Part 6: Rescuing Sandi and Additional Problems
As the vehicle crashed to the floor, Trent pressed harder against the brake pedal, locking the wheels. “Retract the wings,” he said to Phineas.
“If you think that would help.”
“Good,” Trent said.As Phineas pulled the lever to retract the wings, Trent rotated the wheel rapidly to the right, causing it to go into a hard turn.
Sandi saw the strange vehicle come skidding to a stop, although not before knocking the ‘Inator’ over. She also saw that the scientist guy had fled. ‘I’m sure he has stuff here to defend against whatever is in that vehicle.’ For all she knew, Doofenshmirtz could have nemeses other than Perry. ‘Who’s also gone.’ She rolled her eyes. Of all the possibilities she could have imagined, she didn’t expect what happened next...
Sam and Chris emerged from the vehicle, followed by Stacy R. and Phineas. “What?” Sandi asked.
“Phineas and Ferb,” Stacy replied.
“You came in that contraption?” Sandi asked.
“Yes.”
“Sta-cy, it is totally unbecoming of a Fashion Club member like, to be seen in such a ramshackle, vehicle.”
“Eep!” Stacy shrieked. She straightened her posture as she gathered up confidence to rebut Sandi’s put down. “It’s also totally unbecoming of a Fashion Club member to be abducted by a robot.”
“We came to rescue you,” Sam added.
“You came into Danville and convinced those stepbrothers to come and rescue me?”
“Yeah,” Chris replied.
“Yes,” Sam answered.
“Right, we’re going back to Lawndale in this?” Sandi asked. ‘Totally ramshackle and unbecoming, but it will have to do.’
“No, just back to our place, then you can catch a lift with Jane’s brother,” Phineas said.
“You mean, Jane Lane?”
“Yes,” Phineas replied.
“And Daria too?” Sandi asked. ‘Of course it would be Quinn’s weird sister!’ she thought.
“Yes...”
“Like, a necessary evil, I guess. Let’s go.”
When Phineas, Stacy R., Sam and Chris exited the vehicle, Daria turned to Candace. “Do you know where your Mom is?”
“Um, no,” Candace admitted.
“We need to know where she is if we are going to get this vehicle to her.”
Linda Flynn-Fletcher was at her husband’s antiques store when her phone rang. ‘It must be Candace,’ she thought, wondering what she would be vaguely wondering what the boys were up to this time. “Hello, Candace.”
“Hi, Mom; where are you?”
“I’m at the antiques store, honey. I’ll be home later.”
“The antiques store?” Candace laughed, annoyingly. “Heehehehehehehee. Phineas and Ferb have built this flying bus, made out of wood and stone, and I’m going to bring it there!”
“Oh, Candace!”
“It’s true!”
“I’ll see you later. Bye.”
( Candace Hung up. )