It was a blustery November morning and the Flynn-Fletcher house was still not awake to start the day, well all except the patriarch.

Lawrence Fletcher was stood in his bathrobe looking around the room that had been his only biological son's for the time before he went off to college. He was going through all of the times they spent together. He remembered the day he saw his first wife give birth to him and how he instantly fell in love with the naturally green-haired boy. He remembered the days where it was just the three of them living in a flat an hour away from London. They didn't have much but they had each other and they were happy. Then the accident happened and it caused so much damage. Lawrence had lost the love of his life and the only thing worth living for was psychologically scarred from the incident. The following years were filled with tears, nightmares, and hugs, but they made it through and made the move over to America, where Lawrence once again found love.

He was worried that his son wouldn't take the marriage well, that he'd think he was replacing his mother. Something that Lawrence had learned about Ferb, however, was that he was wise beyond his years sometimes. It may have been because he's had to grow up so quickly. Once they'd become part of a larger family he'd hoped that he'd get to spend the rest of his childhood enjoying being a child. He'd listen as Phineas went on and on about their inventions and activities, and every once in a while, Ferb would even smile a bit. Of course, Ferb was just getting better at masking his emotions, as he later learned, but he seemed to be on a better path now. He was now in a university on a full scholarship at the age of 16. Lawrence couldn't be prouder of his little boy, but he worries about him all the time.

'Is he doing alright?' 'Is the social aspect going to be too much?' 'Will he make it through?'

These questions and more sped through his mind every time he thought about his son, which was quite often. He was glad that Phineas and Ferb seemed to have made up and that he was growing so much closer to his friends. He found himself worrying about them as well, from time to time. As much as he wanted to be there and shield them all from the harshness of the world, he knew he couldn't stop them from living their lives and making their own mistakes, but he'd be there to support them should any of them, especially Ferb, should ever need it.

Baljeet and the Van Stomms pulled up to the tuxedo rental store in order to be fitted for their tuxes for Candace's and Jeremy's upcoming wedding. They made their way inside and saw Jeremy waiting in the back for them.

"Hey guys, glad you made it." he smiled at his two groomsmen as they approached.

"No sweat, Jeremy," Buford said extending a hand for Jeremy to shake.

"I thought Ferb would be here," Baljeet commented when he didn't see his friend anywhere.

"He's going to be on Candace's side during the wedding so he's getting his suit with her," the groom-to-be explained.

Just then the tailor came out and greeted them all and the measuring was underway. The three guys and one lady left the shop as soon as he was finished with the promise to return once the suits were done for a fitting.

"I can't believe I've grown so much...in the waist." Buford commented, patting his rotund belly. Over the years he's grown very impressive muscles, but he was always very stocky and lately his stomach has been slightly expanding.

"I do not see the big deal, you look fine to me," Baljeet commented off-handedly. He really didn't see a problem with it. He thought it suited him to be bigger. It was a good contrast to his slender and toned frame.

Buford just broke out into a huge grin and grabbed his boyfriend by the neck in a one-armed hug. "Thanks, 'Jeet," giving off more emotion than he probably meant to. "As long you don't care and I'm not a huge slob, then that's all that matters." he chuckled.

Jeremy and Mrs. Van Stomm looked on at the couple before them fondly, each of them silently wondering just when they'd be preparing for their wedding.

Ferb had been given specific orders to meet his platypus friend in a disclosed location at a certain time. He stood at the meeting place looking around for some sign of Perry. After a few minutes the ground opened up beneath him and he fell down an elaborate tube leading him to Perry's hideout. He only recalled being there once before, but he immediately recognized the place.

On the giant screen in front of him, the man with the huge moustache appeared and began to speak to him.

"Greetings, Ferb Fletcher. It's a pleasure to formally make your acquaintance. We've been expecting you."

Just then the chair in front of the screen swiveled around and revealed his semi-aquatic friend. Perry tapped at his throat, signaling for Ferb to activate the translator. Once he had, the meeting continued.

"Agent P has made it clear that you have certain skill that would be of great use to us here at the O.W.C.A., and I would like to formally invite you to become an agent. "

"Y-You what?" Ferb asked disbelievingly.

"Will you join us, Ferb?" Perry asked. "With your ability with machines and your overall stealth, you'd make a fine addition to our ranks. You'd also be the only human other than the Major and Carl."

"I-I don't know what to say...what about school? Won't this be dangerous? Why me?"

"Easy there, lad," The Major placated. "You'll be assigned as Agent P's partner, so you'd basically be his support. His main nemesis normally isn't much of a threat to anyone but himself, so there isn't much danger, but again with your skills you'll be fine. We've been watching you and your brother and seen some of the amazing things you've pulled off. You possess qualities that your brother lacks, making you the best candidate. Plus, your friendship with Agent P will make you into extraordinary partners."

"As for school, haven't you completed all of the coursework for the semester already anyway?" Perry joked. "I wouldn't ask if I didn't think you could do it, will you at least consider it?"

Ferb took in everything he was told. He was being chosen over his brother for once. Someone had taken notice of HIS talents and chose him because of it. He didn't need to think for a second longer.

"I'm in." he said with a determined grin on his face.