Just an Average Summer Day?

The sun rose over the Tri-State area. Danville had never looked as beautiful as it did that day. That fateful day. The one that changed it all. But before we enter this fateful day

WE NEED OUR THEME SONG:

There's a hundred and four days of summer vacation
Till school comes along just to end it
So the annual problem for our generation
Is finding a good way to spend it

Like maybe:

Building a rocket, or fighting a mummy
Or climbing up the Eiffel Tower
Discovering something that doesn't exist
Or giving a monkey a shower

Surfing tidal waves, creating nanobots
Or locating Frankenstein's brain
Finding a dodo bird, painting a continent
Or driving our sister insane

This could possibly be the best day ever
And the forecast says that
Tomorrow will likely be
A million and six times better

So make every minute count
Jump up, jump in, and seize the day
And let's make sure that in every single possible way
Today is gonna be a great day

Crossing the tundra, or building a roller coaster
Skiing down a mountain of beans
Devising a system for remembering everything
Or synchronizing submarines

Racing chariots, taming tiger sharks
Constructing a portal to Mars
Building a time machine, stretching a rubber tree
Or wailing away on guitars (oh, man)

This could possibly be the best day ever
And the forecast says that
Tomorrow will likely be
A million and six times better

So make every minute count
Jump up, jump in, and seize the day
And let's make sure that in every single possible way
Today is gonna be a great day

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Let's put our heads together
And design a master plan
We may miss dinner
But I know mom'll understand

We've got our mission and suppliers,
Yogurt, gumballs, and desire,
And a pocket full of rubber bands,
The manual on handstands.

A unicycle, compass,
And a camera that will focus,
And a canteen full of soda,
Grab a beach towel, here we go!

This is Ferb-tastic!

This could possibly be the best day ever
And the forecast says that
Tomorrow will likely be
A million and six times better

So make every minute count
Jump up, jump in, and seize the day
And let's make sure that in every single possible way-
Seriously, this is gonna be great

This could possibly be the best day ever
Today is gonna be a great day
This could possibly be the best day ever
Today is gonna be a great day

Phineas and Ferb heard the alarm go off, alighting their passion to build and explore new things. This passion grew and grew monstrously, until "Ferb, I know what we're going to do today!" excitedly burst from Phineas's lungs like mucus from a highly feverish pneumonia patient. He had it all planned in his head, and telepathically beamed the exact blueprint, one more complex than one made by a PhD in architecture or engineering, to Ferb.

This statement also happened to be the moment that the watch of their beloved platypus, Perry, voluminously rang. How they still didn't F***ING NOTICE THAT THEIR PLATYPUS WAS TALKING TO THE LEADER OF A GODD**N SPY AGENCY is a mystery. But anyway, Perry awoke and Monogram said "Agent P, Doofenshmirtz is at it again. And this time it's dangerous…. And…. Dirty." Whispering the last part in hushed tones, Monogram hung up and then Perry prepared to depart. Fun Fact: Platypodes are venomous.

So Phineas said, "We're going to build the BIGGEST BED EVER and have a giant sleepover with our friends!"

Ferb responded: *awkward nod*

So Phineas and Ferb drifted down the stairs, slowly and carefully. On their way by, Candice menacingly walked by and followed them downstairs. There she saw her mother who, in her usual fashion, was about to leave her kids alone for the entire day to go shopping, and probably was going to get her nails did because ooooooooooo gurl they was CRUSTY, let me tell you. Anyway, Candice deemed this an appropriate time to ask, "MOOOM AM I IN CHARGE!?"

"No one's in charge sweetie!" she responded in that sickening, fake-ass voice of hers. '

"But what if an asteroid hits the house!? Can I be in charge then?!"

"Sure Candice. Just get out of my god***n face already, you mother****ing son of a b****"

Candice graciously accepted her position as her mother left the house and then proceeded to pop her head out of the back door to scream, "MOOOOM SAID IM IN CHARGE."

Phineas and Ferb turned their heads to her and Phineas responded with an enthusiastic, "K cool." Perry took this momentary distraction as a convenient moment to slip down to his Platcave. (Like Batcave! Get it!).

Monogram spoke from the screen, "Agent P, You must get to Doofensmirtz Evil Incorporated immediately."

As Phineas and Ferb fined the bed in record time (12 minutes and 14 seconds), Agent P flew over to complete his assignment. When he arrived, he was trapped by the most obvious set of ropes ever. It was then that he heard the painful, screeching voice, "OOOOO AGENT P! SAY HELLO TO MY SEXINATOR"