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"Phineas, Ferb, are you two ready to go?" Isabella knocked on the door. Ferb opened it and invited her in. "Where's Phineas?"

"I'm over here." Isabella looked to the corner where Phineas was hugging his knees. "I'm ready, just a bit nervous." he hesitated on the last word. Ferb helped him to his feet. Phineas sat on the bed and sighed.

"It's time to go." Ferb said grabbing his bag and heading out the door. Isabella looked at Phineas.

"Phineas, what's troubling you? And don't say nothing, because I know it's not true." she sat next to him.

"I just- I've been thinking alot. This, all of this, is just seems impossible even to me." he held his head. "I can't believe this is real."

"Well it is, but don't worry. We'll get out of this I promise, and when we get back home we'll see everyone there." she said placing her hand on his. "It will all turn out good in the end, but now we need to go."

They stood separating from each other, Isabella started to walk to the door. "Hey," she turned back to Phineas. "Thanks." he said with a sad smile, she gave a worried smile back.

"Hey are you gu-" Buford stomped in to see the two smiling at each other. "Did I interupt something?" Isabella looked at him.

"No, we we're just talking." he gave a very disbelieving look. "What is it you wanted Buford?"

"The bossy lady says it's time to set out," Buford pointed behind him and jerked his head. "she wants all of us there now."

"Ok, we're coming." Phineas said grabbing his stuff, his bag was a bit bigger than one would expect. "Let's go."

~ Gates ~

"Where's Baljeet?" Isabella asked after five minutes of waiting with the others. "I haven't seen him all day."

"I sent him into the town to pick up some supplies." Sandra said, not taking her eyes off the book she was reading.

"So how many stone are there and how far is the first one?" Buford said hitting a tree behind her with his axe.

"Seven all together, six we need to get. I'd about 2 week trip by horse back." she grabbed he base of the tree and her hand started to glow. When Buford tried to hit it again, he was shot back by a blast of light. The scars on the tree began to heel.

"What'd you do that for?" he yelled getting up.

"I am the protector of this realm, I protect everything I can." she glared.

"I've got the stuff!" the group turned to see Baljeet on a horse with five others behind it, they had packs on them and sattles. "I got almost everything on the list. I just couldn't find the saffron."

"Good, now we can set out. We'll look for some herbs on the way there and hopefully we can find some saffron in the next town." Sandra jumped on the back of one of the horses, the others did the same. Leaving the city, they entered into the woods than were still lit from the morning sun.

"So what are we going to run into out here?" Isabella looked around. "I hope nothing to dangerous."

"I know you've never been here before but everything, even most of the people here, are dangerous. They're all theives and liers who only hurt and can never truely feel any emotion." Sandra said bitterly. "It's not a place for innocence, like pretty much all of you except Buford."

"Alright then." Isabella sighed.

"So what happens if we run into something?" Phineas asked interupting the conversation.

"We fight it."

Phineas and Isabella looked at each other and shrugged. I rest of the week was quiet except for some questions and comments from one person to another. Phineas would have practically died with no talking but he was still hating himself, and he was the least to talk. The group ran into a few creatures, some harmless some to fight and others to hunt and kill. They rested at night and told stories by the fire then would eat, but one night was special.

"I think now is a good time to set up camp, it's sun down." Sandra said tying her horse down, the others followed in what she was doing. "It's been exceptionally easy up to this point, don't you think?" she asked the group.

"Doesn't this just mean that it will get harder from here?" Phineas was finally able to speak, but his voice was hoarse and quiet.

"Phineas are you alright?" Isabella put her hand on his shoulder.

"Yeah, I just need some time to clear my head." Phineas said turning and walking away, leaving his friends to set up camp. When he was far enough away he came across a lake and sat on one of the large rocks near the edge.

"I'm fifteen years old, just started high school, got transported to an alternate world, and I have to save both worlds." he picked up a stone and threw it making it skip four times, the exact amout as he just counted. "Not only that but I got all of my friends involved and put them in danger!And I'm causing people to worry about us and my friend are worried about me!" This time he just threw a rock farther only to have it sink in the water.

Phineas sat down and sighed, hanging his head low. He wondered what things were like back home, how was everyone reacting to the five disappearing. And were they looking for them, or crying every day about it.

"I'm dispicable." he said quietly.

"Phineas?" he turned to see Isabella. "Are you alright?" she asked.

"Fine, just letting out my emotions." She sat next to him and looked sadly at him.

"Well we finished setting up camp, so..." she trailed off.

