Seven Twenty-Eight PM
As determined as they were to do their part to ensure Candace's wedding went exactly as she wanted it to, Phineas and Ferb couldn't help but feel like they were about to keel over from a combination of terminal boredom and hunger. What had started as a rehearsal of the wedding that Stacy - who was acting as Candace's wedding planner - had assured them would only take twenty minutes had turned into a two-hour session of nitpicking every minute detail for the ceremony. Only the occasional stare from Isabella, who stood across the way in line with Jenny, kept the brothers in line.
"I think that'll just about do it," Stacy said as she looked over the full scene again. "I would still like to run through the whole thing a couple more times, though."
"I'm gonna have to call us done for now all the same, Stace," Candace told her. "I'm pretty sure we're splitting hairs at this point. Not to mention I'd like us to get to the rehearsal dinner before the rain hits us."
"Yeah, food's sounding good right about now," Jeremy added. "I'm fairly sure I'm speaking for all the guys here. Right guys?"
"Amen to that!" both Phineas and Ferb said emphatically, earning them snickering laughter from everyone else in the wedding party.
Candace, Jeremy, and the members of their wedding party exited the church chatting amongst themselves and in high spirits until they caught a glimpse of the sky just to the west of them. Weather reports earlier in the day had mentioned a chance for strong thunderstorms, and the sky was so far showing evidence of it being more than just a chance for that prediction to come true. The clouds ranged in color from gray to dark blue and even a couple of black clouds hanging lower than the rest.
"Man, we'd really better beat feet if we're gonna outrun that," Jeremy noted. "I'll take the guys with me, Candace. You take the girls."
"Works for me," Candace replied, giving her fiancé a quick kiss. "I'll see you at the restaurant."
Phineas waved to Isabella just before they both popped into their respective cars. Once underway, he leaned forward from the backseat, poking his head between Jeremy, who was driving, and Coltrane who rode shotgun.
"We're not really gonna run through all that again before the actual wedding, are we?" he asked in concern.
"If it were up to Stacy, we'd probably still be there," Coltrane commented. "Make sure to thank your sister for calling it quits when she did."
"I'll be thankful when this bloody storm passes," Ferb said in a strained voice. He rubbed his forehead trying to will a sudden wave of pain in his skull to diminish. "I can barely stand this headache."
"You alright, man?" Jeremy asked, looking back at Ferb in his rear view mirror.
"Ferb always gets headaches when big storm fronts come through," Phineas said on his brother's behalf. He turned to look at Ferb, who was all but curling up into a fetal position. "Dude, you sure you're gonna be okay? I can't remember the last time you had a headache this bad."
Ferb responded by nodding as he simply looked out the window of Jeremy's car to try and get his mind off of the pain. Phineas quickly took the hint and kept quiet so as to not further aggravate his brother's pain. He passed the time by simply watching Danville pass by his window, noting the time on the clock in Jeremy's car as they went. It was just past seven 'o clock, which explained why he was so ravenously hungry. He hoped some food would improve Ferb's headache, but knew that when his brother got like this is often affected his appetite.
Ten minutes later both cars pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant. The wedding party entered and was shown to the room that Candace's parents had reserved for the occasion. As dinner got underway in earnest, however, Ferb only felt worse and worse; eventually resting his head on the table in front of him.
"Don't get any ideas about using the silverware to bore a hole into your skull to relieve the pressure," Phineas told him jokingly. Ferb didn't even attempt to retort he felt so bad.
A low rumble of thunder became audible from outside, announcing the impending arrival of the storm. Phineas relaxed a bit at its sound, knowing that Ferb would be back to his regular self in short order. Dinner arrived, conversation was made, and the evening progressed pleasantly. Ferb forced himself to try and eat even a little bread, but despite the sound of rain outside his headache persisted. As his father stood up to deliver a speech, Ferb excused himself from the table and walked towards the front of the restaurant in the hopes that seeing the storm would convince his headache to go away.
No sooner did he reach the front of the restaurant, though, than his headache suddenly just disappeared. He blinked a few times and shook his head, at first unable to believe that it had gone away so quickly. As he thought to celebrate his freedom from the pain, however, a new sound began coming from outside. He looked out the window and saw not rain falling from the sky, but hail, and in large amounts. Ferb was no meteorologist, but he knew a sudden change in atmospheric pressure accompanied by massive hail was not a good sign. He rushed back to the party room where people were laughing raucously at one of his father's jokes.
