CHAPTER 10- Hey, I'm back! I just cleaned my room, ate a cup of soup, watched TV, and now I'm ready to post the next chapter! :D

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I don't own Phineas and Ferb or Gravity Falls. Sorry, this chapter is a bit shorter than most of my usual chapters. I'm saving the whatnot for the next chapter. Haha.

"Flooding the agency it is."

GENERAL POV

Candace pulled her head above water, almost knocking it off the ceiling. Poor Carl looked like he was writing a mental will.

"You ok, Carl?" Candace asked, pulling a strand of hair out of her mouth in disgust.

Carl nodded, pressing his hands against the ceiling as the water continued to rise. "I'll be ten times better once we get out of here."

Candace sighed. "There's a door down there," she said, pointing towards the floor. "I can open it and the water will flood out into the rest of the agency. Since all the agents are on their missions, they should be ok. The only problem is that that water is going to be moving really quickly. You'll need to hold onto something."

Carl nodded, his chin brushing the water. "Ok, just tell me where and I'll do it!"

Candace grabbed the intern's wrist and pulled him over to where the giant monitor was. "Here. It has cables supporting it to the ceiling. You can hold onto those. If you lose your grip, I'll know. Just hold on tightly."

Carl now had his cheek pressed against the ceiling, as did Candace. "Would you go already?"

Candace nodded and dove underwater, almost smacking Carl with her tail. She found the door quickly and grabbed tightly to the doorknob with one hand. With the other, she grasped a metal pole that was attached to the wall as tightly as she could.

She glanced up at Carl in time to see him take a deep breath just before he went under. Also taking a deep breath, though hers was more from nerves, Candace twisted the knob and threw the door open.

Water cascaded into the hallway, almost pulling Candace after it. She yelped and tightened her grip on the bar as the water yanked her tail out the door. She heard a mental scream and her eyes flew open and her hand shot out, her fingers wrapping tightly around Carl's wrist before he could get knocked out the door.

They were under for another thirty seconds or so before the pull subsided, and Candace wasted no time in pulling Carl above water. The boy coughed wildly, adjusting his glasses, which were, incredibly, still on his nose.

"You good?" Candace asked worriedly.

Carl held up a hand and took a deep breath before nodding slowly. "Yeah," he said with a slight cough. "I think I'll be fine."

Candace nodded and glanced around, letting go of Carl's wrist as she did so.

There was still at least eight feet of water in the lair, and the pipe was still gushing in the corner. The only reason the level wasn't rising much was because of the open door. Sadly, because of the water, the entrances were all still underwater. And even if she tried to use one, the chances of her backyard being stranger free were slim.

Candace sighed. "Can we get out of here through the agency?" she asked Carl.

The intern hesitated. "Well, yes….but won't someone see you?"

Candace shrugged. "Not if we're careful. You go first and keep a lookout. If you see anyone…then I'll hide. But the water's not going down anytime soon."

Carl nodded and began paddling forward, Candace following close behind.

They passed through several rooms and hallways. All the rooms were meeting rooms, all empty and pretty much ruined thanks to the water. They came across no one in the area, and the two relaxed a little.

"Well," Carl said slowly as he poked his head around a corner, "at least no agents were hurt or anything."

Candace nodded in agreement. "Yeah. It could've been a lot worse."

Carl rolled his eyes and trudged through another room, his arms brushing aside pens, pencils, and other items as he swam towards the next room. "You can say that ag- holy crap!"

He said the last part in a whisper and backed up quickly, pushing Candace back against the wall. She looked at him in confusion.

"What? What's wrong?" she asked, keeping her voice down.

Carl gulped slowly, his eyes nervously darting between the door and Candace. "Major Monogram is in the next room," he hissed.

Phineas and Ferb stared blankly at the sky, their eyes wide in disbelief. "Ferb, please explain to me how a giant firecracker blows up and then turns into a bunch of balloons."

Ferb shook his head slowly. "The world is mysterious," was all he could think of to say.

Phineas glanced at his brother with a raised eyebrow and shook his head before turning back to the large crowd that was in the yard.

"Sorry, folks! It exploded a little sooner than planned!"

The large crowd of Danvillians (?) grumbled a little but left the yard with little fuss, leaving the typical seven kids in the yard.

