Phineas And Ferb Meet The Fresh Prince Chapter One: The Meetings
WARNING: THIS IS MY FIRST FANFICTION AND IS BOUND TO STINK LIKE THE SON OF THE MASK AND MY PITS. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS (Even though I want to own Carlton.) AND BELONG TO NBC AND DISNEY. NOW, LETS START WITH THE FANFICTION.
It was a normal day in Danville. Like every other episode of the series, it was sunny. And two brothers like every day, decided to invent something.
"Ferb, what should we do today?" Phineas asked his brother. He just shrugged his shoulders. They had done everything this summer. Gone to the moon, discovered Atlantis, and helped the resistance in the 2nd Dimension (though they forgot it). It was always that they would get some inspiration through a simple thing, like shoelaces or morning routines. But before Phineas could decide, the mail came.
Phineas got the mail and noticed there was a letter from Bel-Air, a place he never heard of. "Ferb, what's Bel-Air?" "Bel-Air is a district in California that a lot of snooty rich people live in." Then why did dad get a letter from that town from a guy named "Phil Banks"?
MEANWHILE, AT THE BANKS RESIDENCE
"Vivian, do you think he'll get the letter? I mean, seriously, Danville is so far away!" Phil said to his wife Vivian. "I don't know, but I hope he does. I'd like to meet this fellow. He sounds interesting." Then Will walked in. "Yo, what up my homies?" Phil's heart rate then went up drastically. "Oh nothing, Will."
"I heard you talk about some letter or something-" "What letter?" Phil interrupted. "OK, I'll have to spill the beans I guess… a childhood friend of mine, Lawrence Fletcher, got in touch with me last week, and asked if he can come over to visit, bringing his wife and children. He also runs an antique shop."
"Wow Uncle Phil. He sounds more boring than you!" Then Carlton walked in. "Mom, Dad! I cleaned my room for the Flynn-Fletchers!" "Good son, now go clean the bathroom." "But that's Geoffrey's job!" "Carlton, you know that Geoffrey's not gonna be in this fanfic because the author couldn't come up with any jokes for him."
"Aww…" , Carlton sighed. "Well, Will," Phil continued, "I don't want you to make a bad influence on the kids. They're only 10 or 11 or so." "Me!? A bad influence? Uncle Phil, I think you got the wrong guy!" "You almost got expelled at your first day of school, gave your brother amphetamines, and get in fights with Carlton all the time! OF COURSE YOU'RE A BAD INFLUENCE WILL!" Then, Carlton came in the room and said, "I'm done cleaning the bathroom!" He then turned on the radio and started dancing to Tom Jones, swinging his arms from side to side. "STOP THAT CARLTON!" Will said. "Okay."
BACK AT THE FLYNN-FLETCHER'S
"So, we will go to Bel-Air in 2 days, so get packing!" "Why start the conversation there, dad?" Phineas asked. "Oh, sorry. I was childhood friends with Phil Banks, a rich man who has his is own law firm, who has invited us to his mansion in Bel-Air!"
Sorry for the abrupt end, that's all I could think of at the moment. I will be updating every Sunday, Wednesday, and Friday.