Chapter 5

(The Flynn-Fletcher House, 10:15am)

"Candace, dear, could you come down for a minute?"

Linda Flynn-Fletcher called out to her daughter as she and Lawrence were exiting out the door. The fifteen-year old redhead rushed on down the stairs as fast as she could. As far as her mom could tell, she was not having a good summer far.

"Yes, Mom?"

"Me and your father are going out to an antiques expo at the Danville Convention Center for the next six hours." Linda said, grabbing her purse.

"Wait…why six hours?" Candace asked.

"The entire expo covers 400,000 square feet, so me and your father will observe every object from the Colonial Era to the present day." Linda explained the nature of the expo.

"So…pretty much, I'm in charge of the boys?!" Candace exclaimed.

"Well…yeah…but…"

"Oh, yeah!" Candace shouted, dancing around, "I'm in charge! I'm in charge! I'm in...wait a minute!"
She finally stopped dancing. "You just said the word 'but'! Am I missing something here?"

"To be fair, Candace, you said so yourself that the boys were a handful, so we called up a babysitter!" Linda said, clarifying what she meant.

Candace was crestfallen and began to protest, "What?! Mom, I am fifteen! I can be reasonable and mature in taking care of the boys!"

"That's not what I saw after you tried to show me some 'haunted house' in the backyard yesterday!" Linda countered.

"But there was!" Candace groaned, "It was at least six stories tall!"

"Yeah, right!" Linda snarked, "And I'm the First Lady of the President of the United States!"

Candace held in her frustration, "Whatever, Mom! When is this so-called 'babysitter' going to be here?"

"She'll be here in about 45 minutes. That's what her father told me." Linda replied. "Anyways, we should be back by quarter after six. "

"Fine, Mom." Candace replied.

"And promise me that you won't drag me home to see the boys doing nothing at all." Linda said.

"I promise that I won't break this promise!" Candace vowed.

"That's my daughter!" Linda smiled and kissed her on the cheek. "Be good to your brothers!"

She closed the front door.

"I will, Mom!" Candace replied, waving to her mom.

Candace then turned to her brothers, whom were sitting on the steps.

"Heya, Candace! Wanna have some fun today?" Phineas asked.

"Not this time! You heard Mom, boys!" Candace declared with a smirk, "A babysitter is going to come over here in the next hour and she is going to help me take care of you two. Now I don't want you to…you know…do the usual!"

"What do you mean the usual?" Phineas asked.

"You know…building a giant roller coaster, a beach in the backyard, tricking out Mom's car…things like that!" Candace explained. "Now if you don't mind, I am going to swoon over Jeremy in my room!"

"Mmm…okay…" Phineas replied as he and Ferb slid alide, allowing Candace to go up the stairs.

She made her way up the steps to her room, thinking fully about Jeremy.

(45 minutes later)

Bonnie's car pulled into the driveway of the Flynn-Fletcher house.

"Okay…we're here…and don't rub into my face that Josh burned me for that Spirit Week Dance!" the brunette grumbled.

"FYI, Bonnie! Josh called me up to go out on a date tonight! So sorry, you just got burned by him…again!" Kim taunted.

"We'll see about that, Kim!" Bonnie contradicted, "Don't you know that I, the Queen of Middleton High, am more perfect than you'll ever be?"

"Oh boy…" Ron sighed, "…here we go again!"

"Why don't you just shut up, loser!" Bonnie snarled to Ron, "You know you're going to have to pay for what your gross thing did to the back seat of my car!"

"I think it should be you who'll clean up the car with some soap and a toothbrush!" Kim barked back, "After all, you're the one with the driver's license!"

"Look, Little Miss Smug-Mug, I don't have time for your little snarky comments!" Bonnie derided, glaring in front of Kim's face, "Besides, I am going to the beach where I will experience some high-school hotties that are on par with me. You, on the other hand, will be humiliated in front of your crush!

Monique protested by getting out of the car, and blaring Bonnie's car horn out loud.

"Look, Bonnie…" she sneered, "…just drop us off here and enjoy your little time on the beach!"

Bonnie sighed, "Fine, Moni! At least those two will be out of my hair for a few hours!" She unlocked the doors, freeing Kim and Ron from their prison of sarcasm and taunts.

Kim and Ron properly got out and closed the door.

"Now if you'll excuse me, the sun and sand await my presence!" Bonnie decreed before trying to start up her car.

When she did so, however, the engine stalled out. Bonnie was befuddled.

"Huh? What the…"

And she then found the reason. The gas gauge was on the big red 'E'.

She clenched her teeth and pounded her fist against the horn, which blared out "Whomp-whomp-whoooomp!"