS! BUTTERSANDALS, GIDDYUP!"
A chase scene began. Rusty Buckets was in the lead, but Buttersandals was catching up quickly.
Suddenly the sidekick fell off of his horse, smacking his head against the bumpy part of the saddle.
"And then he had to get a new face!" Ferb said.
Phineas burst out laughing.
"Bluttersandals." Ferb said.
Perry had to keep himself from laughing. Too many snorting noises would annoy Candace.
"I love you, Ferb." Phineas said. "And you, Perry. And you, Candace."
Perry beamed up at him.
Meanwhile, on the television, Buttersandals was eating an apple.
...
Malice leaned against the wall and watched as Finicky and the others all rejoiced at their leader's return. Tesla broke into the circle and shook hands with Prince.
"New member. Great." Prince said.
JD grabbed onto Prince's shoulder. "Yeah, yeah yeah. Good times. Niece's not doin' too well, though. I'm gonna get her in a safe spot so she can rest for a bit."
Malice stood up. JD walked Prince over to the door.
"Jay, can I talk to her for a second?" Malice asked.
JD shrugged. "Her choice. I'll be out by my car."
Prince headed into the back room of their hideout, away from all the others. Malice followed.
She closed the door behind them and folded her arms. "So?"
"Good to have you back." Malice said.
"You certainly look thrilled."
"I am." Malice said, trying to smile more. "I was just worried about you. How'd you escape? Fight them off?"
"Perry came and got me." Prince said.
"Hm." Malice said. He picked up a plastic wolf toy that had been sitting on a shelf.
"Why do you hate him?" Prince asked suddenly.
Malice nearly dropped the wolf in surprise. "I don't hate him."
"You're ice around him."
"I just don't fully trust him." Malice said. "He is an agent, after all."
"Fair enough." Prince said. "He most likely doesn't trust you, either."
Malice nodded, not even sure that he cared whether Perry trusted him or not. He put the wolf back on the shelf.
"Sorry, Mally." Prince said. "But you're my second in command. And I'm super happy right now."
"I'm not sure you have any idea what I'm talking about." Malice grumbled.
"Oh, I do." Prince said.
She put a hand on his shoulder, probably just to stabilize herself on her one leg.
"I may not trust him." Malice said. "But I trust him a heck of a lot more than I trust any of the other people you told me about."
"You trust him more than Vance Ward, then?"
"You know what I mean." Malice wished she would get his hand off his shoulder. It was making him uncomfortable.
"Yes, I do. Look, you either have to get over it or move on."
"I can't."
Not even aware he was doing it, Malice grabbed her and kissed her. Prince shoved him away.
"Sorry, Mally, but I'm not interested in you."
"I know." Malice said, his face burning. He folded his arms.
"We'll call it even, then? You got your kiss. You no longer have to be Jack Frost around Perry now, got it?"
"Fine." Malice said, although he had barely heard her.
"Don't be a stranger." Prince said. She turned and limped out the door.
She was promptly replaced by Crusher, who dropped a heavy duffel bag on the floor and sat down in a chair. She stared at Malice.
"What happened to her?"
"She was kidnapped. She's back now."
"Obvs." Crusher said. "What's with you?"
Malice shrugged. "Nothin'."
...
"Nothin' worse than bees-a-stingin', 'cept this cowboy song we're singing on the trail."
Phineas and Ferb had both passed out during the middle of the movie. Candace and Perry were the only ones left awake.
The credits began to roll.
Candace yawned. "Goodnight, Perry."
Perry chewed on the living room rug, thinking about everything that had happened over the past few days.
It certainly was a lot to think about.
He started to fall asleep to the country song in the credits when two names caught his eye.
BEAVERS IN THE BACKGROUND: BOBBY JANE BEAVER AND JOHNNY SUE BEAVER.
Perry smiled. The casters had gotten the right beavers for their movie.