"Everyone, get away from the windows!" he called out. "Quickly!"
"What's gotten into you, Ferb?" his father asked. "Something amiss?"
"Something's about to be very amiss, father," Ferb told him insistently. "Trust me on this. Please, get away from the windows everyone."
As the other people in the room looked skeptical about the British teen's warning, the lights in the restaurant flickered and then went out. They all then became aware of the howling winds that were continuing to pick up speed outside.
"Everyone!" Isabella shouted at the top of her lungs. "Get under the tables and hunker down! Now!"
The last thing Phineas did before ducking under the table with his girlfriend was to look at the wall clock that hung across the way from him. The time read seven twenty-eight PM. He then crouched under the table and waited as the sounds of the most out-of-control storm he had ever heard began to rage outside. His imagination ran wild as he cowered under the table, wondering what the world outside looked like at that moment.
An eerie calm hung in the seemingly dead air outside. There wasn't a single cloud in the sky anymore, but there was also no wind whatosoever. As relieving as it was to see the storm gone, the deafening silence around was absolutely unsettling. Phineas, Ferb, and Isabella rode in the backseat of the station wagon back home watching the various scenes of destruction pass by. Suburban Danville indeed looked the part of a city that had been hit by a tornado. All manner of debris was strewn across lawns and in the street. Lawrence was driving for once with Linda in the passenger seat. The state of the roads had made driving home far too daunting for Linda's already frayed nerves.
The tornado hadn't lasted long, but it hadn't needed to in order to wreak total havoc on the city. Power was out everywhere. Many homes had received light damage of some sort, ranging from blown out windows to missing pieces of siding and roofing. A few homes they passed had been all but ripped apart from having the misfortune of being either in the tornado's path or even just too close to it. Fortunately, the closer they got to home the lighter the damage seemed to be; however, that was still somehow not all that calming of a thought to anyone in the car.
The first thing the family plus Isabella noticed as they pulled into their driveway was that from the front the house looked almost untouched except for some random bits of debris lying in the front yard. Phineas was first to jump out of the car and quickly ran to the backyard. Ferb and Isabella followed right behind. They happened upon Phineas almost immediately as he stood frozen just inside the gate to the backyard. They were about to ask what had made him stop when they both looked up and gasped. It was suddenly, and vividly, very clear what had made Phineas stop in his tracks.
The tree - the grand tree that graced the backyard and under which so many afternoons of fun and adventure had been spent - had been ripped from the ground and now rested against the backside of the house. Specifically, it had fallen and crashed through the window of Candace's room. Linda and Lawrence joined the three teens in the backyard moments later, only for Linda to succumb to her shock and end up sobbing into her husband's shoulder as he tried to comfort her.
"It's…gone," Phineas said, his voice small and his tone one of utter disbelief.
"I can't believe it," Ferb added, also shocked at the scene.
"I'm so sorry guys," Isabella told them both. "I know what that tree meant to you both."
"How is everything?" Candace asked as she came up behind the group. She had followed behind her mother from the restaurant and had just parked her car behind the family station wagon.
Seeing the uprooted tree alone was shocking enough for Candace, but it was when she saw where it had crashed that she truly panicked. Ignoring her father's call to not enter the house, she dashed inside and up to her room. Her door had been blown off of its hinges, and the interior was a complete loss. Tree leaves and branches poured into the room from the wrecked window. All of her belongings were soaked with rainwater and a fair few things had been shredded by the winds and tree branches.
Most crushing of all, however, was her dress and the bridesmaid dresses. She and Stacy had set them all up dress stands instead of hanging them in the closet to keep them from being wrinkled. They were now strewn all over the room, ripped apart and completely soaked. They were completely ruined. Candace sank to her knees by the remnants of her wedding dress which lay on the floor. The dress she had wanted Jeremy to see her in, the very dress her brother had told her she looked like an angel in, was a tattered mess now. She picked it up and brought it to her face, sobbing uncontrollably into it.
Back outside, Lawrence had gotten Linda to have a seat in a lawn chair and then carefully made his way into the house to retrieve Candace. Phineas, Ferb, and Isabella walked towards the tree, an utterly shocked expression still on the brothers' faces. Isabella struggled to find something to say to either of them, but there simply weren't words that would suffice. While Isabella waffled on what to say, Phineas stepped up underneath the tree and gave it a bit of a push.
