Candace's Farting Problem
By Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus
Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus: ...Yeah, I need to think of better ideas.
"Phineas, Ferb, what are you doing?" Candace asked Phineas and Ferb, her hands on her hips, with her wearing her tight blue jeans and a white shirt instead of her normal white skirt and red shirt. Both of the boys were sitting by the giant brown tree in their backyard.
Phineas waved to Candace. "Oh hi, Candace! We're just thinking of what to do, right Ferb?"
Ferb nodded his head in agreement.
Candace stared at her two intelligent brothers, folding her arms. "I don't trust either of you. Something weird is going to happen, I just know it."
Candace's stomach grumbled loudly, with Phineas chuckling as Ferb wrapped his arms around the back of his head. Candace blushed slightly as she placed both of her arms around her stomach.
"I just so happen to be, uh, hungry! Yeah!" Candace exclaimed, trying to cover for her growling stomach.
As Phineas was about to comment, Candace farted loudly, her jeans puffing up as her eyes widened. Phineas smiled widely as he laughed, with Ferb rubbing his chin with his left hand. Candace froze in shock and embarrassment, letting out another deep pitched poot that echoed.
"This should be interesting..." Ferb muttered as he blinked.
Meanwhile, far off at Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz's evil incorporated lab, Doof was sitting on his blue couch of the week, having tea with Perry The Platypus.
"You know, I wonder why the author hasn't given me a fanfic of my own." Doof asked Perry as Perry shrugged in response, both sipping their tea in unison. "I mean, it could be about you stopping me and my exploits of taking over the tri state area, but I figure he has other things in mind."