We must have been driving Candace crazy with our fighting. Heck, we were driving OURSELVES crazy with the fighting.

I don't even remember what started it. Probably something stupid that only brothers can make a big deal. You know, one of those things that if you fought with your best friend about, it would be totally stupid. But when you're brothers, it seams like a perfectly reasonable reason to blow your top.

So, Ferb and I weren't talking because of this thing that is probably equivalent to eating the last bit of cake which was specifically labeled under "Do not eat". I told you, something only brothers can blow out of proportion. When we did talk, it was always yelling.

How we kept it going for how long we did or even for why we kept it going, I have no idea. But for whatever reason, we kept in going all day. Apparently, that was a really special piece of cake.

We went to bed giving each other death glares.

"Turn around and go to sleep," Ferb said.

"No, I was like this first, you turn around and go to sleep, little boy," I said.

"Really, 'little boy'? You're less than three months older than me and you're calling me a 'little boy'?" Ferb asked.

"It appears so," I said.

Ferb sat up in bed and turned on the light by his bed. "Turn it off," I said.

"Why?" Ferb asked.

"So I can go to sleep," I said annoyed.

"If you turn over, it won't be a problem," Ferb offered.

I sat up and turned the light on by my bed. I saw Perry in the middle of the room and walked over to him. Ferb rushed over and both of us grabbed the poor semi-aquatic mammal at the same time.

"Let go, you're hurting him," I said as I tried to pry Perry away from Ferb.

"No, you let go," Ferb said doing the same to me.

"I want to sleep with him," I said.

"Well, obviously he wants to sleep with me, he was on MY side of the room," Ferb said.

"No, that is your side, this is my side," I corrected.

"No, your side ends in the middle of the dresser," Ferb said.

"No, my side ends on one end of the dresser and your side ends on the other side. In between that is the neutral zone," I said. I told you, only brothers can fight like this.

"When did we ever agree on a neutral zone?" Ferb asked.

"When did we ever agree that we spit the room in half and we can't cross over?" I asked.

"Let go!" Ferb said, pulling Perry.

"No, you let go!" I said, pulling Perry to me.

Ferb looked at me angrily. I looked back at him. We stared into each other's angry eyes with Perry in the middle for I don't know how long. If looks could kill, we would both be dead.

I don't know why, but I smiled. Then, Ferb smiled back. We both remembered we were supposed to be angry with each other, so we fought the smile and turned into a scowl again. We stared at each other again for a little while. Then, we both randomly started laughing at the exact same time. Only brothers can have a telepathic conversation about how stupid they were being and start laughing uncontrollably when they were ready to decapitate each other two seconds ago.

We put down Perry and hugged. "I'm sorry, Ferb," I said.

"I'm sorry, too, Phineas," Ferb said.

We both went back to our beds, turned off the lights, and went to sleep. One of our worst fights and it was over when we picked up a platypus. Hey, brothers are like that.

That's right, we're bros

We're brothers

Different father and mother

But don't diss or slam or sleight us

We look after one another

Yeah, we're cooler than kings

So, man, you better believe

We're taking care of things

I'll tell you what bro that I got your back

And I know that you got mine

As long as we stick together side by side

Yo, bro, it's gonna turn out fine

Yo, bro, it's gonna turn out fine