Phineas and Ferb Porn Story: Blasphemous Rumors Chapter 2

Fighting back the tears…

(One week, five days, five hours, two minutes, and forty two seconds later)

Mom, is Candace going to be well again? He asked. It didnt matter if it mightve perhaps brought more unease to his own mother, Phineas was too nave to understand.

Phineas, I dont know, okay? Just go and play with your brother She replied.

Linda was alone in her room, sitting on her bed as though she were ready to sleep. She was ready for anything that was on the verge of moving on.

All was cooperative as it remained silent, but not if it dealt with anything that wasnt going to cure her daughter, or the insupportable guilt she couldnt decide whether it was there or just coming from her imagination. When humans cant get any better and know it, they are left with the choice of putting themselves out of their own despair. But when not even that works as a detour, they become trapped in a maze that turned out to be a labyrinth from the beginning.

She was out of luck, if she even believed in it as of now. Walking towards her cupboard, Linda grabbed hold of her crucifix necklace. A simple glance was enough to remind her on how much she really doubted her efforts in keeping this family from falling apart.

She had already lost someone, why would she want to lose another? Years of trust that in spite of acting even the slightest of inconsiderate towards the attention to others signified she was walking, no, flying over unknown regions as of then.

Tell me, God, because you know more than I do. At least show me what I did wrong. I want to know, please. She wasnt afraid to cry, but shame still emerged as a side effect. Right now, Linda could imagine tons of families who may have had the same issues, but at least never lost faith, whether or not they werent going to last together for a long time.

She held the necklace close to her face. In hopes an instant like this one couldnt be as generic as any other she had experienced before. Her only wish right now was for someone to hear her. Even if that someone wasnt God, at least an angel who knew she had done more than enough.

Linda didnt even suspect it couldnt have been her own fault. Any mother could be on the verge of self-sacrifice if it meant she didnt want to be alone. Just as long as she never took for granted it was too stable.

Mom?

When it came to being human, having emotions was a benefit sometimes. It would make anyone appreciate how unlikely it was when something was more essential than human instinct would make it seem.

Why would Linda want to suspect anything else? She turned to see Ferb, her only non-biological son facing her way. She must admit it was really a bit of a surprise.

Hi F-ferb Linda replied while smearing off part of the wetness from her face. Even for a stepmom, she didnt want to serve as a paradigm for how one shouldnt be. Her patience for Ferb in reacting towards her perception of his existence could be a start.

Mom I have been thinking a lot towards what had just occurred

Ferb made a brief pause. Anyone was capable of occupying fear enough to hesitate, no matter how confident they thought they could be. Ferb never lied, but he certainly failed in trying to explain everything with four fifths of fully specifying. Ferb knew he had no choice if he wanted to be sincere in a situation like this for once, just like his step-mother.

Its my entire fault, Im sorry Ferb said. He still had his eyes covered within the grasp of her hands. At least Linda knew for sure what empathy meant: Ferb was just like her.

Oh Ferb, come here Replied Linda, spreading her arms around her own step-son. There was no other comfort in the world that could replace this sort. Ferb also had the idea of this being something more or less new to him.

Its no ones own fault, honey. Everyones always inadequate in this life. We just got to learn to understand things arent always what they will be

They both understood what the ease of unity could really mean as of there. In spite of it lasting for only a minute when Ferb finally realized he still had the chance to have something cleared up.

Will Candace come back soon?

A question like that one wasnt so hard to answer, if you knew the answer right away. Thats why Linda was far from upbeat when it came to knowing how to reply. Her thoughts were either to admit she was not sure or lie so she didnt have to hop aboard on the sorrow express again.

It was a virtue that Linda knew better when she chose to answer not sincerely, but at least realistically. Even if such face was derived from religion instead of simple experience.

Ferb, only God would want it. We have to wait and see this all passes.

It was sort of vague, Ferb could admit. But he also knew it could be true when it came to having compassion in others, for once. He just didnt want to make her sad, that was all.

Meanwhile, Phineas was capable of snatching the letter his mother was reading seconds ago. It had been written by Candace before they found her, the authorities claiming to have been written by her before sinking profoundly. Just when it was considered contemptuous material to believe curiosity was near to incurable.

What he wanted to do was examine the letter. As within it, it was written quite mysteriously beginning with Dear mom on the top right hand corner, leaving a wide open space of emptiness out, and ending with Unlovingly, Candace. It was more than strange the way he or anyone with the desire for common sense could see it. He had to examine it or else no sleep for him.

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