Chapter Eight: Destiny

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There was hardly much sleep to be had in the Brown residence that evening. The possibility of Phineas being erased from existence mortified everyone, rightfully Phineas himself. Something that he, Marty, and Ferb did the other day – their first day in 1985 – endangered the Flynn timeline. The only way to get to the bottom of it was to visit Hill Valley High.

The school didn't look all that dissimilar to its 2025 counterpart, once Marty and the boys showed up there, the following morning. There was still graffiti on the lower half exterior, but it was of low quantity. The school janitor – someone Marty didn't recognize – did his best to conceal it all with a fresh paint job at the time of their arrival.

 The school janitor – someone Marty didn't recognize – did his best to conceal it all with a fresh paint job at the time of their arrival

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"Good luck with that, dude," Marty scoffed from a distance.

"Now, remember," Phineas recounted, "we need to find out what it was that we changed about yesterday's events. Ferb and I will find your dad, Marty, while you find our mom."

"Got it," Marty confirmed, prior to taking her smartphone out from her back pocket and adding, "Let's keep in touch through text." She then only realized, "Not that kids ever texted on their phones in 1985."

Phineas snickered. "It's not a bad idea, Marty. But let's just do it in secret."

On that agreement, Marty and the brothers parted ways.

It was lunchtime in the cafeteria when Phineas and Ferb discovered George McFly there, sitting alone at one of the tables in the corner. He was penning away on a notebook to his left while munching on his lunch (a burger and fries with chocolate milk) from his right.

"Hey, George," Phineas called.

            George looked up from his work and food when he heard his name, noticing the redheaded boy with the acutely shaped head and his green-haired companion seating themselves at his table

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George looked up from his work and food when he heard his name, noticing the redheaded boy with the acutely shaped head and his green-haired companion seating themselves at his table. "Do I know you fellas?" he asked.

"Eh, kinda," Phineas said. "We met yesterday at Century Café."

George's brow narrowed on the duo. "Wait a sec...you're the guys who were with that girl! You embarrassed Linda in front of Tiff Tannen! It's because of you that she's not gonna perform in the Battle of the Bands!" He began to gather his notebook and food tray, motioning a rapid departure from the table. "I don't know what you guys want, but I want you to leave me alone!"

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