CHAPTER 11- So, I wasn't gone as long as I thought I would be. Huh. Guess I don't really study all that much…

Sorry bout the first e-mail y'all probably got. had an issue with the computer and had to fix this.

Thanks for the reviews, and just so you know, I reference one of the episodes of Take Two with Phineas and Ferb. I don't own the talk show! (Though I think they should put Swampy or Dan on it just to see what happens)

Read on, my good followers…..

5 minutes later, I open the door and without a backward look at Ferb, I dart out of the room, barely noticing the toilet paper I am trailing behind me.

FERB'S POV

I blink in confusion as Baljeet leaves the room in a blur, slamming the door behind him. I raise my head the slightest bit to peer over the edge and grin when I see Pinky trotting into the bathroom (Dr. D had put a litter box in the bathroom, which was sort of awkward at first, but it's come in handy). Slowly, I push my legs off the bed, grimacing in pain as they land on the floor. With one swift-ish move, I pull myself into the chair that's by the bed. I press the button Candace had showed me, and smile as wheels appear. I move my way over to the door, but the chair gets stuck on the rug. I roll my eyes and lean forward, gulping back tears as my chest gives off a sharp pain throughout my body.

I wrap my left hand around the doorknob as best as I can, and then I twist it, backing up carefully. I have it halfway open when it slams shut in my face, making me wrench my hand back in pain.

Pinky glares up at me, though through the anger I also see concern. He throws a finger at the bed and pushes the chair back over. The Chihuahua is surprisingly strong, and he manages to lift most of my weight and get me back in the bed in a matter of seconds. He steps back as I lay down and cracks his knuckles threateningly, making his point obvious: I better stay in the bed.

After some thought, he moves the chair away from the bed and places it about 10 feet away. Pinky then turns to me and raises his eyebrows. I sigh, and ignoring the throbbing pain in my chest, answer. "I just wanted to know what was going on out there!"

Pinky smiles sadly and shakes his head. He jumps onto the bed and gently presses my shoulders down, forcing me onto the pillow. He flips onto the floor and shuts off the light before heading out the door.

I groan as another wave of pain from my chest hits, and briefly consider calling the dog back. I decide against it, and lay down to get a little sleep.

CANDACE'S POV

I'm going over a difficult aspect of the blueprints with Isabella and Buford while Phineas is helping Dr. D with the actual machine building, aided by Jeremy, Vanessa and Carl…well, actually the intern went to go call Major Monogram, but he was helping.

Anyway, I was going over them, until Baljeet comes running out of the hallway that leads to Ferb's room. I open my mouth in confusion, but Buford gets to him before I do.

"Yo, nerd, aren't you supposed to be watching Bean Pole McGee?"

I turn to look at the boy, eyebrows raised. "Bean Pole McGee?"

Buford shrugs. "He's tall and has green hair and is British."

"Whatever." I roll my eye and turn back to Baljeet, noticing briefly that he has toilet paper stuck on the bottom of his shoe.

"Well, you are supposed to be watching him. Why aren't you?" I ask, leaning over to pick up a wrench, as well as to discreetly yank away the toilet paper from his foot.

Baljeet doesn't even notice. "Well, Ferb's getting really suspicious about our project. I had to leave. You know I can't lie!"

He scowls as everyone in the room comments on how, yes it was true, he couldn't lie.

"OK, I get it, I'm terrible at lying. Yeesh. Tough room."

I shrug and turn to discuss with Isabella what she thinks we should do, since her dog is the one constantly with Ferb, and blink in surprise when all I find is air.

"Where'd Isabella go?"

"Oh, I'm right here." I look up to see the girl coming out of the kitchen holding a banana, accompanied by Pinky. "Sorry, I got hungry."

I look at Pinky in surprise. "Why aren't you with Ferb?"

Pinky places his paws together in leans his head against them, closing his eyes. "He's sleeping?"

A nod.

"But shouldn't you still be in there?"

"Aw, come on Candace," I hear Phineas say. "Let the poor dog rest."

I look down at Pinky, and realize that he does look really tired-his eyelids are drooping and his eyes are slightly red. He keeps yawning, and I sigh. "OK, go take a nap. I'm sure Perry wouldn't mind if you used the dog bed."

Perry looks up from his side of the machine taking place in the room and gives a thumbs up.

Pinky trots over to the bed and throws his hat in the corner before curling up and falling asleep immediately. I look back to Isabella, Buford, Baljeet, who are now pouring over the blueprints, and then turn and walk over to Phineas.

"You need help, Phin?" I ask.

