( Oh, there you are, Perry! )

Ferb was done with his homework, Phineas was out with Isabella, and Ferb was hungry. He thought he'd go to the cafeteria and maybe read while he noshed. Grabbing a book that wasn't for school, Ferb took his wallet and wandered toward the cafeteria, in no big hurry. He was actually looking to be bothered, feel free!

Phineas and Ferb were in their dorm, working on the final plans for the fair. Well, it should be stated that Phineas was more busy with his other plans that ran concurrent to the fair, but he was still working. He sat on the couch, scratching his head with the eraser of his pencil, head tilted in concentration as he worked on the lyrics to his song ( Read more... )

Ferb waited for a time when Phineas was out of the dorm to call Vanessa. He wanted to be focused only on her, he wanted to actually be able to think about what he was going to say. Usually when he was around Phineas, he didn't have to talk at all, but when he was on the phone, he was the only one speaking ( Read more... )

Of course his Calculus class was at eight-thirty. Why wouldn't it be? People were always at their most willing to learn while bleary-eyed and barely awake, and the professors knew it. Ferb always thought that instructors should want their students to succeed, and therefore, shouldn't have any classes until noon, but apparently he was alone in ( Read more... )