Fight on the Flight

A/N: Sorry for the Irregularity in publishing- It's currently my senior year of High School, and I have a bunch of College Applications to do, with the first deadlines at the end of the month.

However, I will let you guys know how that's going, as I will soon start to post updates on DeviantArt again- the link to my page is on my account.

Thanks for reading. -PFT

While Phineas attempted to speak to Ferb, the girls were joking around with Baljeet, talking about the cricket match that they watched, and this caused Ferb to get angrier and angrier. As Phineas approached Ferb, Ferb was at his breaking point, and he snapped, "What?"

"I was just seeing how you were doing."

"Great," replied Ferb sarcastically. "Just great."

"What's wrong?"

"We lost."

"It's all right Ferb, not everyone can win all the time, and you were unlucky."

Just then, they started to play improvised game of cricket with an old notebook and several wadded up pieces of paper. It was really more of a game of catch than anything else, actually, but it was enough to make Ferb's anger boil over. He stormed over to Baljeet and picked them up by the scruff of his neck. Ginger and Phineas angrily got between Ferb and Baljeet. First, he pushed Ginger out of the way, causing her to fall to the floor, and it caused everyone there to gasp.

" You don't do that to a girl!" Yelled Phineas." And why are you treating Baljeet like you're Buford?"

"He's mocking me, and I don't like being mocked!"

"He's not mocking you, he was joking around with the girls!"

"Whatever you say." He began to walk back to the cockpit.

"Seriously, what is with you? You never act like this!"

"You want to know what's wrong? You, who used me for so many years, want to know what's wrong?"

"How did I use you?"

"Every invention we built. Who did most of building? Me. Who got most of the credit? You."

"I gave you credit!"

"Barely any. Who taught you how to play cricket? Me and dad. Who got selected over me? You."

"I told you, I didn't have any say in that!"

Ferb scoffed. "Maybe you did. Who built most of this airplane? Who is going to get the most benefit out of this plane? Because I can tell you it isn't the same person!"

Phineas lost it. "Without those plans, you couldn't do anything! Who is the person who made those? Me. Who helped you and your girlfriend get together? Me. Which one of us wants to start charging people? Which one of us wants to taint our names like that? You. And I'm sorry I got selected over you. Truly! But there is nothing I can do about it! Stop taking your temper on everyone else!"

"Why you little –"Ferb angrily grabbed Phineas, pulling him into a tight headlock, and making it hard for him to breathe. Gretchen walked up to him, and stopped him with a Vulcan Pinch.

As Ferb crumpled to the floor, Isabella, Gretchen, and Baljeet carried him to his bunk. Phineas staggered back, quickly regained his composure and going to the Pilot's seat.

Ginger was still on the floor, as she had been when Ferb pushed her. After getting up and dusting herself off, she looked towards the front, before joining the others in the back.