Dr. D was not having a good morning. He had woken up with a melted ice pack on his pillow, a lump that was a hideous shade of purple on his forehead, and the wrap around his foot had unravelled and rewrapped its self around both his legs.

He had been having such a good night and wondered when everything had gone wrong. After several minutes of struggling in the death trap that was his bed, Heinz had reset his foot, which also sported a bruise, and managed to make it out of his bedroom alive.

A cold shower and several cups of coffee later Heinz pulled out the inator he planned to use today. A lot of work had gone into this machine over the past two weeks and after yesterday he had everything he needed. Heinz was feeding the DNA samples he had collected into the strange looking device. The inator was part scanner, part computer, and part printer.

The scanner is where he input the DNA, and information about the DNA appeared on the screen, in some cases a photo accompanied this information. When the time came Doofenshmirtz would be able to print the picture. There was a key pad section, but instead of letters had specific words, such as "scramble," "submit," "reject," "print," and "delete." There were also three red-tipped levers on the side.

Dr. Doofenshmirtz had had to delete a few of his DNA samples because they did not fit the criteria he was looking for. This mostly stemmed from the samples he collected the night before at the Flynn-Fletcher house party. It had been difficult for him to tell the cups apart and so had simply taken them all, unfortunately that meant several of the cups were female, and these were the ones he had to delete.

Around ten he called his ex-wife to find out exactly what happened. His memory was a little fuzzy and seeing as he had not had any alcohol this worried him.

Phineas and Ferb had finished picking up the garbage and had moved on to taking down the stage and canopy. Later they would also have to go to Isabella's and clean up the empty shells of the fireworks.

Linda poked her head out the back door. "How goes the clean up boys?" she asked

"Pretty good mom, how's everything inside?" Phineas replied.

"Good dear, thank you for asking. I just came out to tell you that I need to run down the road for a bit. Also Vanessa's father left his pan here last night and she is going to stop by to pick it up. It's all clean and everything. Oh, and don't forget to give Perry a bath!"

"Okay mom, will do."

Linda disappeared back inside sliding the door closed behind her.

The brothers waved to their mother, as Linda back the car out of the driveway, and went back to work.

"Well I guess I know what we're going do today." Phineas said with a grin.

Ferb nodded in agreement, "we will have to find him fist though."

They both burst into laughter and so missed seeing their beloved pet fly off with a jetpack to go fight evil and save the Tri-state area once again.

Vanessa walked into the kitchen just as her mother was hanging up the phone.

"Good morning honey, I didn't think you'd be up yet." Charlene greeted her daughter.

"Neither did I" Vanessa mumbled as she walked over to the coffee pot. Vanessa had gotten home later than she wanted to this was mostly her father fault. She had had to walk him into the apartment building, made sure he made it up the elevator, and watched him take two of the pills for pain; she had also given him a very powerful sleeping pill. Heinz had been snoring loudly before she had even left the apartment.

She had of course driven straight home but had taken her time to enjoy the evening. She drove past clubs that were packed with people and pumping out every kind of music, she had driven past couples of all kinds holding hands as they walked along the sidewalk. Part of Vanessa had been envious of all the people still out having a good time, especially of those who would go home to enjoy the company of someone they loved. On the other hand Vanessa was glad of the fun she had had at the quaint back yard BBQ. Her parents had not disagreed once about anything and hadn't even embarrassed her in front of her acquaintances, not even when they started dancing. Over all it had been a great night, morning just came too early.

"I just got off the phone with Linda Flynn-Fletcher, Heinz left his backing pan there last night, I guess in the rush to get him home he forgot to grab it. Anyway seeing as you have to bring the van back to your father's today I told Linda you would be able to pick it up."

"Ah, sure, sounds good." Vanessa said taking a sip of the coffee.

"Well I have to run into work for a couple of hours." Charlene announced as she stood up, "Call me when you're done at your fathers and I will pick you up."

"Sure thing, mom." Vanessa said as she occupied the chair her mom had just vacated. It was only ten after ten. Vanessa took her time finishing off her coffee but eventually decided that if she was already up she might as well go out and get stuff done.

Shortly after eleven Vanessa pulled into the driveway of Phineas and Ferb's house, the guys were still out in the back yard but a pile of disassembled wood was all that was left of the stage, and eight steel poles and blue canvas were all that was left of the canopy.

Vanessa exited the car looking cooler than ever. A pair of extra large sunglasses covered her eyes, she was back to black today but instead of wearing her usual long stylish pants that tucked into designer boots, and a tight black wrap around top, she was in a tight black dress. The dress was low cut, and had a red bow that sat just below the bust line, and the skirt part flared out at the hips with a few layers of crinoline. This was paired with her designer knee-high boots, and a red ribbon held her hair loosely back. She was the perfect image of a punk-rock angel.

Phineas saw her coming before Ferb did, he leaned in close to his brother and said "don't look now, but your girlfriend is here."

"For the last time, Phineas" he said slowly turning around, "she's not my... Vanessa!" Ferb's jaw dropped. He did not think this woman could get any more beautiful. The night before she had been absolutely stunning in her silver top, and her long brown hair always seemed flawless. Standing there now in their backyard by the gate, hand on her hip, Ferb decided no angel in heaven would ever compare to the beauty of Vanessa Doofenshmirtz.

"Hey boy's how's the clean up coming along?" She asked in her coolest "cool-girl" voice.

Ferb was actually struck speechless; Phineas leaned over again to whisper "I told you not to look."

"Hi Vanessa" Said Phineas waving to her, "Mom said you'd be coming by to grab that pan, let me go get it for you." He said as he headed into the house through the sliding glass door.

"Thanks" Vanessa said with a smile.

Ferb gave a small wave from where he was standing and silently cursed Phineas for leaving him alone. He was sure he was about to faint.

Phineas was standing in the kitchen surveying over everything, "come on, come on, come on." He whispered to himself "I can't stall forever." He watched helpless as his brother failed to move, or even speak. Not speaking was not a surprise where Ferb was concerned but he always, always had a fun fact to share whenever he was in a bind. Phineas had even given him several books over the years which contained such otherwise useless information.

Ferb still hadn't moved, but Phineas knew he his time was up five minutes to search for the pan he had in his hands was all he could afford to give to someone who wasn't making any effort.

"Found it!" Phineas announced loudly as he exited the glass doors. "Easier to find than Perry" he added

Vanessa looked down at her watch it was almost eleven-thirty, she knew where Perry was, but would never tell. "I'm sure he's just busy doing platypus stuff." She said trying to sound bored but secretly wondering what he was stopping her father from dong right now!

"He's a platypus, they don't do much." Ferb had spoken the words

Phineas looked at him in mild shock. Really, he thought, you finally decide to speak and that is what you come out with! "Well here's your pan back" said Phineas handing the pan to Vanessa is voice coming out a lot calmer than what he felt, "tell your father he makes excellent almond brittle."

"I'll let him know." Vanessa said with a smile as she took the pan. "Well, see ya later guys" she said walking back to the hideously old-fashioned van.

Phineas turned on his brother as soon as the van was out of sight, "I give you five minutes alone with the girls of your dreams and that's the best you can come up with!" Phineas threw his hands in the air and walked off.