"What're you doing?" Ferb asked him directly.
"What's it look like?" Phineas asked without looking back at his brother. "I'm trying to get our tree back into the ground."
"Phin, it's impossible."
"No it isn't," Phineas said, straining as he began pushing harder on the felled tree. "Most of the roots are still intact. If we can get it back into the ground it might still survive."
Ferb shook his head at his brother. "Even if that actually made sense, how would you propose we get it off of the house? There's no electricity so we can't use any tools. And there's no way we could acquire any machinery right now to do the job. I'm fairly certain there are rescue and recovery efforts that need that sort of thing more right now."
"Then we'll just push it back into place. C'mon and help me already."
"Phin, this is lunacy. It would take everyone on this block to pull that tree back upright."
Phineas nodded and began walking towards the backyard gate. "Alright, then, let's go get everyone."
"Phineas, can you hear yourself right now?" Ferb asked, stepping in his way. "This is no time for this sort of nonsense!"
"Nonsense?" Phineas repeated, looking truly insulted. "You think this is nonsense? You think everything we've done together under this tree for the past ten years has been nonsense? You're just gonna give up on it like that?"
"I didn't say that. You're putting words in my mouth. You need to stop and think clearly for a moment here."
"I don't have time to think! We have to act if we're going to save our tree. Now either help me get some help or get the hell out of my way, Ferb."
"You think we're the only ones suffering right now, Phineas? We got off easy compared to the people who don't even have a home anymore! The tree is dead, Phineas! Get over it!"
"IT'S NOT JUST A TREE, DAMN IT!" Phineas yelled at his brother.
"I KNOW IT'S NOT JUST A SODDING TREE!" Ferb yelled right back.
Both brothers glared at each other, breathing heavily as they tried to manage their emotions. Isabella had merely kept herself out of the argument, knowing that she had no place interfering with it. After several moments, she became aware that both brothers were now crying as they looked at each other.
"I know it's not just a tree, Phin," Ferb said, his voice filled with sorrow. "I know…I know…"
Phineas nodded back at him as he choked a bit on his tears. "And now it's gone. Forever. And we can't get it back."
"I know," Ferb said, also breaking down into sobs. "I know…"
The two brothers hugged each other as their emotions overcame them. Isabella couldn't help but find her own emotions overcoming her at the sight of them both in such sorrow, but was stopped from hugging them both as their mother joined them instead, hugging both boys fiercely. Isabella stood her ground, though she continued to cry quietly. She saw Linda extend a hand to her, beckoning her to join them, and she did so without protest. The entire scene would be the last one ever played out under the watch of the once great tree of the Flynn-Fletcher home.
The last rays of daylight quickly faded into a night quieter and darker than any that most on Maple Drive could ever recall. Power was still out for the vast majority of the city, and while a little cleanup had already begun the progress made didn't even scratch the surface of what was left to accomplish.
The Flynn-Fletcher house was, by all rights, still in good shape. The only true casualties had been the tree and Candace's room. Still, Lawrence felt it best if they spent the night outdoors instead of trying to sleep in the house. He and the boys quickly set to pitching their tents in the backyard and the family now sat around a small propane lantern set up in the middle of their impromptu campsite.
Isabella, having been back to her home to check on her mother, was with them as well sitting hand-in-hand with Phineas. Her home had been incredibly fortunate with no damage to it whatsoever, but she decided to keep that information to herself in light of what her boyfriend and his brother were going through. Phineas had assured her that he and Ferb were now alright despite their earlier breakdown, but she had nonetheless reminded him that she was there for him to talk to if he needed.
The sound of a car pulling up roused them all from their silence. They all looked up to see Jeremy running towards the campground. Candace rose and hugged him as he reached her. She was still very much a red-eyed emotional mess from finding the ruined dresses.
"I'm so sorry, Candace," Jeremy told her softly. "But don't blame yourself, okay? No one could've seen this coming."
"I know," Candace replied, her voice somewhat hoarse from all her crying. "I just can't get over it right now. I won't have anything proper to wear when I marry you now."
"About that," Jeremy said, stepping back for a moment. "I've been by the church, Candace. And…well…"
"Please don't tell me…" Candace said, bringing her hands to her face in horror.
