BlackwithRedSparkles

Buford and Baljeet were nowhere to be found. Neither Phineas nor Ferb were surprised by this, but it did mean extended the situation a little longer. Although since they'd probably hear about it through the grapevine before they saw them, they'd probably not have to be there for the reactions. After a few drinks, and a few more dances, the boys slipped off to stand by the wall and rest. “This is going surprisingly well,” Phineas said chipperly, tugging at his collar with the hand that wasn't holding Ferb's. He felt his hand shift and glanced at his shrugging partner. Ferb's eyes were scanning the crowd. There were still a few peop

The boys parked in front of the Danville Community Center and nodded at each other once before getting out of their car. The line was already nearly to the curb, so they hurried to their places. Ferb pulled their tickets out of his pocket and handed one to Phineas. Phin caught his hand before he could retract it. Ferb smiled at him and put his arm around him instead. Blood rushed to Phineas's cheeks. They were feeling far better after their encounter with Grace, and with her number in their car as backup in case something went wrong at home. He caught a few people glancing at them questioningly, but none of them seemed to want to butt in and

The positives to having dinner so far away from the school was that it allowed for a nice, quiet start to the evening. No one here knew them. No one to notice they were stepbrothers. Here they were just another couple. A gay couple, sure, but Danville and the areas around it had always been open-minded. The restaurant was relatively casual, but Ferb had gone ahead and made reservations anyway. When they got inside, they were escorted to their table, a booth near the back. Ferb had even had a(n unlit) candle set in the center of the table for them. They took seats across the table from each other and made small talk until the waitress ame ove

Razputin Aquato was 11 when he first tried smoking. He'd been a Psychonaut for 7 months, and he'd quickly found out that being a Psychonaut meant a lot of paperwork. Mostly it meant watching Sasha filling out paperwork. He'd learned how to fill it out himself, of course, but being under 18 it fell to Sasha, the trustworthy adult. And watching Sasha fill out paperwork was boring. Boring enough it almost made Raz miss the circus. There was always something interesting at the circus. The idea struck when he saw the cigarette floating by Sasha's ear as the older man hunched over a desk. A smirk spread over Raz's face as he contemplated. Sasha was

In less than 24 hours, Elwood Blues had lost everything that mattered to him. It'd hurt enough when they moved Jake elsewhere after a year because they were causing too much trouble. It had hurt when Curtis had written about the orphanage closing – that was only 4 years into his sentence. He'd ended up in the slammer for over 4 times as long as he'd saved the orphanage for. It'd really hurt when first Jake, after a year of separation, and then Curtis, 10 years later, both stopped writing. Jake had said it once best; his bandmates weren't the kind of guys to write letters. Elwood was alone for the last 4 years of his imprisonment. He wa

The alarm went off. Phineas groaned. "We need to start sleeping in my bed," he whispered into Ferb's ear. "It's closer to the alarm clock." "Well," Ferb whispered back, climbing over his brother to shut off the clock, "maybe if you'd let Mom replace your dorky old boat bed, there'd be room for us both." "Hey, I like my be-" Ferb cut him off with a brief kiss before lumbering across the room. "Then why've you been sleeping in mine?" he teased, sliding back under the covers next to Phineas. Phineas wrapped his arm around his brother and buried his face in Ferb's neck. "Because this is more comfortable than that silly old boat bed could eve

"I don't think I can do this much longer, Ferb," Phineas murmured to his brother. School had been in for three weeks; the boys were sitting against the tree in the backyard, relaxing in the sun. Ferb's hand rested on Phineas's, his fingers curled downward. "Do what, Phin?" his brother asked softly. "This. Us." Ferb flinched and started to pull his hand away. "I mean, the secrecy!" The older boy grasped the younger's hand and held on tightly. "I'm terrible at keeping secrets, you know that. I'm constantly paranoid I'm going to give us away. Maybe... I don't know, maybe it's time." Ferb chuckled. "It's been nearly a month now," he said, sobe

Chapter 7 On the first day back, Phineas and Ferb walked down the halls of Danville High School together, like they did every day. A couple other teens waved at them or stopped to chat, but they were generally overlooked - like most teenagers. They stopped together at their shared locker and while Ferb was entering the combination, Phineas looked up at him anxiously. "Do you think they know?" he whispered urgently. Ferb looked over and raised his eyebrow. "About us! You know what I'm talking about. I feel like they're looking straight through us." "Don't worry about it, Phin," Ferb whispered back. "They have no reason to suspect anything."

Bobbi. His ex-friend. Ex-bandmate. Ex-lover. "You always were a slob!" he had screamed. "I've always hated living here! I've never been able to stand the mess, but I put up with it because I wanted to be with you!" And he'd stormed out. Sherman just sat there and took it, didn't defend himself, didn't even try to stop him, because he knew he deserved everything he said. What he didn't know was how big of a hole he'd leave when he was gone. Love Handel reuniting? He never thought he'd see the day, even if it was just for one night. But those two charming boys had persuaded them into it, and as he sat in his car outside the library... he