A/N: Attention: This is NOT the movie-based fanfic I am working on. For a while, I had several ideas about how Candace would react if she was supportive of her brothers' ideas, as well as how she would converse with Perry now that she knows he's a secret agent.

I write these chapters as I get ideas from the episodes so they may NOT be in chronological order, much like the series itself. This first one is based on "Mom's Birthday" and happens before Candace learns Perry's secret. Sometimes, I'll have Perry narrate, but Candace is the main character here.

I don't own Phineas and Ferb. Disney does. Please Read and Review!

If Candace Knew: The Series

By Wii Guy

A Fanfic based on several of my favorite Candace episodes

Mom's Birthday: Being Outdone

It was Mom's birthday and I got up early to practice the song I was going to sing for her. I have been feeling annoyed with my brother's creations for making summer fun lately and have tried to show Mom what they have done to get them into trouble. However, their creations always seemed to have disappeared before she could see them. I would usually freak out afterwards, but Mom would calmly offered snacks. Hey, those would be perfect lyrics: Although my brothers make me frantic| With every single crazy antic| And when I'm bouncin' off the walls| You're the one who stays calm| Because you love me for who I am| I'll always love you, Mom! I was going to give Mom a great birthday, especially because Ferb's dad was out of town on a business trip for a few days.

After rehearsing the song several times, I was confident that I was ready to sing it later. I went downstairs and prepared a breakfast tray with bacon, eggs, and orange juice for Mom. As I went into Mom's room to be the first to wish her a happy birthday, Wham! The door flew open, smacking me into the wall. The boys, unaware of me behind the door, walked in.

"Happy Birthday, Mom," I overheard Phineas greeted her. "We brought you some periodicals – like Mom Daily, Mom Weekly, Mom Bi-weekly- And just the way you like it, half-caff, double-frapp, mocha choco-latte mezzo-espresso."

"Oh, wow," Mom was impressed. "You boys really outdid yourselves."

"Au contraire, mon mere," Phineas attempted with a so-so accent. "I declare it's our mission to give you best birthday ever. So relax, enjoy some reading, and no peeking till we come get you." As they shut the door behind them, I was fuming and not because there was hot bacon and eggs on my face; the boys outdid my Breakfast-In-Bed idea for Mom!

After sneaking out of Mom's room and getting myself cleaned up, I went downstairs to the kitchen. Phineas was checking his piggy bank and calling his friends for help, while Ferb was preparing an omelet station. I peeked in, still somewhat sore that they'd beat me to getting breakfast for Mom. I cleared my throat, getting Phineas' attention.

"Hey Candace," Phineas greeted pleasantly despite stealing the attention I expected from Mom. "Want to man the omelet station?"

With my arms folded and a glare, I sternly answered, "I'm doing my own thing." They blinked. "Well, are you going to ask me what it is?"

"Sure," he complied, sounding somewhat confused. "What are you doin'?"

"It's a secret," I simply stated. No way was I going to tell them; they'll just outdo it. I went upstairs into the den. I started to work on a homemade birthday card for Mom. But then, something strange happened. As I looked out the window for a moment, I could have sworn I saw a familiar teal-colored animal. It moved so fast, I couldn't see exactly what it was. Wait, was that P…? Nah, it couldn't be. I'm just seeing things from the stress. I shook it off.

"The boys may have won breakfast," I said to myself. "But wait until Mom sees this homemade birthday card!" I finished the card. It was a drawing of me and Mom holding hands together and waving to the card's reader. I signed it, "Love, the child who loves you most, Candace."

I walked downstairs into the kitchen with my card and a smile for Mom. Immediately, my smile turned upside down as Phineas' friends and some of Mom's friends have gathered around a breakfast table as if Breakfast-In-Bed wasn't enough to start Mom's birthday. I tried my best not to let that annoy me.

I tapped Mom's shoulder. "Mom, this may not be a fantastic breakfast," I said, ready to show my homemade card. "But-" My chance to show the card was interrupted by Phineas.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Phineas announced. "Mom's birthday card." Buford walked out with a card as tall as Ferb!

Heh, it may be big, but boring!

My doubts about the boys' card disappeared when they opened it. It was like a pop-up card with a pop-up birthday cake, dancers that would dance when you move the tabs, and printed on the card were the words, "Happy Birthday, World's Greatest Mom!" But, that's not all. It also played a fanfare when it was opened.

"Oh, boys," Mom approached them. "I can't believe you two made it yourselves." My eye twitched. Without thinking, I ate my words as well as my homemade card.

"Glad you like the card, Mom." Phineas accepted her thanks.

"It's a simple postmodern fusion of origami and pop-up." Ferb explained.

"Yeah, and just wait until you see your present." Phineas declared. "Stay right there." They left for the backyard.

"Oh, I hope the boys don't go overboard with my present." Mom stated. "All I'd really like is that dress from that cute little sundress shop."

My face of depression instantly changed as I confirmed. "You mean that really cute one with the polka-dots?"