"Isabella, I'm sorry for making you worry, thank you." he smiled at her, this time a real smile. but she didn't smile back.

"Phineas I know you feel burdened and I'm sorry you feel that way, but you have to tell someone this. Like me, you can always talk to me and I'll listen. So what is wrong?" she had persistence in her voice. Phineas finally gave in, sighing in defeat.

"It because of me that everyone worries, about me, about you, about all of us, and everything. It's my fault you're all here and in danger and it's my fault this world is in danger, I'm the worse person in this world and the other."

"No you aren't, there are tons of people who are way worse than you, take Malderoc for example. And as long as we save this world what does it matter who endangered it anyways. When we get home they'll be really happy, they'll stop worrying and start being way to over protective."

Phineas looked at her shocked, she was actually making sense to him. He smiled.

"Thank Isabella, I feel alot better. Let's get back to camp." Phineas stood and held out his hand to Isabella. She smiled and took it.

"You know, you are way to dramatic." she laughed.

~ Camp ~

The group sat around the camp fire and enjoying it's warm glow, it was mostly peaceful. They took turns telling different stories, sharing expeirences, and telling jokes.

"And they say when you go to sleep after watching it, he'll appear in your dreams." Buford said, everyone was a bit freaked out but wouldn't admit that they were scared. "You might know it is a dream and try to confront him, but when he tears you open you'll know that it's very real. Forever you will feel the feeling of his Iron claws against your skin. He can change into anyone, even me!" he yelled pulling out a bunch of razors in his hand.

Baljeet squealed and hid behind Ferb who looked uneasy, Isabella clung on Phineas' arm and he had the same look as Ferb. Not because of the two terrified looking on them for protection, but because the story churned their stomachs. Buford laughed.

"You are all sissys!" he said through laughter.

"That wasn't funny Buford!" Isabella scolded. "Baljeet doesn't have anymore under pants to soil."

"Why do you alway do a scary story? All of us have choose a different genre everytime, why don't you?" Baljeet sat back down on the log, looking less than pleased with Buford's little prank.

"Horror is my favorite genre, it get's your blood pumping and you know scares little kids. Right Sandra?"

She looked up from the book she had been studying throughout the entire story. "I've been through that and have a spell to do that, your tale does not amuse me." she went back to reading. Buford stared like she was crazy.

"Well I am bored now." Phineas propped his chin up with his hand.

"Maybe we should just turnn in." Baljeet said dousing the fire. Yet it was still bright with the fire out.

"I thought you dumped water on it."

"I did, that is not our fire."

"Then who's is it?" the group looked around for a source, it was coming from over a little farther away. "I wonder what's making it."

As the group drew closer they stuck to hiding, they arrived to see what looked like people dancing, sing, telling stories, and other entertainment. They had shops with different items set up.

"Wow, Party!" Buford's eyes grew wide with excitement.

"Gypsies!" Sandra growled, "Cons and theives who travel so quickly to unknown place and no one can find them ever again."

"You'd best disappear." they jumped and turned their heads slightly to see a girl looking non-conspicous "If they catch you, you'll lose everything, they'll snach it away." she said not looking away from the huge barn fire.

"Who are you?" Buford asked.

"My name is Secha, I travel with this band of gypsies." they looked her up and down. She didn't look like the others she had a plain white dress and brown boots. Blond hair, green eyes, no jewlery or accesories. "Leave now!" she said panicking, she turned to them and started to shoo them.

"Secha, what are you doing? Come join the festivities!" an older woman grabbed Secha's hand and looked down at the group. "I see you found some new people to please, good work." she patted her head. "Now why don't you come join us?" She grabbed Ferb's hand and pulled him from the bushes, the others followed him.

"This is exactly the opposite of what I wanted!" Sandra groaned.

"Secha, why don't we get the Madam to come out and play? Tell her we have guests."

"Yes mother."she said sadly walking away.

"Look, New Guests!" the mother yelled, the cheers burst out and the loud celebration, got louder and more exciting. "Now you make yourselve at home, and please have some fun while you're here. I must get back to my daughter." the lady walked away. It was to late to leave the camp, the party would not lighten up.

~ A/N ~

This chapter was a little boring but the next one is sure to be amazing, they have joined the gypsies' party. I can't wait, I'm typing it right now. Also the horror story Buford was telling is Nightmare on Elmstreet (Not sure if I spelled it right) and I do not own it. Oh yeah, I posted my Phineas Sorcerer picture on my deviantart account so check that out. Ok so read next time then ^^