I do not own 'Divergent' or anything related.

Phineas was busy chopping up the wheat in the fields with a giant, fast tractor, that was spewing out the wheat all tied up from its behind. Then Ferb drove over with a machine that had a giant metal claw attached that grabbed the bundles and stacked them all.

"There," Said Phineas triumphantly when all the wheat was harvested, "That's our chores all done!"

"Phineas! Ferb!"

Phineas broke out of his daydream under the tree.

"Hurry up or you'll be late for school!" Their mum was calling.

"Okay, Mom!" Phineas called back.

"Yes, you don't want to miss today!" Their Dad, who a red and yellow collared t-shirt, came in view of the window, holding a mug of coffee, "Today's the big day!"

Phineas looked at his stepbrother.

"You were fantasising about making cool inventions too?"

Ferb nodded.

"Yeah," Phineas sighed, "Me too."

"Hey Phineas! Hey Ferb!" Greeted Marco Diaz, one of their next door neighbours.

"Oh, hey Marco!" Phineas greeted back.

"So, you guys ready for today?" Marco asked.

"Well, they do say there's no way to actually prepare for the test so you can't be ready for it."

"So you're not nervous at all about what the test will say about you?"

Phineas and Ferb looked at each other.

"Not really."

"How can you not be? I mean this test will decide which faction you belong you! And what if it's a faction different from your family? What if you have to leave them forever? And what if you're not good enough for the faction you chose meaning you'll have to live on the streets for the rest of your life separated from everyone you ever knew or loved forcing you to fend for yourself against a pack or rats and wolves- ?"

"Um, Marco?"

"Sorry, sorry. But yeah I admire how calm you guys are."

Phineas now looked worried.

"I guess I never really thought of it like that. Hey! Where's Perry? Oh there you are, Perry!"

Phineas had just noticed their pet platypus Perry standing in a slightly different place than he usually does. Perry growled.

Phineas and Ferb's older sister, Candace, was on her cell.

"So yeah, Stacy, I'm just getting on the bus soon."

"So, you're not nervous about the test today?"

"No, of course I'm not nervous about what the test will say."

"So you think you'll get the same result as your family?"

"Yes, I'm sure it will be Amity."

"I don't know, Candace. Aren't you a little too high strung for Amity?"

"Wait, what do you mean I'm too high strung for Amity? I'm totally Amiable! Really! I'm an Amiaby!"

"Hey, Candace!" Greeted Jeremy Johnson.

"Gotta go, Stace. See you at school. Hey Jeremy!"

Candace's voice suddenly changed all sweet.

"So, today's the day, right?" Jeremy asked.

"Yeah."

"Yeah. I remember when I had my test. "

"What did you get?"

"Um, Amity."

"Right, obviously!"

"So yeah, getting Amity wasn't so bad. So what it's worth...I hope you get Amity, too."

"Yeah, me too!"

Jeremy's scary little sister Suzy appeared from behind her big brother and gave Candace a look that said 'stay in the same faction as my brother and you're dead!'

"Well, gotta get the bus! Don't want to be late!"

Candace ran for it.

"See you at the party tonight!" Jeremy waved at her, "I'll be the one playing the banjo!"

MEANWHILE, IN THE DAUNTLESS PART OF TOWN...

My name is Star Butterfly. People think I'm odd just because whereas most people in my faction act all tough and scary and 'grr', I'm nice to everyone.

"Hello, friends!" Star greeted a bunch of strangers.

And show signs of affection.

"HUGS!" Star cried as she hugged a group of her friends.

Today is the day. The day where they tell you where you belong. I hope I get Dauntless. I know I'll get Dauntless. Dauntless is the best faction to be in, where you get to run around all day and fight whoever you want! But still, I'm not sure that I agree with everything about how a Dauntless is supposed to act. Why does being brave mean you have to be mean as well? Sigh. Maybe I would be better with Amity.

"Hey watch it!"

"Oops, sorry," Star apologised, as she rode through the Dauntless pit on a warnicorn. Star wore all black; a t-shirt with a sword through a skull on it, leggings that were ripped on the left leg, boots, a fingerless glove on the right arm, a large spiked belt and a choker. The only thing that had colour was her hair, which was dyed purple and half shaved, the half that wasn't obscuring her right eye. Her visible cheek also had a skull on it.

