Happy Platypus Day everybody! Did you all see Sidetracked and Primal Perry? Perry was pretty boss in both of them. I miss Phineas and Ferb starring in THEIR show though. Anywho, here's chapter four of Catch 21!

BUZZ! BUZZ!

The sun shone through a tiny crack in the long curtains framing the window. An extremely loud and extremely irritating alarm clock was going off inside the dark room. The sound blared for less than a few seconds before a hand came slamming down upon its source. The man who had whacked it had already been awake for a while. It was just imprinted in him now, to beat the alarm clock waking up. He grumbled a bit, then swung his legs around, and slowly got out of bed and went into the bathroom. He turned on the light, and squinted as he got used to its brightness. He then walked up to the mirror and stared at it. A 21-year-old Ferb Fletcher stared back.

He ran his hands through his messy hair. It was still green, after all these years. Ferb wasn't sure why he had kept it green, but it had been for as long as he could remember. He supposed it must have had something to do with his birth mother. Ferb debated whether or not he should brush it. He decided against it. Who would really care if his hair was messy? After all it was the start of summer. They would all look messy. He eyeballed the rest of himself. Ferb felt like he hadn't grown up very "glamorous". The rest of his body had shot up with his spidery legs, and he was now the tallest in the family. He wasn't muscularly built; he had a very willowy structure like his father. He still felt a little self-conscious about himself. After going to college, Ferb Fletcher had gone from the quiet inventing ladies man daredevil half of Phineas and Ferb, to just Ferb Fletcher; the quiet one. He hadn't made many friends there; besides other Finkies he had talked to sometimes. It made him wonder if Phineas was the only reason he had any friends at all.

Ferb brushed his teeth, then splashed some water on his face. He leaned back against the counter looking around the bathroom, and smiled. It was nice being back in his house. He walked back to his room slowly.

Candace's plan had succeeded. She had dated Jeremy through high school and college, and as soon as they graduated, she had become Mrs. Johnson. Quite soon afterwards, she had become pregnant with her first child, Amanda Linda Johnson. Needless to say, Candace hadn't lived in this house for years. When she officially left, Ferb had received her bedroom. It wasn't like she had really gone anywhere; her house was just down the street.

Anyway, Ferb no longer lived with Phineas. He had his whole room to himself. That was something you grew to miss when you were stuck in a dorm with a billion other guys. He stretched his arms out, enjoying the space. The house was totally silent. Ferb wondered why he had left his alarm on, when he knew it was summer. Maybe he just liked the silence of the early morning. Ever since the guys had gotten home from college, it had been anything but silent. He had to admit; the reunion had been one of the best days ever. Buford, Baljeet, Phineas, and Ferb had all unfortunately gone to different colleges; so once again, they had to seize everyday of summer together. But, the reunion from this week had been special because that wouldn't be the case anymore. They would be able to hang out regardless of the season. Ferb felt like he had two more brothers in Baljeet and Buford. Anyway, four college age guys together could get kind of loud. And his parents were still as wacky as ever, with weird antiques and hobbies. Not to mention Candace and her big mouth would bring Amanda over regularly. Amanda was only five, but of course five-year olds were extremely loud and obnoxious. She would always be complaining about how she was bored and how nobody ever does anything around here. She loved what Phineas and Ferb did though. Even if Amanda could be subdued, Candace could not. Not only was she still trying to "bust" Phineas and Ferb, but she was also especially annoying because she was pregnant. All in all, Ferb appreciated silence.

Despite how annoying everyone could get together, Ferb loved that no one had changed. Buford was still a big "tuff" guy, Baljeet was still a nerd, Mom and Dad were still cool, Candace still wanted to bust, and Perry would still disappear during the day. And the house was the same. Ferb loved this house, and he loved the yard as well.

And summer. Ferb loved summer. Summer as an adult was even somewhat better than summer as a kid because there wasn't the lurking monster that was the start of school. However, he was still a little worried about the future. Ferb had majored in mechanical engineering and diplomacy, but he wasn't sure what he was going to do with them in real life. He wasn't Phineas; he didn't always know what he was going to do today, and he definitely didn't know what he wanted to do tomorrow.

Ferb decided against going downstairs to pour himself a bowl of cold cereal when he knew Mom would be up in a little bit to make a warm homemade breakfast. So he decided to do his favorite thing to do in private… check his email.

Ferb didn't mean looking at chain letters from his cousins, or at subscriptions to tool websites. Ferb at this point had two emails: one was a typical email, for school and friends and such. And the other, well the other wasn't technically his email at all; everything coming out of that one was signed by Phineas.

Ferb didn't know why he had kept up the charade. He just remembered how happy Isabella had seemed when she had replied, over ten years ago. So he had replied back. And then she had sent something back. And then he had. And before he knew it, it had been ten years.

Well, Ferb kind of knew why he kept up the sham he had created. He had kept it up for the same reason he wanted to check his email now. He had become… attached to Isabella. Emailing her had become his guilty pleasure. It always made him so happy to see something from her in his inbox. He and Isabella had forged an unbreakable connection after emailing each other everyday for all these years. No one understood him like Isabella; he could tell her anything. As for pretending to be Phineas… well… it wasn't like he was hurting anybody.

So Ferb went over to his laptop and opened up his email. He was thrilled when he saw a new email from Isabella. He happily opened it, and began reading. He almost felt like laughing as he read; he could picture her screaming. However, as he continued, his eyes widened in horror. Ferb almost fell out of his chair as he stared blankly at the screen. Then he turned the computer off, and got up as if he was in a daze. He opened his mouth and said something slowly. But, when he said it again it was much faster and more urgent. He began screaming it as he darted out of his room.

"Phineas. Phineas! PHINEAS!"