Stay away from people who say nothing changes overnight. They're liars.
Let me explain:

It was the first day of middle school and, as usual was already down and eating my breakfast when Ferb came down. Only it wasn't ferb, well it didn't look like him anyway. My brother had green hair, and wore polo shirts, purple trousers and converses. The other boy had freshly dyed black hair, a Never mind the bollocks here's the sex pistols t-shirt, dark blue jeans and heavy doc martins. It was only when Mom spoke to him was when i realise that it really was Ferb!
"Ferb Damon Fletcher!What have you done to your hair!And your shoes!And take that t-shirt off at once!"
"No."There was something different about his voice, but I couldn't quite place it.
"What do you mean 'NO'!"
"Oh I'm sorry I'll put it in a simpler way for you, I can't wash the dye out, the boots are staying on, and I'm wearing the shirt, I fink you can understand that!"

That was it, his accent .What used to be a refined Chelsea accent, was now a harsh, thick cockney one. He grinned at me and winked.
"Alwright Phin?"
"Yeah..."the rest if the words simply died in my throat.
He looked at the clock.
"Shit, we're gonna be late "
And with that he grabbed his black rucksack and ran out the door, all I could do was follow him.

So, mah first p and f story. Tell me if ya want, me to continue plz!:D

And if anyone can tell me who ferb's middle name is after i will give you a free cookie!

Sorry this chapter is sooooo short,the others will be much longer!