"It's gone, hon," Jeremy said, forcing himself to tell her the truth. "It must've been in the direct line of the tornado. There's almost nothing left of it."
Candace hadn't thought she could cry any harder than she had after discovering the ruined dresses, but faced with the fact that her wedding was going to be postponed until who-knew-when drove her to a whole new level of anguish. She positively wailed as Jeremy and her parents tried to comfort her in vain. Phineas simply couldn't bear seeing his sister in such a state and quickly got up and walked away from the campsite towards the street, followed immediately by Isabella and Ferb. They both stepped up to him where he stood at the edge of the driveway.
"Candace will be alright, Phin," Isabella told him, taking his hand in hers again. "The wedding will happen…just not the way we all thought it would. Or when, for that matter."
"This is all wrong," Phineas said, shaking his head. "How could one random event turn our whole summer upside down and inside out?"
"Natural disasters have a way of doing that," Ferb said sagely.
"I guess," Phineas admitted. He then began to smile a little as a thought occurred to him. "But they also say times like these bring out the best in people."
"They do say that too, yes," Ferb said.
"So why can't it bring out the best in us?" Phineas asked as he turned to look at Ferb and Isabella.
"Phin, what're you talking about?" Isabella asked, completely mystified by his words.
"We can't save the tree at this point," Phineas said. "It's too far gone now. But maybe there's something here we can save."
"And that would be what?" Ferb asked.
"Candace's wedding," Phineas replied simply.
"You're still being delirious, Phineas," Ferb told him with an exasperated sigh. "It's not possible. The wedding is supposed to be the day after tomorrow. We have no power to enable us to do anything and there's no telling when it'll be restored."
"We have no power currently," Phineas said, correcting his brother. "That can be rectified."
"How?" Isabella asked. "It's not like you can just walk up to a power plant and ask them to turn on the power just for us."
"We don't have to," Phineas told her, a small smile on his face. "We can make our own power. Right, Ferb?"
Ferb puzzled for a moment trying to think of what his brother meant until it dawned on him. "The cold fusion reactor!"
"Wait, you guys actually built it?" Isabella asked, stunned that the thing that she thought had all along been just an inside joke was for real.
"It's sitting basically completed but offline in a sub-level far underneath the house," Phineas told her. "If we could get to it and activate it, we could provide power to the entire city for about a day before the fuel supply runs out."
"That might give the electric company crews enough time to fix the city's power issues properly and restore full power before the reactor runs out," Ferb added. "Not to mention it would aid the rescue and cleanup efforts immensely. The only problem is the reactor is sitting five hundred feet underground. There is an emergency stairwell, but it will be pitch black in the reactor room. It won't be easy to get things going."
"Plus there's another problem," Phineas said. "Even if we got down there and turned it on, we'd need to stay down there to monitor the system and make sure it didn't, y'know, malfunction somehow and end up wiping the Tri-State Area off the face of the planet."
"Yes, that would be problematic," Ferb noted. "So how would we manage to get the reactor online, make sure it stays stable, and fix up everything for Candace's wedding?"
"The same way we've done so many other things, bro," Phineas told him with a grin. "We'll get by with a little help from our friends. Assuming, of course, they can help us."
"Well you've got me," Isabella said, touching Phineas' shoulder. "You know that, right?"
"More than anything, I know that," Phineas told her, nodding to her with a smile. "We need to round up as many of the others as we can."
"Cell phone use is probably not a good idea," Ferb said, making a face. "They likely need lines open for true emergencies."
"Looks like we're getting everyone together the old fashioned way, then," Phineas said, heading to the garage for his bike. Ferb did likewise, and Isabella fetched her bike from her garage as well. Phineas handed them both a flashlight, keeping one for himself. All three of them switched the flashlights on to make riding in the dark at all possible.
"I'll round up as many of the girls as I can," Isabella told them. "Let's all meet up at Ginger's house. They have a generator and I'm sure it'll be running."
"Excellent," Phineas said. He turned to his brother, then. "Ferb, you go check in with Buford, Baljeet, and Django."
"What're you going to do, then?" Ferb asked, curious what his brother would be doing.
"Desperate times call for desperate measures," was all Phineas said before he rode off into the night.
Ferb and Isabella merely shrugged at each other and after a mutual wish of good luck both rode off into the darkness hoping to round up whatever help they could for what promised to be one of the most challenging endeavors they had ever undertaken.
