Later that elementary school day… Phineas and Ferb finished eating their lunch and Irving came up. "Hi guys!" Irving laughed.
"Hi Irving." Phineas and Ferb frowned.
Irving looked exactly like Phineas. "Phineas, I love your head! I want to shape mine like that, but my parents won't let me. Ferb, your nose can fit in hard to reach places! What would I do for that nose? Anything, of course! I wish I could be a Flynn-Fletcher! You guys are amazing! You know what I am doing? Ok, no time to guess. I am putting together a slideshow."
Phineas and Ferb were always friendly, but Irving was taking it too far. "Irving, excuse us for a moment." Phineas said.
"Ferb! Irving is being really really weird lately. I know he is always odd and a follower but he is turning into a stocker. We need to get away." Phineas whimpered.
"There is no way to get away from a stocker like Irving." Ferb spoke.
"Ferb, maybe we can create something from this trash bin. Maybe a knight's armor. Ferb my brother, there has to be some way!" Phineas wondered.
"Maybe Irving has been ubducted by aliens and replaced with a stocker alien who wants to destroy us." Ferb suggested.
"Don't be silly Ferb. There were way to many aliens over summer. We wouldn't have more." Phineas laughed, very confidently.
Ferb gave Phineas a look down. Was Phineas an alien too?
Dun dun dun!