"No, I think we're good. Dr. D's pretty good when he tries."

"Hey, I heard that!" the scientist protests from inside the machine. I look over and giggle. All I can see are his legs sticking out of a giant gaping hole in the machine. I lean over and peer inside. I can see wires sticking out all over the place, and a few are in Dr. D's hand as he tries to connect them. I stand back up and look at Phineas.

"Why aren't you wiring? I mean, I know your arm is broken, but still."

Phineas shrugs. "I'm not much good with wiring. I mean, I get the basics, but Ferb usually does all the main stuff. Dr. D is better at it than I am."

"Thank you!" comes the muffled reply. I snicker and ruffle Phineas' hair. "You guys will be able to go back to inventing real soon, buddy. Keep up the good work."

PHINEAS' POV

I watch Candace walk away, and then I turn back to instruct Dr. D on the correct placement of the wires. I glance up as Jeremy and Vanessa walk by, holding a large piece of sheet metal between them, and I wince as it slips slightly on Vanessa's side.

"Careful with that, you guys!" I call over nervously. I sigh. All I want is to get Ferb better, but this is taking longer than I thought.

"Hey, Phineas," comes a voice to my right.

I turn my neck and see Carl standing there. I'm still kind of surprised that the boy who had hung out with us was an intern for a secret organization that Perry works for. It makes me wonder what he was actually doing in our yard…

I shake my head and return to the real world as Carl starts talking. "We're almost done."

I blink in surprise. I had been so focused on helping Dr. D with the wiring that I hadn't really been paying attention to what everyone else was doing. As I wheel myself around the machine, a grin spreads across my face. It's perfect! The rivets are in line, the sheet metal placed on perfectly and the laser doesn't look as intimidating as I thought it would. I roll back to the front in time to see Dr. D start screwing in the protective covering on the area the wires are in. I look at him in shock.

"You're done?" I cry, astonished.

"Yup," he says, standing and dusting his hands off. "Piece of cake…and a little pie."

I grin from ear to ear, hurting my head a little. "Well, come on, let's hit Ferb!"

"Wait, wait, wait," Vanessa starts, coming over and waving her hands back and forth. "How do we know it'll fix hi and not make him worse?"

I pause and begin to see her point. "Well… then we would need to…um…I don't know."

Candace clears her throat and looks down at the floor. "I think we need a test subject."

Her eyes dart up to Perry and I, as the platypus is now standing right next to me. We glance at each other and I begin to push myself forward. "I'll do it."

Perry firmly grabs the edge of the chair and shakes his head. He motions to himself, and then walks over next to Candace.

"But…why does it have to be you?" I cry in frustration. "Well," Isabella interrupts my ranting, "he is the least hurt. If it has a negative side effect, at least it wouldn't be as bad on him."

I sigh, and look at the monotreme staring me down. "Are you sure?"

He nods furiously. I roll forward and grasp him into a tight hug before dropping him back to the sawdust covered floor. "Be careful, OK?"

Perry smiles and gives me a look that clearly says "You're telling me to be careful?"

I grin nervously and turn as a hand falls on my shoulder. My stomach gives a little flip when I see Isabella standing there, but I push it away quickly. "Phineas, come on, when have your inventions ever failed?" she points out.

I open my mouth, and for once am speechless. Never. "Phineas, he'll be fine."

"Yup," Candace says, walking over to join us. "If he can take down, like, 6 robots by himself, he can be zapped with a ray you made and not feel a thing."

I take a breath and nod before returning my attention to Perry, now standing at attention on the other side of the machine. Vanessa is standing behind the controls, and she looks over at Perry and raises an eyebrow. "Are you ready, Perry?"

Perry nods. Dr. D puts a hand on Vanessa's shoulder and whispers something in her ear. She nods and reaches over to the large green button. A sudden thought crosses my mind and I yelp. Vanessa stops and looks up at me. "What? What's wrong?"

I glare at Dr. D. "There's no Self-Destruct button on here, is there?" The only thing worse than having the machine not work would be to have it blow up.

Dr. D looks insulted. "No, of course not! What kind of idiot would do that?"

I roll my eyes, and see everyone else in the room roll theirs as well. "Just go."

Vanessa goes back to the button and shuts her eyes, turning her head away as she pushes it.

There's a bright flash, and when I look up, all I can see is smoke.

Dun dun dun dun! Jk. So, did it work?

Oh, I wasn't even going to mention a self-destruct button until I got a review from Star1412 mentioning one. I thought it would be hilarious, so I kinda just threw it in. Thanks Star1412!

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