A/N: Hey, everyone! I apologize for the month-long wait that I made you guys go through, but if you've been following my profile, I've been preoccupied with other projects and a bunch of IRL stuff since the start of the new year. And I was originally going to make you guys wait a little longer too. But then, a little last-minute change to my schedule has given me enough time to polish this chapter for republication, so there's that.
Anyway, enough with all the little explanations! On with the chapter! ENJOY! And a belated Happy New Year to every one of you! :D
P.S.: Due to the ever-worsening situation regarding the coronavirus outbreak, I'm going to have to remind you all about the basic steps you should take if you want to stay healthy, courtesy of my university's reminder emails:
-Wash hands often with soap and water for 20-30 seconds at a time, and/or use hand sanitizer
-Avoid close contact with people who are sick
-Keep your hands away from nose, eyes, and mouth (I can't imagine how difficult this part is probably going to be)
-Eat well, get adequate rest, and exercise regularly
-Get a flu shot if you haven't already and are able to
And if you ARE sick (I hope you get better if you are), please be a good sport and save other folks the trouble of getting sick. You can do this by:
-Covering your mouth and nose with your sleeve, elbow, or a tissue whenever you sneeze or cough
-Not sharing food and drinks with others
-Avoiding touching your mouth, nose, and eyes (Again, I understand this is probably going to be difficult)
-Avoiding close contact with others
-Cleaning and disinfecting surfaces and objects
-Staying at home if you're unwell (PRIORITY NUMBER ONE!)
-Staying calm and keeping yourself well-informed (My personal advice)
If you already know this, then great! If you didn't know any of this beforehand, please keep that information in mind as we all go through this trying time. It's a realm of unknowns at this point, and I wish myself and all of humanity well.
Original A/N: Before I get this chapter underway, I wanna make a few announcements. Forgive me if I sound like I'm rambling.
First, I've set up a poll on my profile page, about which P&F story I should write after this one. Feel free to vote on it if you wish.
Second, I am sorry to say that I have decided to discontinue "Meeting Adyson's Cousin". Why? Well, I have been experiencing a rather serious case of writer's block with the story. I thought I'd wait for a little until an idea that allowed the story to continue came to me. Unfortunately, weeks have passed and nothing's come to mind. So, I apologize to those who enjoyed reading the story, but I'm afraid you're gonna be left hanging permanently.
Third, this story was originally planned to be 25-30 chapters long. But judging by how this story's progressing, it's obvious I'm gonna have to extend it 30-35 chapters. Rejoice at the extension!
Fourth, maniac's maniac has written a one-shot based on this story, called "The Future, An Object of the Past", set in the now-alternate future where the Shadow rules the universe. I recommend you read it, for it's really good, and yet, it seems to have two reviews.
Fifth... ... ... ... ...
HAVE A HAPPY NEW YEAR'S!
Okay, I'm officially rambling. Onto Chapter 27!
Chapter 27 Summary: Phineas meets his uncle for the first time in years. Meanwhile, Perry arrives at DEI and finds something he hoped he'd never see, while Katie tells Isabella of her "urgent news".
Phineas and Ferb hadn't even started building their memory-restoring machine, for Linda had stuck her head out of the open door and called them and Candace.
"Kids, can you come inside? There's someone I want you to meet."
"Wait, NO!" shrieked Candace, her eye twitching. Linda examined her teenage daughter curiously, an eyebrow raised.
"What d'you mean by 'no'?" she asked. Candace gulped nervously, but then smiled craftily, a plan forming in her mind.
"I mean, Phineas and Ferb are in the midst of building something, Mom. It's rude to interrupt them. Why don't you bring this person to the backyard, so we can be formally introduced to him or her while Phineas and Ferb are building their thingamajig?"
Linda still looked at Candace curiously before replying, "I guess that can work."
And with that, she stepped out of the house, followed by Lawrence, Frank, Wallace, and Jamie. Candace's eyes suddenly widened at the sight of Frank, all thought of busting Phineas and Ferb slipping away from her mind with such fascinating speed.
"Uncle Frank?" the redhead asked in awe.
"Well, well, well," replied Frank, smiling, "if it isn't little Candy! My, look at how much you've grown!"
