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Danville, We Have a Problem	By : GeorgeGlass Category: +M through R > Phineas and Ferb Views: 17199 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I received no payment for writing this story. Also, I do not own Phineas and Ferb or its characters. Perhaps that's best, for the kids' sake.

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Chapter 9: Happy Landings?
"Okay, we've got 'em!" Katie announced as the shuttle’s robot arm pulled the rocket firmly into the cargo bay.
"Closing cargo bay doors," Milly added.
"I guess that's mission accomplished," Candace said smugly as she turned the shuttle back toward Earth and fired up the main engines.
Suddenly, a sound like a loud thump came from the cargo bay. Outside the windshield, the stars began moving rapidly upward and to the left, and bits of shredded metal flashed as they caught the sunlight.
Candace practically slammed her fist down on the radio button.
"Phineas, what's going on?!"
"Sorry, Candace!" her brother replied. "It looks like our last oxygen tank exploded right before the cargo doors closed! We're all okay, though."
"Candace," Jeremy said worriedly, "you've got to stop us from spinning. If we hit the atmosphere like this, we'll burn up!"
Candace yanked the control stick every which way, trying to get the tumbling shuttle back under control, but she only seemed to be making it worse. She felt panic starting to rise within her. Everyone was depending on her. What should she do? What had she been thinking trying to fly the shuttle in the first place? What if she got everyone killed?
An orange glow began to shine through the windows. The shuttle was starting to enter the Earth's atmosphere, and every surface was heating up.
"Candace, hurry!" Jeremy shouted. Then he saw the rising panic on Candace's face and noticed that she was starting to freeze up. He considered taking the controls himself, but he knew he didn’t have Candace’s knack for flying. No, what he needed to do was to get her to focus.
Sorry, guys, he thought. Then, with as much authority as he could muster, he said, "Candace, are you just going to give up, or are you going to land this shuttle in front of your house and bust your brothers once and for all?"
Candace's eyebrows lowered as her concentration returned in a rush. This was her big chance. She'd never been able to get her mom to see any of the boys' inventions in the back yard, but there was no way she could miss a full-sized space shuttle parked in front of the house!
With that image firmly planted in the back of her mind, Candace began making tiny adjustments with the control stick, trying to correct one aspect of the shuttle's movement at a time. Even as the spacecraft's exterior glowed brighter and brighter, she gradually brought the ship's pitch and roll under control.
She was just starting to correct the yaw when she felt the controls start to get sluggish. A warning in red letters began to flash on one of her monitors: HYDRAULIC FLUID LOW.
"Oh, come on!" Candace shouted. "I almost had it!"
"The heat must have blown one of the lines," Jeremy said.
"NO FAIR!" Candace shouted, yanking furiously on the control stick.
***
Doofenshmirtz watched as Perry took the controls of the Shrinkinator.
"Let me help you with that," he said, walking up next to Perry. Seeing where the Shrinkinator’s business end was currently pointed, he added, "I really ought to start buying a different brand of targeting system. This one always seems to aim for the same house in the suburbs."
Doofenshmirtz unlocked the targeting system, allowing Perry to aim the Inator where he wanted. The evil scientist was surprised when Perry pointed it almost straight up.
"You want to shrink something in outer space? Well, this ought to be interesting."
***
Candace was alternately yanking on the control stick and cursing at it as she tried futilely to get the shuttle back on course. Then, suddenly, there was a flash of green light all around the spacecraft.
"Whoa!" Candace shouted as the shuttle suddenly turned sharply in the direction she was pulling it.
"What happened?" Jeremy cried.
"I don't know!" answered Candace. "It's like the shuttle just lost a million pounds! I've got control again!"
***
On the ground, Irving, Eva, and the others saw the beam of green light streak into the heavens.
"A random green ray!" shouted Irving. "That's practically Phineas and Ferb's calling card. They must be on their way!"
"Lights on, everybody!" Eva hollered even as she switched on her flashlight and grabbed Irving's hand.
***
“Three degrees starboard,” said Jeremy, staring at his navigation screen.
Candace nudged the control stick, adjusting the shuttle’s course. The spacecraft was gliding along like a paper airplane now—the normal-sized kind, not the giant-sized kind powered by an ox and a rubber band—and it was handling pretty well despite the loss of hydraulic pressure. The wind was blowing it around a lot, though; Candace was having to make frequent course adjustments as powerful gusts repeatedly blew the shuttle off its glide path. It was as if the shuttle actually WERE the size of a paper airplane.
“We’re at two thousand feet,” said Jeremy. “We should be able to see your block from here.”
Indeed, Candace could see lights up ahead. There was a square of strangely miscellaneous lights that Candace guessed must be rimming the back yard. Candace ignored them and aimed for the row of streetlights that she knew would put the shuttle right in front of her house.
***
“Where are they?” said Irving, holding his flashlight up with one hand and scratching his head with the other. “We should be hearing the sonic boom from the shuttle by now.”
Eva and several of the other kids shrugged.
