Chapter Text
“Come on Bro; you do this to me every year. Do I really have to sit through this?”
“It’s the Easter season. You should be familiar with the story.”
“But…the Bible? Really? It’s just a bunch of made up stories. Besides, you tell me the Easter story every year and it’s always the same: some guy rides into town on a donkey, people love him then hate him, the crucifixion, the giant rock that gets rolled away and an empty tomb. What more is there?” Ferb blinked at him. “Yeah Bro, I listen. I just don’t understand what’s so important about it. I mean, there’s a ton of other stories in that book right? Why not tell me one of those?”
“You want a different story?”
“Yeah! Preferably not one from that.” He pointed to the book in his brother’s hand. “But if you’re going to read that to me, how about one I haven’t heard?”
Ferb paused in thought, considering. “How about a story involving three friends, one dream interpreter, an angry queen and a firey furnace?”
“What’s exciting about that?”
“The three friends are thrown into the furnace, but don’t burn.”
Phineas snorted. “Oh come on; that’s basic physics. You put any person in a firey furnace and they’ll burn to death.”
“Not these three. They were touched by the hand of God. They lived in Judah many, many years ago. Their names were Phinel, Bushach—“
“What kind of name is Bushach?”
“It’s a Hebrew name. It means tender. There was also Ferbshach—“
“Seriously, who has a name like that?”
Ferb ignored him. “And Isbendigo.”
“Whoa. Talk about a name.”
“As I was saying…” Ferb shot his brother a glare before continuing. “These four lived in Judah, specifically Jerusalem. But, there was a slight problem: they were tired of paying taxes to their next door neighbor, the Queen of Babylon. Because of this, they stood in protest, deciding not to pay the Queen’s high taxes. Which was fine for them, but not so much for the queen…”