Candace squealed, jumped from her chair, and sprinted towards Frank, embracing him in a tight hug.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Frank exclaimed. "Settle down, Candy!"
Candace parted with Frank and replied, "I haven't seen you in a while! Where have you been?"
Phineas and Ferb were watching with intense curiously as the scene unfolded. They obviously didn't know these strangers, and yet, their parents and Candace seemed to treat them like the best of friends. Wanting answers, Phineas walked towards Linda, each step hesitant.
"Mom?" he asked. "Who are these people?"
Frank looked at Phineas, smiled, and bent down towards the inventor. "Hey, sport! Look at how much you've grown!"
Phineas tilted his head like a puppy, confused. "I'm sorry, sir," he said, "but I don't know you."
"Don't you remember me? I'm your Uncle Frank!"
Phineas examined Frank for a moment. "No disrespect, sir, but I definitely don't know you."
"Phineas," Linda said, "you were very young when you last saw him. This is Frank, your father's brother, and your uncle."
"I thought Dad only had one brother," commented Phineas, obviously confused. Frank chuckled and ruffled Phineas's hair.
"I think you're confused, sport," he said. "I'm not his brother." He pointed at Lawrence. "I'm the brother of your biological father, Phillip."
Phineas's eyes widened; his mouth dropped open in shock. Memories from his early years, those concerning Phillip, flooded into his mind. And finally, one memory caught his attention. It was during his second birthday; everyone in the Flynn family was present, including Frank, who gave him a puppy he and Candace named Bucky.
"I remember you now," Phineas said. "You gave me Bucky during my second birthday."
"Hey, that's right, sport!" replied Frank, still smiling. "My, such a brilliant memory! He's just like his father!" Linda and Lawrence began shaking their heads, motioning Frank to stop mentioning Phillip, but they failed, for Frank continued. "You know, sport, when we were your age, we'd play hide-and-seek. Now, I loved going to one particular place, and I would use it as a hiding spot during our games. He wouldn't find me at first. However, he deduced where I'd hide, and now, I didn't know any other good spots to hide! My, such good times..."
Phineas looked at the ground, downcast. He remembered playing hide-and-seek with Phillip and Candace as a toddler, and his father initially wouldn't find him for hours. But then, all of a sudden, Phillip would keep finding him easily. Maybe it was just like what Frank said; Phillip deduced where he'd most likely hide. But all of those games were still fun, and now, thanks to that bomb he practically had in his hands, Phillip would never play those games with him and Candace again...
Frank noticed Phineas's glum mood and looked at Linda and Lawrence. "I shouldn't have mentioned that, shouldn't I?" he noted, to which Linda and Lawrence nodded. Sighing heavily, he looked at Phineas and put an index finger under his nephew's chin to lift up his face so he can face him. "Look, Phineas, I know you're going through a tough time."
"Well, duh!" Phineas cried, stepping away from Frank. "Why should I listen to you? You may really be my uncle, but I've never seen you for much of my life! Why did you even leave in the first place? You could've been a good comfort to me when he... you know!"
"Phineas!" exclaimed Linda, but Frank sighed.
"No, Linda, it's okay. He deserves an answer to that. All of you do.
"See, when Phillip... left this world, I was devastated. I lost the best big brother a guy could ask for. When I found that the ones responsible for his death have escaped from prison, I went after them, and I took Wallace and Jamie with me. That's why I left. I wanted to seize this opportunity to take revenge against them. Make them pay for what they've done to shatter our family.
"So, I pursued those criminals all around the country. I tried to catch up with them, but every time I got to the town I was told they were in, they've already moved on to the next town. And six months ago, the trail went cold. However, I didn't give up, although I now think I should've. I've spent too much time away from you guys, not even bothering to pay you a little visit."
"So what got you to come back, Frank?" asked Linda.
"Wallace heard on the radio that the criminals have been apprehended again and put back into prison," Frank replied. "With my chance at retribution permanently gone, I decided that I should come back now, see how you're doing."
"Well, we were doing fine until you came back!" Phineas chided angrily. Before Linda can say anything to Phineas, the inventor dashed away from the adults and into the house. Frank looked at Linda.
"I'll talk to him," he said.
