Author's Note: Hello! Sorry for not updating, I was working a lot of shifts at work this week and this poor chapter for just chilling in the cloud. Enjoy this chapter!

A few weeks later…

Late Night Snack

Both boys and Lawrence are sitting in a circle on the floor eating a large loaf of bread they managed to buy at the local marketplace. Phineas was explaining in full detail his experiences in St. Petersburg when he was younger.

"It's this awesome place with the sea and everything! Boats are coming in and out all the time, and the architecture is amazing…" Phineas took a big bite out of his bread, "Anf the bwft thin-"

"Swallow first, genius." Ferb smirked.

Phineas swallowed his food and chuckled, "And the best thing about it is the biggest city in Russia!" When he said that, his eyebrows furrowed and started frowning after he thought about the city for a moment.

"What's wrong, Phineas?" Lawrence asked.

"Well," Phineas took a sip of water out of his cup and placed it on the floor, "It is the capital of my family's rule, so I'm not sure if it's still standing or not... You know, the Republic has taken over and stuff…"

Phineas started looking down, still saddened at the passing of his friends and still very far away from his own mother across the sea.

Ferb scooted over to Phineas and he laid his head on Ferb's shoulder, "Listen, ol' chap. Your mother is out of harm's way. And, the best news is…" Ferb smiles and turns to his father, "Would you like to inform Phin of the good news?"

Lawrence chuckles a bit at his son's reminder, "Of course, I would love to. All we need is our last payment which will be in a few days and we'll have enough currency for three tickets to New York."

Phineas' head shot straight up with excitement flowing through his body. He started shaking up and down after hearing such wonderful news, "REALLY REALLY REALLY?!"

He crawls over to Lawrence and gives him a big hug, "Thank you, Mr. Fletcher!"

Lawrence returned the hug after chuckling a bit, "Of course, lad. I wouldn't want your mother to be worried sick any longer."

Ferb stands up and sits on the bed. He clears his throat and pats a spot next to him for Phineas to sit. Phineas gets up and sits while Ferb reached for Phineas' bag, which has a lot of things Mr. Doofenshmirtz managed to provide. The usual things like a blanket and extra clothes, but there are some other things that sticks out. Phineas pulled out a picture of him as a little boy with his mother and father. He smiled when he looked at his dad, noticing that he is a spitting image of him. Ferb pulled out a blueprint that was rolled up. He opened it and is still amazed of the invention Phineas came up with. He only saw it a couple times but he's just awestruck that a fifteen year old created such an intricate device. It's designed to project light in a circle, but it's still left unfinished.

"Hey, Phin." Ferb nudged Phineas with his elbow. "Hm?" Phineas looked over and saw his unfinished blueprint.

"Ah… That beaut."

Ferb thought for moment and smiled, "You know, we can't let this poor blueprint left unfinished. Don't you think, Phineas?"

Phineas gives Ferb a smile showing his bare teeth, giving his signature toothy grin, "No, no we can't."

The next morning…

Phineas' POV

It's been four weeks since it happened. I've been more open to Ferb and his dad, but I'm still not comfortable with everyone else. Except Anna, she's pretty nice. Django? Eh… I choose to stay away from him. He actually doesn't remember what happened when he threw that hammer into my stomach. But hey, that's good, right?

Ferb and I bunk together in his bed, I'm kind of used to sleeping next to the big guy. It's like we've been brothers forever but we've known each other for such little time.

Mr. Fletcher already left, he has to work on the fields while Ferb and I usually build something for the house. We do handy work on the farmer's house most of the time.

The sun isn't even up yet, plus we worked on that blueprint all night, so I think I have an excuse to roll in deeper into the covers when suddenly…

"Oof!" I felt someone jumped on my back. And that someone is Ferb.

"Come on, sleepyhead. We have work to do." Ferb is laying his body on my head.

"Five more minutes…" I start to close my eyes when I felt Ferb grab my sides and started tickling me. I bursted laughing out loud while Ferb lands on top of my stomach and starts tickling me more. He was awfully big so I exasperated when he sat on top of me. I started kicking but it was no use. So, I got out of the covers and grabbed his hands, still giggling from the tickling fiend.

"Oh, good morning Phineas. I hope you had a good sleep." Ferb smiled innocently. I gave him a big punch to the shoulder, and I winced in pain since he has broader shoulders than I do. He didn't even flinched when I punched him, "Ouch… That kind of hurt, Phineas. I think you should try a little harder." I raised my eyebrow and tried pushing him off me. Still heavier than I am…

Ferb started chuckling at me, probably at my pathetic attempt to get him off of me… "Hm, maybe if you could ask nicely, the big British kid will kindly get off."

I sighed, "Will you please get off me…"

As Ferb started to comply, I instantly tackled him off the bed, getting him off guard.

He landed on the floor butt first, as I was on top of him this time.

"See, that wasn't too hard!" I exclaimed.

"Ouch, my arse isn't a cushion you know…"

We both giggled a bit more and got up. Ferb started thinking and was about to speak until I cutted in,

"I know what we're going to do today?"

Ferb raised his eyebrow and smiled wide, "Yes."

Author's Note: Hello! So, to answer a question from Rorscarch's review, yeeeeeees there will be a pairing. Will it Phinbella or Ferbella? WHO KNOWS. But it will not be emphasized a lot in this story. This story is going to be really full of brotherly fluff, but with some very slightly romance in this story. I'm kind of not up for that yet, maybe if I write a different story with Phineas and Ferb back in the modern world. Actually, me and my friend Isabella, whom I mentioned earlier in this story came up with this really funny idea (it all started with me trying to exercise which really made me WANT to cry) so I'm hoping to do a collaboration on a one-shot with her. She'll probably say yes after a discussion about our stories (AKA Satan's Office, be prepared). And also, I got inspiration for this scene by one of my absolute favorite authors in the P&F FanFics, BroadwayFanGirl91. I hope she comes back one day and finishes her stories, but only one could hope. Yeah, I just wanted to give credit to her. Have a nice night!