This is a little fanfiction I wrote for Phineas/Ferb fans. I know they're out there, lol. It is slash, so if you don't like, then don't read. And yes, it is up on fanfiction.net under my other name.
Carpe Diem
Whyteroze28
Disclaimer: I don't own Phineas, Ferb or their friends. They belong to Dan Povenmire, and Jeff Marsh.
Phineas and Ferb are teenagers, but things haven't been going that well for either of them lately. Will things get better, or are things to far gone to fix? Slash. Don't like, Don't read. And the title of this comes from a song that will be in the musical version of the 'Rollercoaster' episode.
Chapter 1
Ferb Fletcher was bored.
But then, he was always bored lately. The last time he could remember not being bored was... years ago. From the ages of ten to twelve, he and his step-brother had spent their entire summers building and creating new and different things. But then, with the onset of Junior High, things had changed. Their friend/neighborhood bully Buford Van Stomm had moved away, Ferb had been transferred, along with their friend Baljeet Rai, to the Danville Academy, because of his high grades, and Phineas had begun hanging out more with the girl across the street, Isabella Garcia-Shapiro.
Ferb sighed, and stretched out on the lawn chair he was lying in. It wasn't that he was really missing his childhood... there were some things he'd be happier not even thinking about again, but he really missed the closeness they'd all had during those years. It had been the five of them (and sometimes Irving) against the world. They had pretty much done everything they could to make those days memorable.
He chuckled to himself as he thought about his brother's strange relationship with Isabella. She had been in love with him since the day they'd met. Unfortunately, for her, Phineas Flynn was as oblivious to her hints and innuendo nowadays as he'd been at ten.
And that's not all he's oblivious to, he thought, sighing again. It seemed the red-headed boy was destined to go through life with hordes of pretty girls chasing him. And they didn't even register on Phineas' radar. Strangely enough, he never missed any sign of a crush on someone else. Hell, he'd even noticed (and agreed never to mention) Baljeet's crush on Buford. But let anyone show a sign of interest in him, and he distances himself from them, at least emotionally.
He picked up his towel and things from beside the chair, and walked into the garage. He secured his stuff, hopped on his bike, and started for the beach. It was too nice a day to sit around feeling sorry for himself. A few blocks from the house though, he stopped, as he saw a moving truck in the driveway of a previously vacant house. Then he caught sight of the person leaving the house.
"Buford?"
The boy looked up, and Ferb stared. It was Buford, albeit a highly changed Buford, at least looks-wise. Where he had been short and chubby as a child, this Buford was tall, and much more athletic looking.
"Hey, Fletcher. Where you heading?"
"The beach. Wanna come? Unless, you're busy unpacking or something?"
Buford shook his head. "Nah, the movers got most of it. Just gimme a sec to get my suit and stuff." When the other boy went back inside, Ferb pulled out his cell phone. "Hey, Baljeet, what are you doing today?"
From the other end of the connection, Ferb heard a heavy sigh. "Summer school homework, what else?"
"Well, can you grab your trunks and meet me at the beach?"
There was a hint of confusion in the other boy's voice, but he eventually agreed. Ferb grinned. Hopefully, someone would get some enjoyment out of this day anyway.
Almost twenty minutes later, the two boys were locking their bikes up at the bike rack, and Ferb smiled again as he saw Baljeet's bike was already there. Then he heard the accented voice speak up. "All right, now what was so important?"
"'Jeet?"
He watched the darker boy flush as he took in the face of the boy with Ferb. "Buford? When... How...?"
"My mom got transfered back to Danville. We just got back to town yesterday."
Ferb left the two of them talking, and headed for the nearby surf shack. In the past few years, surfing had gotten to be a big fad in the Tri-state area, and Ferb had gotten really good at it.
After he had rented his board, and stripped down to his trunks, he saw Baljeet and Buford sitting on a blanket near the water. He smiled as he watched the two of them talking animatedly. They seemed to be catching up well. Then he froze. Coming up the beach, heads close together, were Phineas and Isabella. He turned, pretending that he hadn't seen them, and headed for the water.
For the next hour or so, he tried to concentrate on surfing, but every time he looked at the beach, he could see his friends laughing and talking, and he realized that he wouldn't be able to ignore them forever. Phineas and Isabella had joined the others and they were obviously all having a good time. They even got in the water a few times, but Ferb made sure to steer clear whenever he saw them nearby.
By the time he returned his board, they were all packing up, and he smiled as he saw Buford hold out his hand to help Baljeet stand up. Then he saw Isabella hold out her hand, obviously wanting Phineas to do the same for her, and he bit back a growl. It wouldn't do for the dark-haired girl to see how much she got under his skin.
Phineas glanced down at her in surprise and then, ever the gentleman, helped her up. She sighed, and Ferb ground his teeth together. When they had been ten, it had been cute... and he had even felt a little sorry for her. But lately, she was getting pushier, and he could see that it wouldn't take much more for her to just decide to tell him how she felt. He wondered idly if he really wanted to be anywhere near them when that happened. Then he shook his head. No. No, he did not.
Then he heard Buford ask Phineas if he was planning anything big for this summer, and he caught the look on his step-brother's face. It had gone completely blank.
"Oh, Phineas and Ferb don't do that stuff anymore," Isabella told him, giggling a little. "They're just normal teenagers now."
Normal... Why on earth would she say that. Didn't she know how much Phineas hated to be classified as normal? Then he watched (with more than a little glee) as Phineas glared at her. The red-head then turned and stalked over to the bike rack, before turning to look back at them. "Come over tomorrow. You'll see then."
As he watched Phineas ride away, he couldn't help but wonder what was going on. Were things finally going to get back to the way they had been? He couldn't help remembering Phineas' declaration that first day of their summer vacation when they were ten.
"I, for one am starting to get bored, and boredom is something of up with which I will not put!"