My Phineas and FerbI still remember the first day I saw them. So small and fragile. Of course, I was small too, but they were, though clearly intelligent, unaware of the dangers posed to them in this world.More Like This
I had already begun my training. I had learned to recognize evil, danger, and defend myself and those around me. These children could not defend themselves. They relied solely on their parents for protection. And now I would be expected to act as though I depended solely on them. I remember the frustration I felt at the thought. Why should I be expected to act dumb when I understood so much more than my “caretakers?”
And then they named me.
I clicked in anger at the word that spilled from their lips. Bartholomew? Really?
They apparently thought my irritation cute. Not that I'm complaining now.
That first day was... interesting to say the least. I was given far more affection than I had ever known. I almost didn't know what to do with myself. I was petted, hugged, carried an