It came as little surprise to anyone that the Hirano home was the most prepared for the possibility of a massive power outage. Ginger had long ago convinced her mother to invest in a generator, and it was now proving to be a godsend. Ferb and Isabella had brought everyone they'd gotten back to Ginger's home since it actually had light. They were only waiting for Phineas at this point, but no one had any idea where he had gone.
As Isabella watched out the front window for Phineas again, Ferb looked over who they'd managed to assemble. Isabella had gotten Gretchen, Adyson, Katie, and of course Ginger and Stacy since they were using their home. Ferb had brought Baljeet, Django, and Jenny with him.
"So where are Buford and Milly?" Adyson asked, breaking the silence in the room.
"They're helping with rescue and aid efforts for those who the storm hit the worst," Ferb told her. "I thought it best to leave them to their chosen task as it's fairly more important than what we're undertaking. At least, in the greater scheme of things it's more important."
"What about Holly?" Ginger asked.
"Her parents wouldn't let her out," Isabella said, frowning. "Holly wanted to come, but her parents insist it's too dangerous out. I don't agree with them, but it's not my decision to make."
"Well if this is going to be most of the group for this, shouldn't we get started figuring out what we're going to do?" Stacy asked, folding her arms as she leaned against a nearby wall. "It's getting late, and I don't know about the rest of you but I'm physically and emotionally wiped out right now."
"We have to wait for Phineas," Ferb told her, shaking his head. "This is his idea. Plus, I have no idea what he's of a mind to have us actually do."
"Is this even something we should be doing right now?" Gretchen asked, looking up at her boyfriend. "I don't mean any offense, Ferb. Candace is important to all of us to some degree. But shouldn't we be trying to help the people who actually need it right now like Buford and Milly?"
"If that's what you want to do, love, I won't stop you," Ferb told her. "Nor will I begrudge you it. But I stand with my brother on this. Candace's wedding is something we can salvage and we've all looked forward to it far too much to give up on it."
Gretchen contemplated Ferb's words for a few moments and then hugged him tightly. "If that's your decision, then I know mine. I'm doing whatever you're doing, no matter what that might be."
"Thanks Gretchen," Phineas said from the doorway. "I knew we could count on you, as well as the rest of you."
"Where've you been?" Isabella asked, getting up to greet her boyfriend.
"Getting the last bit of help we were going to need," Phineas said, stepping aside to let his companion into the house.
"Hi-de-ho, folks!" Irving said cheerily, adjusting his thick-rimmed glasses.
"You're kidding, right?" Baljeet asked, looking disbelievingly at Phineas. "Phineas, are we really this desperate? No offense, Irving."
"Eh, I'm used to it." Irving said with a shrug.
"'Jeet, we need him," Phineas told him. "He's as capable at science as any of us and he's willing to help."
"What good is science knowhow going to do us here?" Adyson asked. "I thought we were trying to fix up a wedding?"
"We can't start fixing anything without power," Ferb told her. "We can restore power to the city for a day using the reactor underneath our house, but it requires at least two people to run and maintain it. Phineas and I need to focus our energy on other things, so we need two other people capable of handling the reactor."
"Let me guess," Baljeet said, sounding unenthused. "That would be me and Emperor Nerdenstein, right?"
"You and Irving should be able to handle things down there just fine," Phineas said as he approached the Indian teen. "I'm sorry to ask you to basically sit this one out, Baljeet, but on the other hand you've got the most important job of any of us here. Without power there's nothing we can do."
"To be honest, I would almost rather be stuck down there with Buford," Baljeet said. "However, I'll do whatever you need me to do Phineas."
Phineas smiled and nodded at him. "Thanks, 'Jeet. I officially owe you one."
"Oh believe me, I'll collect on it someday," Baljeet assured him as he walked over to Irving.
"Looks like the NerdSmashers are back in the biz," Irving said, putting his fist up for a fist bump.
"Don't touch me," Baljeet told him flatly.
"Now that we've got that set, what're the rest of your plans Phineas?" Katie asked. "I gotta say I'm a little excited to see what kind of wedding you have in mind for Candace."
"The wedding is already planned out," Phineas told her. "And I don't want to create a wedding that Candace doesn't want. So we're not going to innovate here; we're going to replicate. We're going to re-make everything for the wedding that was lost."
