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DISCLAIMER: I do not own Johnny Test or Phineas and Ferb. All rights go to their respective owners. Also, this was a request by TheEdsRock, so credit goes to them for the main idea.


"Here we are, kids: Danville Inn!" Lila Test announced. She had been called to visit Danville to visit Lawrence Fletcher, and his wife, Linda Flynn-Fletcher, to see if their antique shop was worth her business' funding.

Following her outside the car were her husband, Hugh, their three kids, Susan, Mary and Johnny, and their dog, Dukey. (The Test family was sure to pick a pet-friendly inn this time, in order to avoid what happened last time they went on one of Mrs. Test's business trips.)

Johnny looked up to a big sign on a nearby skyscraper that caught his attention:

"DOOFENSHMIRTZ EVIL INCORP-ORATED!" the jingle rang.

"I don't even know why you would advertise your evil lair where everyone could see it, but I love the little jingle! So catchy, heh heh." Dukey commented.

"Did Dukey just talk?" Hugh asked.

"No," Johnny responded quickly.

"...Woof!" Dukey added, in hopes of turning away his suspicions.

"Hmm..." he stared at Dukey for a moment, but then simply turned to help carry the bags to their room.

"Phew," Dukey breathed a sigh of relief.


The kids had a separate part of the room from their parents': two double beds, big enough for two of them to share.

"Hm?" Looking up from unpacking his bag, Johnny thought he had seen some kind of bright light flashing outside his window. Pressing himself against the window, his eyes widened at the sight in the sky: a group of five kids were playing some kind of laser tag...with jet packs! "WOAH..." Johnny's mouth dropped open. "That looks SO COOL!" his blue eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Ooh! Lemme see!" Dukey joined him at the window. The lasers they shot weren't real lasers, but the light beams they shot could still tag someone out. One of the kids, a redhead with a triangular face flew beneath the game. It looked like he was trying to reload his gun and get a sneak attack. Looking over, he noticed Johnny and Dukey watching him, the former smiling and waving. Smiling back, he waved too before returning to the game.

Laughing and cheering, Johnny and Dukey spent the next ten minutes or so laughing and cheering as they watched the game. For a little while, Susan and Mary had joined them, passively observing the game with a quiet interest. Soon the group of kids were playing elsewhere out of sight.

"That was AWESOME!"

"Yeah, it's too bad we don't know those kids and who they are."

"But if we did, it'd be really cool to hang out some time."


First thing after breakfast the next morning, the Tests were on their way to Lila's meeting.

"MOM! We do we have to come with you on your BORING business meeting?!" Johnny complained.

"Because the hotel doesn't allow minors to stay in the rooms unsupervised," Lila answered simply.

"But what about Dukey?" Johnny asked, hugging Dukey close to him. "They don't allow dogs in the building!"

"He can wait in the car with the windows rolled down," Hugh said simply.

"But I don't understand why we couldn't have gotten a dog-sitter, instead," Lila grumbled.

"Do you know how expensive dog sitters are?!" Hugh exclaimed. "Like seven bucks an hour!"

"...That's minimum wage, dear," Lila put her head in her hand.

Mrs. Test's cellphone began to ring.

"Oh, hold on, I need to take this." She picked up. "Hello?"

"Hello, Mrs. Test, this is Lawrence Fletcher. I'm calling to let you know that me and the Mrs. will be a tad late...car troubles."

"Oh, really?"

"Afraid so."

"Should we call a tow truck for you? Where are you?"

"Oh, no, I'm still at home. I can't get the darned thing to start. It's still in my driveway."

"MOM!" A harsh female voice made Lila cringe, pulling the phone away from her ear. While she couldn't hear what they were talking about in the background, the owner of the voice sounded very tense.

"Is everything alright over there?"

"Oh, that's just Candace. She likes to make sure that she's in charge while we're gone."

Suddenly, an idea came to Mrs. Test. "So you have a daughter? How old is she?"

"She's fifteen. Definitely old enough to watch her little brothers while we're gone."

"...How good is she at babysitting other kids?"

Lila chose to ignore the groans from her own three children.

"As far as I can tell, she's a natural! The kids sound like they have a great time while she's been watching them."

"Well, in that case, Mr. Fletcher, my husband and I are on our way over; perhaps we could give you two a ride? I just have one teensy, tiny favor to ask in return..."