Vanessa's Birthday

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"Woah" was the only word that came out of Vanessa Doofenshmirtz's mouth as she entered the main area of her fathers home. To say it was decorated to look gothic was an understatement. Everything was either black or grey and everything was dark other than where light came in from the balcony. 

"Happy birthday!" Everyone, including Ferb, spoke at once causing Vanessa to finally notice them. The party consisted of all the main characters, a few of Vanessa's goth friends, and a few others.

Vanessa quickly made her way over to her father and hugged him. "This is perfect dad"

"I'm glad you like it" Doctor D replied before she pulled away from him. "We worked-" Before he could finish his sentence they all heard a creaking noise and looked up just in time to see a portion of the ceiling fall and crash down right between Milo and his father. "Hm" Doof frowned.

"Maybe it was a mistake to invite you two" (y/n) thought aloud what everyone else was thinking.

"We would have understood if they hadn't" Milo's father shrugged.

"Are you kidding? We can't have a party without you dad" Doctor D quickly waved off the idea as if it were silly

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"Are you kidding? We can't have a party without you dad" Doctor D quickly waved off the idea as if it were silly.

"I'm not your dad" Milo's father spoke although he sounded like this happened so often that he wasn't even sure of that anymore.

Milo looked up and took off his backpack before pulling out an umbrella. He held it up. "I'd move-" the umbrella covered himself and his father from the shocking amount of water that would have otherwise landed on them. Unfortunately Melissa, Isabella, and (y/n) got completely drenched. "Sorry guys"

"Hardly the worst thing to happen around you two" Melissa shrugged as she wiped some of the water off of her face

"Next time I'm standing by Phineas and Ferb" (y/n) muttered to himself.

"Towel?" Milo pulled three out of his bag and held them out. They were quickly accepted.

After that the party became more normal. Everyone mixed and mingled. Everyone that was except for (y/n) who just sat in the doorless doorframe leading to the balcony, holding and petting Milo's dog, Diogee.

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