"Are you serious, dude?" Django asked, looking puzzled. "Innovation is what you do. Why settle for just making all this stuff again?"
"Because it's what Candace would want," Phineas told him. "Back at the beginning of summer, Candace told me and Ferb in no uncertain terms that she didn't want 'the most awesome wedding known to man' that we were offering to throw for her. She wants her wedding. And that's what I aim to give her; nothing more or less."
"If that's what you want, I can respect that," Django said, stuffing his hands into his pocket. "Just kinda sucks that we won't get to do anything original for it."
"About that," Phineas said, grinning at his artist friend. "There is one thing Candace did give us free reign on, and I'm passing that duty to you."
"Oh?" Django asked, perking up a bit. "What's that?"
"The ice sculpture," Ferb told him. "Think you can whip something up?"
Django's eyes slowly went wide as his mind immediately began racing with concepts of what to carve.
"He's down," Adyson said on his behalf.
"Alright, then, time for other assignments," Phineas said as he looked around the room. "Stacy, you remember the dresses pretty well, right?"
"Down to the last stitch and hem," Stacy replied. "Heck, I can close my eyes and still see them."
"Think you could work with Jenny and Isabella to re-create them?" Phineas asked.
"I guess, but without some kind of super sewing machine we'll never make all the dresses in time," Stacy said in concern. A telltale grin on both Phineas and Ferb's faces said it all for her. "You guys made some kind of super sewing machine, didn't you?" ske asked in an unsurprised tone.
"It's at my house," Isabella told her. "It was my birthday present from them a couple years ago."
"Then I guess we're good," Stacy said with a shrug.
"Gretchen, love," Ferb said, looking at his girlfriend. "I'm going to ask you to handle the cooking for the reception. Think you're up to the task?"
"Cooking I can handle," Gretchen replied. "Baking, however, is not my strong suit."
"I'll assist on that," Ginger added. "I did plenty of baking last school year for Baljeet's treats."
"In that case, so long as we can get a copy of what was on the menu for the reception we should be good," Gretchen said, smiling up at Ferb.
"Thank you so much," Ferb told her, smiling warmly at her.
"Adyson and Katie," Phineas said, stepping up to the two friends. "I need you both to arrange for and run supplies to everyone. Katie, you're the only one of us with a driver's license. And Adyson's got the administrative knowhow to arrange everything."
"So long as you can cover my gas costs, I'm at your disposal," Katie told him.
"You sure you want to leave the supply ordering to me, Phin?" Adyson asked. "You're usually the one who does that."
"I'm sure the next student council president of Danville High can handle the task with ease," Phineas told her.
Adyson smiled at Phineas and nodded emphatically. "I won't let you down. But all the same, any chance we could get a GPS of some kind? Just in case."
"Hey, I've learned my way around town a lot better since that trip!" Katie said defensively.
"I'm not taking any chances," Adyson told her. Katie conceded the point but pouted a little all the same.
"So that covers all of us," Jenny said, looking around the room. "But what about you and Ferb, Phineas? What're you doing to do?"
"We've got our task already," Phineas told her. "And it's not going to be an easy one."
"We'll succeed, Phin," Ferb told him confidently. "Failure is not an option."
"I guess that's that then," Phineas said, then looking at Baljeet and Irving. "When can you two get cracking on the reactor?"
"I'll make sure we're at your house by six AM tomorrow," Irving told him. "Is that early enough?"
"Plenty early," Phineas told him. "We'll be ready for you."
"For now, everyone should go home and get as much sleep as you can," Ferb told everyone else. "We've got a tremendous task ahead of us tomorrow."
"Oh, and one last thing," Phineas said before they convened for the night. "Don't let Candace know. We want to try and surprise her."
"Given her state of mind it shouldn't be hard to keep her in the dark," Stacy noted. "But we'll stay quiet about it, Phineas."
With that, the group dispersed for the night and all headed for their respective homes. The mission they'd laid out for themselves was enormous, and the fact that it was for the sake of one so close to so many of them made it all the more daunting. One common thought ran through all of their minds, though: They had worked together to do the impossible countless times before on things that, in retrospect, didn't matter all that much. Now it was time to work that magic once again for something that actually did.
Next Episode Preview: One day to fix everything for Candace and Jeremy's wedding. One day to get their summer back on course. Is it too much for even Phineas, Ferb and their friends to pull off?