I genuinely wonder what would happen if I said I owned Phineas and Ferb. Of course, I don't claim to, but still. I don't own Popsicle Pete either, but he's the greatest thing about Cracked and Man Comics.

One day, Baljeet saw Isabella as she was walking down their sunny street in Danville. She had a small list of supplies she needed to buy. Approaching her, he asked what she was doing.

"I'm helping Phineas build a machine so he can visit the center of the Earth," Isabella said.

"Do you think I can help?" Baljeet asked.

Suddenly, out of the shadows stepped a strange boy. He wore all white and had a large white hat which looked like a parading-hat for the Special Olympics. On his face was a ridiculous smile which screamed his entirely evil will for humanity.

"Oh hello," said Baljeet. "Are you here for the tunnel too?"

"What beast does not fear death?" said the boy said in a deep, gnarled voice which seemed so loud; one had to wonder if he didn't have a microphone on.

"Uh, Okay" Baljeet said, not sure of what to say.

"You know," Isabella said, looking at the boy's face, "the doctor is supposed to slap the baby's rear, not its face."

"Who dares to mock your doom?" the boy said.

Isabella gulped. A painful and cold sweat broke out all over her body. "I can feel maggots eating my soul."

"Isabella, what have you done?" Baljeet asked in horror as he felt the boy's evil creeping over him.

"Your knowledge comes too late," said the boy.

There was a girlish scream, which could have only come from Baljeet as his world slowly turned red. He slumped over and never moved again.

"This is my first gift," said the boy.

"Wow," Isabella said, walking down the street with Popsicle Pete. "I never would have guessed I would earn a "walking with the devil" patch today."

"I am your new father."

"Today's pretty much the worst day ever."

"There are many to come."

"Oh no," Isabella said, looking up. "Your evil is darkening the sky."

"This is just the beginning."

"Hey," said Buford, stepping out onto the street. "Who's the nerd?"

"Buford," Isabella said. "Stop while you can!"

"He is not safe," Popsicle Pete said. "He never will be again."

"Ahh!" Buford shouted, falling to his knees. "My sight! What's happening to my eyes?"

"He is becoming one with the darkness."

"Nooo!"

"Buford!" Isabella shouted as she saw the last of the bully.

"This is just a sample of my power," said Popsicle Pete.

"I don't see how it could get any worse than this," Isabella said.

"Do you doubt my glory?"

"No," Isabella said quickly. "Never, you are clearly-" It was too late

"You shall learn," said the boy.

Isabella was led into Danville. Flames consumed the buildings, and when the people saw Popsicle Pete, they began to flee. "None of you are safe," he said. "The blood of the innocent and the guilty shall flow together."

Isabella turned to Popsicle Pete. "Kid, you are so evil, you'd run around the world just to assure a kitten would die."

Suddenly, out of a building, came Phineas. He had a blueprint underneath his arm. "Hi Isabella," Phineas said. "Who's your friend?"

"Phineas!" Isabella cried out. "Run while you still can!"

"I'm Phineas," Phineas said, smiling. "Are you here for a parade?"

"You have greeted your maker."

"Cool!"

"You are a puppet to my will," said the boy.

Phineas gulped as his smile disappeared. "Why do I have such a sudden feeling of ominous doom?" His eyes widened. "Oh. I understand. I am going to die and my corpse will serve as your grand masterpiece."

"You have learned quickly."

"Phineas!" Isabella shouted desperately and apologetically. With Pete's evil controlling her, she grabbed Phineas's shoulder, knowing she was about to rip flesh.

"None of you are safe," the boy said.

"GAAAA!" Isabella and Phineas shouted together.

It was too late. She knew it was. Pete's evil plan would soon be fulfilled and this was only the beginning of his dark empire.