A teenage boy spoke up: Stacy’s boyfriend Coltraine, who had been in rehearsals when the SPF signal first went out but had come as soon as he noticed the message on his phone. And he had stuck around after he heard that Stacy was on the shuttle.
“I think I hear SOMETHING,” the boy said.
Everyone quieted down. There WAS a sound—not so much a boom as a crackle, coming from somewhere in the eastern sky.
“Maybe they’re using a muffler,” Irving murmured.
***
“Okay people,” Candace said, both to the shuttle crew in the cabin with her and, via radio, to her brothers and their friends, “we’re coming in for a landing. Please make sure your seatbacks and tray tables are- never mind, just hang on to something!”
Candace couldn’t believe her eyes—she had been aiming for the street in front of her house, but the roadway below her appeared to be the size of a six-lane highway. She really didn’t want to get into a traffic accident with the space shuttle, which she was certain didn’t have even basic liability insurance. There was nothing to be done about it now, though; they were too low to change course.
She lowered the landing gear, then pulled up the nose, slowing the shuttle’s glide. She let the instruments guide her now that only sky was visible through the windshield.
“Three hundred feet,” Jeremy said, looking at this instrument panel. “Two hundred…one hundred…aaaaaand…touchdown!”
The rear wheels make a funny squeak as they touched the concrete. Then the nose dropped—much faster than Candace had expected—and now she could see the pavement in front of the shuttle.
Especially the enormous crater directly ahead.
“AAAAAAAH!” screamed everyone in the cockpit, clutching one another indiscriminately.
Candace slammed her hand down on a big red button on the control panel. There was a jerk as the rear parachute deployed, slowing the shuttle down. But not enough.
“We’re going over!” Stacy shrieked.
The front wheel went over the edge of the crater, and the belly of the shuttle hit the concrete at the crater’s edge. There was a horrible scraping noise, and the shuttle stopped moving. The view outside the cockpit went up and down as the shuttle teetered on the edge.
“Okay,” Candace whispered, her knuckles white as she death-gripped the control stick. “Everybody, move slowly and carefully to the hatch,” she said, slowly turning her head back to look at the others, “and we’ll all-“
The hatch was already open, and Katie and Milly were streaking out of the shuttle like it was on fire. They had opened the cargo bay hatch, too, and now all the kids from the LoveSat were stampeding out behind the two Fireside Girls.
“Geez, I thought pilots got more respect,” Candace growled.
“Come on, let’s go,” said Jeremy, taking Candace’s hand.
They walked to the hatch, just behind Stacy. Suddenly, Stacy stopped in the doorway, looking up.
“What the-?” the teen shouted. “Everyone’s enormous!”
Candace was about to ask what the heck Stacy was raving about when the girl stepped out of the hatchway and suddenly grew to gigantic size.
“Stacy!” Candace shouted up at her. “How did you do that?”
“I think,” said Jeremy, “if we step outside, this whole thing will make sense.”
Candace and Jeremy stepped out of the shuttle and immediately found themselves growing until they were as gigantic as Stacy. Which wasn’t gigantic at all, Candace realized as she looked down at the space shuttle. Now empty, the toy-sized spacecraft was teetering on the edge of-
“A pothole?” Candace exclaimed. “No, no, no, no, no! The shuttle was HUGE! How- how-?”
“I said it would make sense,” said Jeremy, “not perfect sense.”
Suddenly, the various astronauts found themselves variously illuminated by flashlights and bike lights as kids streamed from the Flynn-Fletchers’ back yard, around the house, and into the street.
“Coltraine!” Stacy shouted. The young man ran up and grabbed Stacy in a big hug of relief.
“Outer space, huh?” he said. “Wow! What was it like?”
“It was awful!” Stacy cried, making Coltraine’s eyes widen in surprise. “Ginger was in danger, and Ferb almost died, and everyone was having sex but me!”
Coltraine looked over at the other kids who had emerged from the shuttle. The crowd had closed in around them, full of questions and congratulations and relief.
“Well,” said Coltraine, seeing Ginger and Ferb in the middle of the human maelstrom, “it looks like your sister and Ferb are safe now. How about we go see what we can do about the other thing?”
Stacy took his arm, and they walked off.
Just then, the front door of the house opened, and Linda Flynn emerged.
"What on Earth is going on out here?" she demanded. "You all know better than to stand in the middle of the street. Especially at night!"
Candace grabbed up the tiny space shuttle and ran over to her mother.
"Mom, look! The boys got themselves stranded in outer space, and I had to go rescue them in this!"
Linda took the shuttle from her daughter's hand and inspected it. "This is very good model, Candace. Did your brothers make this?"
"What? No, I made it! Well, with some help. And it's not a-"
"It's so nice that you spent some time joining in your brothers' games today." Linda tousled the girl's hair and said, "You know, you can be a pretty good big sister when you want to be." Then she handed the shuttle back to Candace and went back inside.
Candace turned to shout something at her brothers, only to find them on either side of her, grabbing her in a big hug.
"You sure can," said Phineas. "Thanks, sis."
"But-! But-!" she sputtered. Then she sighed, and a smile crept onto her face. "You're welcome," she said, hugging them back.
END CHAPTER 9
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