Author's Note: Hello loves! I found more time to write another chapter. I have introduced Perry into this story, and I have some surprises to share later in the future. But let us now return to the awful part of my brain called hell.

Phineas' POV

Gee, our little band of rogues was growing quite a bit! Ferb and I decided on the name Perry, since that name reminds Ferb of an old friend from England he misses quite well.

Running away makes me feel like I'm part of Robin Hood's Merry Men. Or escaping the blizzard from the Snow Queen! Man, I'm hoping Ferb and I can read one of Grimms' Fairy Tales or some Hans Christian Andersen soon. It'd just be like old times in the library back at the mansion.

We're pretty much packed up, but being the lazy bum I am I have a lot of things to put in my sack. Ferb, on the other hand is already to go. Must be a Brit thing...

"What kind of food do you think he eats?" I asked.

"Well, I'm sure he would appreciate some grub if you'd ask me. We can ask someone along the way if they know in the next town." Ferb chuckled, "Well, I'm not quite sure if anyone would know about an animal from Australia."

"Weird, right?" I answered. "When are we heading out?"

Mr. Fletcher emerged from the tent with his backpack on. "As soon as we put the tents away, we can start our way back to the port." He then came between us and put both of his arms around our shoulders. "Then we will be off to America, lads."

I looked at Ferb and gave him a wide smile while he returned it with a thumbs-up.

"Now, who is this young fellow you've got there?" Mr. Fletcher pointed at our new platypus, who was in sleeping my arms.

"This is Perry! I found him wandering around the forest."

Mr. Fletcher took a closer look at the mammal, "And he's a duck…?"

Ferb chuckled and starts petting Perry, "No, father. He's a platypus."

"And they don't do much, I see…" Mr. Fletcher went over to the fire and threw some snow on the dying flames. "Boys, let's get a move on. We're burning daylight!"

"But Mr. Fletcher… There is no sun out, it's winter."

Ferb smacked his forehead while laughing, "It's a metaphor, Phin."

We started our way to the seaport after we finished up camping. Ferb and I were playing "I Spy" along the way, while Perry was sleeping in Ferb's arms. Mr. Fletcher was looking at our surroundings and he said that the trees seem like they're frozen in time because it's still covered in frost. I guess that would be pretty interesting if I were his age.

I looked at Ferb and asked, "So, when we get to America… What's your plan?"

Ferb shrugged and closed his eyes, "Hmm… I've never really thought about it." He looked over to Mr. Fletcher, "Did you have anything in mind when we get to America?"

I guess Mr. Fletcher wasn't paying attention to anything, even the path. Too busy gazing at the snow falling down from the sky. So the second we asked him he almost tripped over his own foot. He regained his balance and replied with an innocent smile, "I meant to do that."

I chuckled while Ferb gave him a playful punch to his dad's shoulder.

"Gee, and I thought I was-"

And just the irony of it, I tripped over something.

"-... Clumsy." I quietly exclaimed with a muffled voice.

As I lift my head up from the snow, Ferb offered his hand.

"Thanks, Ferb." I said while grabbing his hand.

Ferb nodded and helped me back up.

"So… What did I trip on?"

Ferb's POV

I thought Phineas tripped on a vine or part of a tree. But the curiosity got the both of us. There was huge hump of snow that really called out to us to dig.

I handed Perry to father to hold while Phineas and I bent down at the big lump of snow start to shovel through with our hands.

"What if it's treasure, Ferb? Or a hibernating bear that decided to sleep her for the winter?" Phineas asked.

I chuckled, "Well, one. We'd be pretty lucky lads to find hidden treasure in the snow. And two, I don't believe bears hibernate in-" As we were closer, I felt my hand hit something that felt like decaying fruit.

Or flesh.

I stood up in shock and looked at Phineas. "Phineas, wait!"

"What's the mat-" Phineas yelped when he looked at the hole he managed to dig. It was part of someone's face.

He quickly stood up and buried his face in my chest.

Phineas wrapped his hands around my chest and looked up to me with fear glowing in his eyes, "What… Is that…"

I looked at him. I didn't want to answer that question to him.

I released myself from Phineas and bent down to start pushing away the snow from the entire face. Father put his arm around his shoulder and tried comforting while I started studying at the face. He looked like our age...

"Bu-Buford…?"

I quickly turned around to see his dark blue eyes turn into tears.

"No…" Phineas broke his grip from my father and ran off into the forest.

"Phineas, wait!"

Author's Note: Since the Romanov's bodies were taken away after the murder, I figured people would and do away with the bodies in the mansion. But they're just mere servants so it wouldn't matter if they were found in the middle of the forest. Review please?