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 2
On his way home from the beach (alone, because Buford and Baljeet had decided to go to Mr. Slushy Burger, and Isabella had taken off right after Phineas had), he had time to contemplate what had just occurred. He'd never really seen Phineas mad... unless you count that one time he'd yelled at Candace. But this time, he'd been absolutely furious.
Ferb opened the gate into their backyard, and stopped in amazement. His step-brother was sitting on the ground with all of their old plans spread out around him, but instead of actually looking at any of them, he was... crying?
Ferb raced over to the boy, and wrapped his arms around him. He couldn't bear to see it. The smaller boy just turned so his face was buried in Ferb's shirt, and continued to sob. "H-How could we have let this happen, Ferb?" he asked, when he had finally calmed down some. "We gave up on the mission."
The mission to make every day count. Ferb thought sadly as he remembered the day they'd thought that up. Then he pulled back slightly and frowned as he saw the tear-streaked face in front of him. "Well, then. We'll just have to put four years worth of effort into making this summer the best we can."
Phineas smiled up at him, and he couldn't help the answering smile that spread across his face. It was a big change from the Phineas he'd seen recently. This was the Phineas he remembered. The one that made the impossible possible.
Ferb reached out to grab one of the blueprints at random, and laughed as he saw the plans which had started it all. The rollercoaster. Phineas glanced over, and laughed as well.
"Somehow, I don't think we want to do that again."
They spent the next hour putting all the ideas back in the folder, reminiscing at some of them, like the time they'd shrunk themselves, the time they'd built the androids, and traveling in the bubble.
Then as he picked up the next one, Phineas' eyes gleamed, and he looked up. Ferb recognized the look, and the slightly evil grin that accompanied it, but he still couldn't stop the familiar feeling that flowed through him as he heard the words he hadn't heard in four years. "Ferb, I know what we're gonna do today." Then Phineas corrected himself. "Well, I know what we're gonna do tomorrow."
Ferb bit back a laugh, and held out his hand for the plans. Then, as he scanned the paper, he frowned. "Didn't we already do this one?"
"Well, yeah, but I thought we could..." As he listened to the explanation, Ferb began nodding his head. A combination of two of their inventions, was the perfect way to start the summer. It wasn't exactly the greatest thing they'd ever done, but it would be a good way to ease themselves back into things. They began making their list of necessities, and at some moments it felt like they were back to the point where they were so in sync that Ferb could almost believe that the intervening years hadn't happened.
Then they decided to head to the mega-store for supplies. But when he got there, he couldn't believe his eyes. He saw something... or rather someone... that really brought back the memories.
And apparently, Phineas remembered as well. "Hey, Ferb, isn't that Vanessa?"
The girl... well, woman... in question, looked up as she heard her name. "Hey. Ferb, and... Phineas, right?"
"Yeah, what've you been up to?"
She smiled. "College. I've got some classes with your sister, and her fiancée. Have they come in, yet?"
Phineas shook his head. "They're planning to come back for Mom and Dad's anniversary, but that's not until next week."
"Oh, cool." She glanced around, and waved someone over. "Hey, Johnny, these are those kids I told you about. You know, the ones who chased the sun around the world, making their own 40-hour day."
The guy who came over looked familiar to Ferb. He thought he'd seen him with Vanessa once before, but he wasn't sure. He and Phineas shook hands with the guy as Vanessa introduced them. Then she gave them a curious look. "So, what are you two planning this time?"
Phineas began to explain their plan to her, and she nodded, as if she really was interested. Then Ferb froze, as he caught sight of something. The perfect thing to complete their design. As he started towards it, he heard Vanessa laugh. He turned back, and saw her glance at him. "So, are you ever going to tell me what Ferb is short for?"
"Oh, yeah," he said, chuckling a little. "It's short for..."
"Vaneeeeeeeeeeeeeessa!"
"Oops, that's my dad. Sorry, maybe next time."
He watched her and Johnny walk away, and smiled. That was a strange meeting... then again, every meeting he'd ever had with that girl had been strange. Then he shook his head. He turned to start back towards the display that had caught his eye, then he stopped again. "Listen."
Phineas cocked his head, and smiled. "PFT!" He started humming their one and only hit, as the tune played over the loudspeakers, and Ferb couldn't help feeling another frisson of happiness that the boy was back to his old self. Then he pointed out what he'd seen, and Phineas' eyes lit up. "That's perfect. Why do you always seem able to read my mind, when it comes to this stuff?"
Ferb shrugged, knowing he was probably blushing. He'd always seemed to know what Phineas was thinking when they were young, but he'd often wondered lately if that had stopped... apparently not.
"You know, we have to figure out where we're going to set this thing up," Phineas said, as they were riding home. "We got away with a lot when we were kids, but somehow I don't think we'll be so lucky now."
Ferb thought for a moment. "Well, how about the old abandoned Old Abandoned Amusement Park?"
"Great idea. Let's hurry up and get back so we can get all the little details figured out."
By the time they got home, it was dinnertime, so they decided to go ahead and eat, then they grabbed their sleeping bags, and headed outside to their old treehouse. Then they spent the next few hours double-checking their blueprints... and perfecting their old dance moves.