Isabella couldn't help but feel that something was strangely amiss as Katie escorted her to the Fireside Girls clubhouse. Approaching the front door, the blonde girl knocked on it nine times rhythmically, and the door soon opened to reveal Gretchen.
"Hey, Katie," the auburn-haired girl greeted. "Now are you gonna tell us what's going on?"
"Yes," replied Katie quickly, stepping inside the building with Isabella and closing and locking the door.
Isabella examined the room's occupants; besides Katie and Gretchen, there was Baljeet, Buford, Django, Irving, the other Fireside Girls, Jeremy, Stacy, Coltrane, Jenny, and Albert. All of them were wearing looks of confusion on their faces as Katie stepped towards the corner, where an object was stationed, an object that was unidentified due to the purple drape covering it.
"Can all of you group up to the center of the room?" Katie asked. Everyone looked at each other, puzzled, before obliging.
"Katie," said Isabella, "what's going on?"
"Trust me, you'll see." Katie then pulled the drape away, revealing the object to be some sort of large, futuristic turret. Before anyone can have the chance to gasp, the blond Fireside Girl pressed a button and a laser immediately enveloped the group. When the laser disappeared a few seconds later, everyone stared at the wall blankly. Finally, Isabella spoke.
"Oh, good," said Katie. "I was afraid I might've stolen the wrong machine; it wasn't labeled..."
"Huh?" Buford asked. "What do ya mean by 'stolen'?"
"Katie, what's going on?" asked Isabella. "We're not supposed to remember all of this!"
"I know, I know. But I had to! I couldn't stand to watch as you guys don't remember a thing when it's obvious that you should!"
"Wait a minute," Baljeet interjected, "you remembered everything while we didn't? Weren't you zapped by that Amnesia-Inator?"
"Yes, yes I was. But I was wearing a special anti-Inator helmet."
"You WERE?" exclaimed Isabella. "Why didn't you give us some?"
"My great-uncle was watching me; I couldn't. Look, the reason why I remember is because those guys at O.W.C.A. let me."
"How come?" asked Stacy.
Katie hesitated for a moment, but finally, she exhaled deeply and replied, "They're gonna kill me for telling you all this, but... I'm a spy for the O.W.C.A."
"WHAT?" everyone cried.
"Yeah. See, when I was younger, I never saw my parents much, for they always went to this mysterious job and left me with a babysitter. One day, my babysitter was sleeping and I followed my parents to the O.W.C.A. headquarters. I was able to infiltrate it and oversee my parents, who turned out to be working as interns. I was caught by Major Monogram-"
"You mean the guy with the unibrow?" interrupted Buford.
"Yes, that's him," replied Katie, a disturbingly strict look raging in her eye. "Now, don't you ever interrupt me again, Buford."
Buford gulped nervously, for a girl never gave him an order with such strictness.
"Anyway, he was impressed by my spying skills and the fact that I walked a surprisingly long distance unsupervised and without being abducted, so he, with the approval of my parents, gave me a job: spy on Dr. Doofenshmirtz, the villain living closest to me, and report his activities to him. So, to maintain a cover, I joined the Fireside Girls' troop 46231, the troop covering the region Doofenshmirtz lives in, so I can deliver cupcakes to him every day and see what he's doing with a peek without raising suspicion."
"So we were a cover to you?" Milly asked, outraged.
"Now's not the time, Milly! For now, we have to concentrate on the task at hand!"
"Wait, why'd you zap us with that thingamajig?" Irving asked.
"Like I said, I couldn't bear to see you all forget. So, I stole this device from my workplace and brought it here. The others won't ever find out, because I was able to use another device to duplicate it and left the duplicate in its place."
"And exactly why didn't you bring along Phineas and Ferb?" asked Isabella.
"Because they're in danger. If I brought them along also, this danger would follow us and we would all be caught in its terror."
"In danger?" Isabella cried. "In danger from who?"
Perry saw the DEI building come into view and pressed a button that ejected him from his hover-jet. Landing professionally on the balcony while the hover-jet flew away in its autopilot mode, the platypus put on his best fighting stance and rolled into Doofenshmirtz's main laboratory and saw three people, all shrouded in shadow.