Next thing I knew, I zoomed out of the house on my bike. Yes, I zipped right out of the front door of our house and into the shop where I bought the purple sundress complete with polka-dots, never getting off my bike. Don't ask me how I paid for the dress; I've forgotten. On the way back home, I thought I heard buzzing. Who cares? I am going to show Mom that I care for her!

I stepped into the backyard with the dress behind my back, about to present Mom's present, when the sight before me caused me to remarked, "You got to be kidding me." The boys had built a simple, non-bust-worthy balcony on the tree trunk to serve on Mom's throne as Birthday Queen as well as a catwalk where Isabella, assisted by the Fireside Girls, was modeling a dress. It was, according to Phineas, a "chic, stylin', not couture sundress perfect for our birthday queen to sip iced lattes while enjoying a faboo day in the sun."

I was honestly impressed. The boys finally built something not worth busting them for; it wasn't like the usual giant versions of stuff they build every day, and I actually liked it. However, they have the wrong sundress. It's okay, but it's not as great as the sundress I bought. I pulled out my gift for her, only to find out that it was being eaten away by moths! I found myself being chased back into the house by the disgusting bugs, never really noticed by anyone.

The moths chased me back into my music room and flew away. When I saw my instruments that all started with the letter B, my panic vanished. I can still give Mom the one thing the boys can't: the gift of music. I picked up one instrument and started to play. But strangely, some Mysterious Force kept making them disappear until five minutes later, I had nothing left. I should have manned the omelet station!

To say I was depressed would be a grave understatement. It was like the Universe didn't want me to give Mom the best birthday ever. I found myself sadly walking back out into the backyard where everyone, including Mom, were sitting on blankets laid out on the lawn.

"Candace," Mom beckons. "Come join us. The boys put together a little video." I did so, not caring what she said.

Phineas tossed me the remote. "Here," he said. "You can do the honors."

"Fine, whatever," my rejected voice replied. I pressed the play button.

With Phineas narrating, the video show a slideshow of Mom's life from birth, to young adult, to mid-sized adult, from the 80's to 90's. "Mom enchants everyone she meets, but who is this person we call 'Mom?'" I couldn't find anything to bust them for in the video. And even if I did, I was too dejected to say anything.

Why does everything I do can be done a million and six times better by my little brothers? I guess that's one of the reasons why I try to bust them to Mom every day. What do I get out of busting Phineas, and to an extent, Ferb? I just make Mom think I'm crazy when she ends up seeing nothing.

Mom looked towards me. "Isn't this wonderful?" she asked.

"Yeah, really great," I said with broken spirits.

The video continued with on-screen Phineas narrating, "But a true testament to what a great mom you are is that your daughter would take the time to write this song."

Wait, what?

I couldn't believe my eyes. On screen was my final rehearsal of the song I was going to sing for Mom! The boys must have recorded it before I went downstairs. I was speechless, but Phineas said my song was nice, while Ferb gave me a thumbs-up. They then led me up onstage to sing with the video. I hesitated at first, but gained my confidence back and sang with my brothers and their friends backing me up.

The whole song was as follows:

Mom, it's your birthday
Thanks for all the care and love you give
Not to mention the meals
Sometimes, I get kind of nervous
and forget to tell you how I feel

I'm a little high-strung
It's just because I'm young
Mom, I adore ya,
And I'll do anything for ya

Although my brothers make me frantic,
With every single crazy antic
And when I'm bouncing off the walls,
You're the one who stays calm

Because you love me for who I am,
I'll always love you, Mom.

When the song was finished, all of my worries and depression had completely diminished, and Mom had tears of joy rolling down her cheeks. She ran up onstage and hugged me. "What a beautiful song, honey. I only wished Dad could have heard it"

I smiled "Well, I really wanted you to have a happy bir-"

"Oh, I almost forgot," Phineas interrupted, obliviously stealing my spotlight. "We set up a satellite up-link with Dad."

Mom followed the boys over to a screen where Dad's face appeared. When Mom mentioned my song, any and all contempt I had for my brothers evaporated. Throughout the summer up to this day, my brothers' Big Ideas have always been getting on my nerves and stealing everyone's attention from what I wanted to say or do. But now, I realized that it didn't really matter. It was Mom's birthday and my brothers and I have all done our parts to make Mom the best birthday ever!

I noticed behind me was a familiar, somewhat smelly animal: Perry. Normally, I can't stand his presence, especially when he shows up in my bed some mornings. After all, he is more the boys' pet, not mine. But after this day, I was so happy that I knell down and petted him for the first time in months, maybe years. "Hey, Perry," I greeted. "Where have you been? You missed all the fun."

Perry chattered with his usual meaningless sound. Little did I knew that soon, I was going to learn what he was and why he kept missing all that has happened in the backyard.

A/N: There you have it, the first episode-based chapter I have written for If Candace Knew: The Series. Sorry, but you'll have to wait until the next chapter to see how Candace learned Perry's secret.

Until next chapter, R&R. I am out! Peace!