"Come on, Pony Head, or we'll be late for the train!" Star called back.

Trailing after her was a floating head of a unicorn with a black star on her neck, panting.

"You - pant - go on - pant - ahead - pant - I'll - pant - catch up."

Star rode on towards the train. As she neared it she pointed her wand to the ground.

"Rainbow Rocket Blast!"

The warnicorn disappeared, and Star was propelled into the air, a rainbow appearing in her wake.

I'm gonna make it! She thought to herself as she soared through the air, aiming for an opening in the train. The opening passed by.

"Oh no! I'm not gonna make it!"

Star screamed as she shielded her eyes with her wand.

Part of the wall of the train blew inwards as Star came in. She groaned as she laid on the floor.

"Missed the door again, eh Star?"

Wendy Corduroy and Jackie Lynn Thomas, two of Star's friends, stood above her. Like Star they wore black, although they were perhaps not as striking - Jackie wore a top, shorts, and trainers with a sea shell around her neck, whereas Wendy wore a lumberjack hat, shirt and t-shirt, a pair of jeans and boots.

"Almost made it this time," Star took the hand that Wendy offered.

"You know Star," Wendy pulled her up, "You've gotta be the craziest person I know. Even for a Dauntless!"

"What? It's crazy to ride through the pit on warnicorn back, then trying to get on a train by shooting yourself into the air – yeah, I see your point."

"I think you're hardcore," Jackie said, "doing stunts like that everyday."

"Well it does help when you have a magic wand," Star tossed the wand in her hand, which accidentally shot a beam of magic.

"You ought to be careful with that thing," Said a boy with long, dark blue hair, eyeliner, a band over his head and a leather jacket and trousers, "You don't want to zap someone by accident."

"Hey Penn!" Star greeted her human bestie, who like her believed that being Dauntless didn't mean that you couldn't be nice.

"Hey Star!"

"HUGS!" They hugged each other.

Opening his eyes, Penn looked behind nervously.

"Um, Pony Head isn't around, is she?"

"Um, I think I left her behind on my way here. But she's bound to catch up eventually!"

"Oh good! It's just, um, I know how possessive she can be."

"What? No, you're not still mad about that time she accidentally knocked you out of the train that one time, are you?"

"Think fast, Penn!"

The sound of something knocking could be heard inside the train, followed by Penn falling out of the train, screaming.

"Oops! Sorry Zero!" Called Pony Head, not sounding sorry at all.

"Um yes. "Accidentally". So, you all nervous about the test?"

Wendy and Lynn looked like they didn't understand the question.

"Um, no not really," Wendy answered.

"Me neither," Said Lynn.

"Um, no, of course not!" Replied Star, although she didn't sound so sure, "You?"

"Nah! I mean, I hope I get Dauntless. Yep. Dauntless. And nothing else."

Penn sighed.

"What's wrong?"

Penn sat down against the wall. Star sat next to him.

"Don't you think that sometimes we've made a mistake?"

"Us?"

"I mean everyone. With this whole 'everyone is either selfless, kind, honest, brave or smart' thing?"

When he said this, he said it so that Star was the only one who could hear him, as she was the only one he felt he could confide in about things like that.

"I mean, why can't someone rather than being either one of those things, but be selfless and kind and honest and brave and smart?"

Star shook her head.

"That's not how it works. You can't be everything because one virtue would conflict with another."

"I know that's what they tell us, but maybe's that just a reason-"

The train suddenly shook. A demonic looking boy with purplish skin, three eyes, red hair and horns wearing a torn black t-shirt and jeans walked in, with fire emerging in his wake. He took off his sunglasses.

"Hey, Star,"

He waved his hand, causing Penn to fly away into a wall.

"You know, the day is coming soon when we have to choose where we belong. And once we've chosen a faction there may not be much to choose from to date. So what do you say?"

He took her hand.

"Shall we give it another whirl?"

Star looked at him.

"Tom."

She took away her hand.

"No no no no, for the last time, no!"

"Oh come on, Star!"

Tom fell to his knees.

"Please take me back, I can change!"

"Well I might have given you at least one date if it wasn't for one tiny little thing."

"And what's that?"

"YOU JUST HURT MY FRIEND, YOU JERK, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?"

Penn moaned as he tried to get up.

