Phineas' pov

I looked out of my window at the rain that seemed to touch everything in sight. I wondered why I'd done it this morning. Now it seemed stupid, but I guess everybody does stupid things when they're upset. I just hoped we wouldn't have to move again. I liked it here in Danville, and it's not like anyone saw me, just Dad and Ferb. Maybe Isabella but I doubt it. Mom looked really mad when she saw what I did. She had her 'I-can't-believe-you-just-did-that-you-are-in-such-big-trouble' face on. I hoped I didn't get grounded for long. We still had so much to do this summer.

I sighed and lay on my back. I knew if Mom walked in I would be in even more major trouble, but I closed my eyes and levitated myself so I floated up to the ceiling. I knew Mom hated it when we used our powers, but it felt so right. I smiled blissfully and ran my hands along the cracks I saw every night. I heard footsteps on the stairs and reluctantly let myself down on the bed. I looked up as Mom came in. She didn't look as mad as before, just tired and defeated. She sat down on the edge of my bed.

"Phineas, before I start yelling at you I want to know why you did it." Mom said slowly. I nodded.

"Well it's kind of a long story." I told her. Mom sighed and smiled wanly.

"I'm not going anywhere. And neither are you if you don't tell me." I sighed in defeat. Then I closed my eyes and thought back to how it all started yesterday morning. It had been a normal day until we decided to go get snow cones downtown.