A/N: Hi. I haven't been around here. I feel like I should be putting more up. Don't judge me too much on this one. I just had a thought and then it turned into this. Let's see how this plays along.
Let's get down to business. I don't got no time to play around what is this?
Phineas and Ferb, both 22, walked into an a popular bar. Phineas was wearing a light blue shirt with some black jeans and sneakers. Ferb was wearing a black shirt with a skull on it, some dark blue jeans, and sneakers as well. They sat down on two bar stools.
"Two shots of Guiness," Phineas ordered for them.
"You sure you kids don't want a drink," the bartender joked.
"We're trying to keep a bit sober," Phineas retorted as he turned away from the bartender.
"You see them yet?" Phineas asks Ferb.
Ferb shakes his head.
They wait there for a few minutes sipping on their drinks. Suddenly, two tall beautiful girls walked in through the door. They were absolutely gorgeous. The first one was wearing a red crop top with white short shorts. She had beautiful blonde hair and peach skin. Her eyes were a sparkling blue and she had hints of freckles. The next one was wearing a Hooter's shirt and blue short shorts. She had raven black hair and tan skin. Her eyes were a light, fun brown and she had a smile plastered on her face. All the guys in the bar stared at them but the girls did not notice them.
"Sup Phineas and Ferb!" the blonde called.
"Hi Lindsey! Nice to see you too, Amber. How's it been?" Phineas asked.
"We were just down in Florida for a photo shoot. You know our lives. We've been pretty busy but we decided to meet our Danville buds. I see you guys have never left. Why do you even stay here?" Lindsey asks.
"It's our home. We can't leave. We have a ton of friends and I have Isabella," Phineas explained.
"Oh I see you've moved on. You're not still mad at me, right?" Lindsey asked.
"No. You just had sex with Amber behind my back. No hard feelings," Phineas replied sarcastically.
"I said I was sorry!" Lindsey yelled.
"Maybe we should just enjoy ourselves and have a couple drinks," Ferb interrupted.
"I will. I'll take a bottle of vodka. Don't tell anyone, kay?" Lindsey asks as she slips the bartender a hundred.
"Don't do that. I don't want you to get super drunk," Amber warns her.
"It's okay, babe. I can handle it. Just stay by Ferb, okay?" Lindsey reassured her as she kissed her.
"You're crazy," Amber stated.
"Ferb, make sure she doesn't freak out?" Lindsey requested.
Ferb nodded. Lindsey took a huge gulp and another one and another one. Amber got more nervous and she kept ordering drinks too. Soon, the two were both extremely drunk beyond comprehension.
"You guys okay?" Phineas questioned worriedly.
"I'm fine. I'll drive! Woo hoo! Amber, you're really hot!" Lindsey slurred.
"Noooooooo. I don't even know what that means. I'm at a perfect temperature," Amber retorted stupidly under the influence.
"We'll take you girls home," Phineas suggested.
"Whatever you say, triangle head. You're weird," Lindsey blurted out.
Phineas and Ferb dragged the girls out of the bar and to the other side of the building in the back.
"What are we doing to do here? We having a party?" Lindsey asked.
"Nope. Just your funeral," Phineas responded as he pulled out a gun and shot her straight in the head.
Ferb took out a gun and shot Amber in the chest. They both fell to the ground and blood spilled out of their mouths. They lay their lifeless.
"This is the day bitches die," Ferb stated.
"Yes, yes it is. Let's go home, dude," Phineas suggested.
The boys hid their guns away and let the bodies lay there, lifeless, helpless and abandoned.