I know what we're going to do today!

Goodbye Parents!

"F-ferb i done think we should be doing thi-  *moans*" but then, Ferb heard a strange music coming from his left ear. He then awoke, as it was just a dream. He sighed in disappointment, and looked around the room. He saw that Phineas was still asleep, and he blushed, looking at his fiery red hair. But soon Phineas had also awoken to the sound of their alarm clock. "Goodmorning, Ferb!" Phineas said in a chipper voice. Ferb started blushing profusely, and quietly said goodmorning too. They both got out of bed and changed into their everyday attire. Ferb couldn't stop thinking about that dream. You see, he'd had a massive crush on Phineas the moment he laid his eyes on him. But, he snapped out of it, and followed Phineas downstairs to the dining table, where Candace and their parents where eating breakfast. "Hey there kids, we've been waiting for you! We have some exciting news!" Said Mrs Fletcher. "I'm sure you're aware that our twelve year anniversary is coming up, so we prepared something special! A cruise!! But..ehm.. this is the awkward part. We only had enough money to book two tickets, so you kids will have to stay home.." Candaces face lit up, and she immediately said, "Does this mean i'm in charge!?" "Grow up.." thought Ferb, i mean— Candace was nineteen now, and the boys fifteen, they could watch themselves. "Oh—sure honey!" said their mother, relieved that they weren't mad at her for not letting them come along. "Mom, it's fine! you too can have your cruise— i mean, it's your anniversary!" Phineas chimed in with a chipper voice. Ferb blushed, his face now beet red as he ate his cereal. "Well, then it's settled," his Father remarked," We'll be leaving tomorrow morning, and we won't be back for two weeks. Candace, i trust that you'll maintain the house?" Candace looked around, excitedly, the practically screamed, "Oh YES!!!!" "Oh-well, good then—i suppose you kids can do whatever you want all day, as me and your mother are going to be packing up for the trip." Said Mr Fletcher as he looked at Mrs Fletcher. Ferb let out a sigh of relief, it was finally time to shoot his shot! he imagined pinning Phineas down and making up with him, which he was certain he'd be able to do— i mean, two weeks is a long time after all! He finished breakfast, and went back to his room, waiting for tomorrow to come.