"What? That was just a little friendly punch between friends! Right, Penn?"

Penn felt himself pulled into Tom's right arm.

"Sure!" Penn smiled, exposing a lost tooth, "Just between friends!"

"Urgh!" Star groaned, walking away. Tom brought Penn closer so they were eye to eye.

"If I find out that you're dating my girl, I'll show you just what a demon of the underworld can do."

"There's no need to worry, we're only friends!"

"Just as long it stays that way, and you don't become just friends."

"Why, doesn't that mean the same thing ohhhhhhh!"

MEANWHILE FURTHER, IN THE ERUDITE PART OF TOWN...

That morning Dipper was sleeping soundly in his bed, before ...

"Morning, Dipper!"

Dipper screamed as he fell out of bed after his sister Mabel woke him up.

"Mabel, do you have to do that?" Dipper asked as he got up.

"Sorry, Dipper. Just wanted to make sure you were wide awake for today."

"Today? Wait. What's today?"

Dipper checked the calendar. Circled was a day that said 'Aptitude Test'.

"The aptitude test? That's today? Oh man oh man oh man oh man!"

"Dipper, what's the problem? I thought you were looking forward to today?"

"Well I am looking forward to when we make the choice that will lead us becoming fully fledged faction members. But this is the day that they tell you where you ought to be, that tells you what you are, whether you're selfless, peaceful, honest, brave or smart. I mean, I know what I want it to be, but I'm not sure if I'll get it. I'm not sure if I'm smart enough. I mean, I know I don't look like a typical Erudite-"

"Oh Dipper, who cares that you don't wear glasses? You're one of the smartest kids in our class! And given that a significant percentage of our class are nerds, that's saying something!"

"Really? You think I'm smart?"

"Well you're smarter than me!"

"You know you're right. I'm sure we'll both get Erudite!"

Mabel chuckled nervously.

"Yeah."

After getting dressed, Dipper went down for breakfast. Mabel told him that she would catch up. She stared in the mirror. She saw a girl wearing glasses, a blue t-shirt and a blue skirt. She sighed.

Mabel didn't recognise the girl staring back at her.

"Syrup race!"

At the breakfast table, Dipper and Mabel had each a bottle of syrup opened, their tongues out ready for the syrup to drip on.

"Go Syrup Man!" Shouted Mabel.

"Go Mountie Man!" Shouted Dipper.

"Go! Go! Go! Go!"

Eventually Mabel's syrup dripped on her tongue first.

"Yes! I won!"

She ended up coughing. Dipper laughed.

"Oh man. I'm gonna miss this."

Mabel didn't understand.

"Miss what?"

"Miss playing games like this."

"They'll be plenty of time for more Syrup Race!"

"Is there? I'm just thinking, once we've become proper Erudites we'll probably won't be playing games anymore. Everything we do will be for a logical purpose."

"What? What's so illogical about taking a couple of bottles of condiments meant to improve the taste of starch-based batter to see how quickly it comes out by letting it fall on the tongue? Here," She took out a blender, "have some of my very own made Mabel Juice. Keeps you going throughout the day!"

"Okay, that I can understand the practical purpose of that, but what's with the plastic animals?"

Dipper was referring to the plastic dinosaurs floating in the mixture.

"Ummmm...to make it look fun?"

""I'm just saying, we might have gotten away with stuff like this as kids, but when we're fully initiated, we'll be expected to act as adults. We'll be expected to be more sensible."

Sensible. The word had a sense of finality to it. Dipper seemed so sure that Mabel would go to Erudite, that she wanted to be in Erudite. Sometimes when he was talking like this she just wanted to yell that maybe she doesn't want to be in Erudite. But she wasn't sure that she wanted to leave Erudite, because that would mean leaving her family behind. But she wasn't sure that she was smart enough for Erudite, and therefore would end up leaving anyway.

AGGH! Why was this whole faction thing so complicated?

After breakfast, Dipper and Mabel got ready to leave for school.

"Bye, Mom! Bye, Dad!" Dipper called as they left.

"See you when we get back!" Mabel called.

And they closed the door after them. The house was strangely silent.

I do not own 'Phineas and Ferb', 'Star Vs The Forces of Evil', 'Penn Zero: Part Time hero', 'Gravity Falls' or anything related either.