"Ah, Perry the Platypus!" greeted a familiar voice. "It's so nice of you to make an entrance by landing on the open balcony, not kicking down the front door! Ya know-"
"Enough of this, Doofenshmirtz!" a second voice snarled. "We must unravel our plan as soon as possible!"
Perry stiffened, for he recognized the second voice at once. But... but it couldn't be...
The three people stepped out of the shadow. The first one Perry identified was none other than Doofenshmirtz, a goofy yet evil smile on his face. The second was Norm, still looking as optimistic as ever for a robotic servant. And the third was someone Perry thought he'd never see again.
Perry chattered in horror, and the Shadow replied with a grim smile, his green eyes burning with triumph.
Original A/N: The Shadow is back? But... but... it can't be!
HA! You thought the Shadow would be gone for good! But he ain't! HAHAHAHAHA! ...Actually, I was planning for him to not make a return, but since this story's far from being over, I thought I'd throw the Shadow back in to spice things up. Don't worry, though; once he is vanquished again, then he's vanquished FOR GOOD.
And Katie's a spy for the O.W.C.A.? IMPOSSIBLE!
By the way, this chapter revealed more answers to some of the hints I gave in my Author's Note in Chapter 23:
-Katie is the one who knows Perry's secret other than the guys at O.W.C.A.
-Not only does the Turn-Everything-Evil-Inator make people evil, but it can also resurrect villains. (Exactly how it was able to accomplish that, I'll explain in the next chapter)
And with that, I'd like to thank the following for reviewing:
Hm, nine reviews? ...Ah well, I did update at a fast speed. Which I'm really proud of, because I haven't done so in a while, hooray for me!
Well, hope you enjoyed this surprising chapter! TheCartoonFanatic01 is out. PEACE!
New A/N: And now it looks like more of the "Avengers: Endgame" comparisons are coming back in full swing! A slightly different version of the Shadow taking the place of the old, vanquished one to finish what the old one had started? Not to mention a new version who already knows how the old one failed in his plans and knows how to get around these same failures this time around? I'm a psychic or what? Because these similarities just feel a little uncanny for my own good.
Anyway, that aside, I will reiterate that this sort of feels like unnecessary extra baggage. Once again, I acknowledge that the story should've ended a few more chapters ago. I guess I was just unsatisfied with how the climactic final showdown ended up being and decided to settle for some crude improvisation. I believe this was also the point where I had gotten off the train that was the "Evil Phineas" rewrite trilogy, so there's that. But, what can I do about it? I just want to repost this for old time's sake, because everyone's been clamoring about this story for ages and I'd be a horrible writer if I just kept my loyal readers deprived of this for too long now. I owe my success to you all, after all.
Alright, I'd like to thank the following for reviewing:
1) Yeah, I forgot about that arc too. Interestingly, it was pretty much the only thing I forgot about this fic. Goes to show how unnecessary and extraneous it was. :P
2) Ohhhhh, I think you'll now remember why... ;)
3) Yeah, go listen to those songs! It's great going down a trip on memory lane! And yes, it'd totally make sense for good ole Norm to comfort Doof with all those songs. XD XD XD
4) Thanks! I'm doing well. I hope you're doing well too! :D
-Gamelover41592: Oh, indeed!
-Agent P (guest reviewer):
1) You're welcome! :D :D :D
2) Maybe, maybe not. We'll see about that. (I legit don't remember; haven't read my files in a while. :P)
3) Well, let's just say Perry's annoyance at having to see his owners' minds being erased again will come back in a VERY big way... ;D ;D ;D
1) Yeah, the show should've dove more into Perry's personal opinions of his job and beyond the basic feelings of loyalty and servitude towards OWCA. For a skilled veteran special agent such as him, it seems like his talent and potential are being wasted on the likes of Doofenshmirtz, and that would disillusion just about anyone else.
2) You're welcome.
3) Oh, okay. Thanks for the clarification. I appreciate it.
-Logean Nesbrio: Well, I am glad you got a laugh out of that, but how was that the "only" thing you found funny? Was there something wrong with the rest of the humor?
Well, hope you enjoyed this late chapter! TheCartoonFanatic01 is out. PEACE!