"You sure you'll be okay?" Phineas was sitting on the edge of his brother's bed while looking at him pitifully. Ferb had gotten the stomach flu the day before and it showed with all the snotty tissues around the room and a sick bucket. Ferb gave a weary smile and a thumbs-up and proceeded to blow his nose into a tissue."And on Easter, too." Phineas and Ferb shared a sigh. "It's just not gonna be the same without you, bro." Phineas gave a half-smile. Ferb pointed to the door. "Do I have to?"Phineas said. Ferb pointed to the bucket. The redhead dutifully handed it to him and went out the door.