Buford crossed his arms in annoyance. "Well now what, pointy?"

Phineas raised an eyebrow at Buford. The bully only called him that when he was irritated. "I don't know. We still have like, half the day left and our big project went up with a bang."

Baljeet chuckled. "Literally."

Phineas grinned. "Even though that wasn't what it was supposed to do, it was still kind of cool."

Isabella kept glancing at the house, her eyebrows crinkled slightly. Phineas frowned. "Is, what's wrong?" he asked the girl.

She sighed. "I'm just worried about Pinky. I mean, I know Dipper said he'd take him inside and calm him down, but…I've never seen him so freaked out before."

Mabel smiled gently at the girl. "It's ok. You should have seen Waddles when he almost got eaten by a pterodactyl."

Isabella stared at the girl in horror. "Your pig almost got eaten?"

Mabel gave a tight nod. "Yeah. But Grunkle Stan saved him, so he's doing pretty well."

Phineas nodded. "I'm sure Pinky's fine, Isabella. He probably just got spooked by something outside."

Isabella sighed and rubbed her left shoulder. "Yeah. You guys are probably right. So, what do we do now?"

Phineas and Ferb looked at each other, then around at the backyard. "Well, first we should probably clean up this mess," Ferb pointed out.

Sure enough, the backyard was covered with the remains of the giant firecracker, debris scattered everywhere, even in the tree and on the roof.

Mabel sighed, pushed up her sweater sleeves, and pulled her hair back. "Well then, let's get to work!"

Dipper watched from Candace's window, keeping back so that nobody would see him if they looked. Perry, Pinky, and Waddles paced behind him, the former two having just gotten back from their missions.

"So, what are agents saying about Carl?" Dipper asked, turning around and raising an eyebrow.

Perry pulled out a notepad and started scribbling down an answer, handing it over a minute later.

Turns out a lot of agents know about Candace, and they know that that's why Carl got fired. They're mostly mad at Monogram, but a few blame Candace.

Dipper's eyes widened. "They know about Candace? How is that even possible?"

Pinky chuckled, took Perry's notepad from the boy, and jotted down a note.

She may know about the OWCA, but the agents certainly get around. Plus rumors spread like wildfire when you're the only ones who can understand each other.

Dipper sighed. "I guess that's true. Does Candace know other agents know?"

The agents shook their heads and Dipper frowned. "But they've been keeping the secret from Monogram?" he questioned, getting nods in response. "Why?"

Perry and Pinky glanced at one another and then back at Dipper. Perry took his notepad and jotted something down.

We're not sure, really. We think that they don't really care that she knows, so long as she keeps it a secret.

Dipper shook his head. "Wow. Are all agents so laid back?"

The animals snorted in amusement and Dipper grinned, glancing towards Candace's closet. "What's taking her so long with Carl?"

Perry frowned slightly, glancing at his watch. Actually, that was a really good question. Where was Candace? It shouldn't have taken almost an hour to get her necklace back from Carl and to apologize. The platypus shook his head, and Dipper crawled into Candace's closet, finding the secret entrance quickly.

He frowned after a moment, pressing his palms into the floor. "Um, Perry? Any reason the carpet is soaked around the entrance?"

Perry and Pinky looked at each other and scrambled into the closet, Dipper backing out quickly to make room for them. They came back out a moment later, their faces equally confused. Pinky shook his head and Perry shrugged.

Dipper chewed on his lip for a moment, adjusting his hat sub consciously. "Huh. If Candace can move water, why would she just leave spilled water on her floor? It'd ruin the carpet."

His eyebrows furrowed slowly. "Unless…Perry, there weren't any leaky pipes or anything in your lair, were there?"

Perry's eyes widened and his face paled slightly as he exchanged glances with Pinky and Waddles. Dipper saw the look and he grimaced, saying what all of them were thinking.

"Well, this won't end well."

Ha-ha. Cliff hangers. Sort of. I suppose.

But yeah, I figure only two to four more chapters. I swear my stories just get shorter and shorter….sigh. Oh well.

BTW, I have that one-shot about Perry and Stacy telling Candace typed and ready to go, but I can't post it until I finish this story because it gives away the ending. And I'm working on the (possible) two shot where Stacy meets Jordan.

Review please! (Give me hope. I entered a writing contest and am having a nervous breakdown)