4daladies: (making plans)
He really did wonder briefly at the look his mother had given him when he turned down going with her and Phineas to the dentist. His check up had gone well last time so he had no need to go again and he had promised Dib that they could work on the alien detector. Today seemed like a good day with most people out of the house.

Well...he wasn't sure where Candace was but he had a good idea he'd suss it out eventually. Just listen for strange teenage conversation.

For now though he was preparing the world hopper for transport. Finding Dib was easy, but the other boy was also in the future so time shenanigans were needed. Finally he watched the portal rip open between the stabilizers. Patiently waiting now for Dib to step through.
4daladies: (AU || Eep!)
[Hello from Danville! Or well what used to be Danville. The familiar to some living room is no longer as bright as it normally is. In fact...the brightest thing in the room is the rather short hair of one Ferb Fletcher. Who also looks considerably more pale then usual.

And completely terrified.

Because the community is on his television set instead of what Dr. Doofensmirtz allows to be watched. They can get into such big trouble but instead of attempting to fix the problem (as he normally would) he simply curls up on the couch and waits for what is going to happen.]
4daladies: (favorite tool~!)
Bwahahaha! )

[Ferb stands up and makes to move towards his brother adn friend but stops short. Turning around he waves and presses a key on the organ, shutting off the feed.

Happy Halloween.]
4daladies: (calculate)
It's not real. But I believe it exist. )

((ooc: personal file. feel free to hack and bother him. It's late for him, so he'll answer with sleepy posts!))
4daladies: (I have no idea)
[Ferb was currently on a friendly looking little street, Main Street USA. The way was lined with shops selling all sorts of things, but he has his cellphone focused on two particular items. One looks remarkably like his brother, the other one looks identical to himself. Only...they are miniature and plushy.

He turns the cell phone around and raises an eyebrow.]


Now really...that's a bit much.

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