A/N: Hello all of you fanfiction account holders who either write or don't write, my name is Myron Greenleaf… Again… And I'm pleased to announce that a THIRD week of challenge competitions have been introduced, thoroughly examined, and accepted for this week…
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"MOM! MOM!" Candace shouted from the door to the backyard. "COME ON! YOU JUST HAVE TO BUST THEM FOR THIS! They built a swimming pool bigger than the house!"
"Candace!" Linda Flynn-Fletcher groaned. "I have better things to do, and other things to worry about than your obsession to finally see your ten year old brothers busted for their 'mystery crimes'!"
"BUT MOM!" Candace whined, coming into the kitchen where Linda was. "If you would only bust them once then I would be content!"
"Ugh!" Linda groaned again. "Fine, but make this quick. I have to meet your father in an hour at the antique shop... We are getting an ancient pandorica cube later today, and I want to be there to see it arrive."
"Yeahyeahyeah, COME ON MOM! HURRY! BEFORE IT DISAPPEARS!" Candace said in a really big rush before dragging Linda all the way through the house to the backyard.
"Candace!" Linda groaned once again. "You are wearing out the soles of my shoes..."
"Don't worry mom," Candace explained hurriedly. "What you are about to see, will be worth like a dozen shoes!" Candace waved her hand at the what apparently looked to be a bathtub...
"Uh... Candace..." Linda asked, not entirely sure as to what she was looking at. "Are you sure that Phineas and Ferb built that?"
"Oh yeah," Candace replied smiling. "I watched them build it!"
Linda sighed. "PHINEAS AND FERB! GET DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT!"
"Hey mom," Phineas said appearing right behind her. "What's up?" Ferb appeared on her other side.
"Did you two build this?" Linda pointed to the swimming pool that looked like a giant bathtub.
"Yep!" Phineas said excitedly. "It is really cool, it starts in this water slide, and then it goes through to the pool area... and-"
"-Phineas!" Linda interrupted angrily. "How could you do something without permission!"
"All of our building permits were in order," Phineas offered, Ferb holding out the permits.
"I meant my permission!" Linda clarified.
"This morning we asked you if we could have a swimming pool," Phineas challenged.
"I was talking about the bathroom upstairs... How could you possibly imagine that I would allow you to build a swimming pool in the backyard?"
"Well, you did say so... "Phineas said, now confused. "Or at least, that's what it sounded like."
"We can deal with this later," Linda said angrily. "Now both of you, to your room... I'll decide how to deal with this later... Candace, stand watch over this thing until I can drag your father here to figure out what we are going to do with this... thing..."
"Oh, don't worry mom," Candace said confidently. "It should be disappearing any time now..." And indeed, it did disappear...
"Well alright then," Linda said. "I guess that solves one problem... Now what to do with the boys..."
"Well, they are now officially busted, so Candace Flynn is out! PEACE!" Candace held up two fingers and walked out of the backyard, walking down the street to Stacy's house.
Two Hours Later:
"I don't know Lawrence..." Linda said, leaning back in the chair. "I mean, both the boys could've hurt themselves... Bathtubs are the most dangerous place in the household to be in... And they made a giant one..."
"I find it amazing that they even knew how to make one..." Lawrence said, obviously impressed by the feat. "But honey, aren't you taking this a little bit out of proportion? I mean, I didn't see what it was that they had built, but if it had gotten you so worked up... I'm sure that we could give them lots of chores to work on until school starts until which they will be too busy to keep building these things..."
"No Lawrence..." Linda said, "I don't want them to feel likes slaves or anything... I mean, knowing Phineas and Ferb, they'd do the chores even if they didn't think that they were in trouble... No, we need to think of something better to do to teach them that they can't be doing things that were so dangerous..."
"Like what?" Lawrence said, picking up another pamphlet. "I mean, it isn't like we can just send them to this bad habits reformatory school for the young and innocent who stray from the path..." Linda just stared at her husband for a second...
"Lawrence, that's brilliant... We can send them there... All and sundry know that we can afford it..."
"Right, I'll make the call, and you can go tell the boys," Lawrence said, already picking up the phone.
"Hey, why do you get the easy one?" Linda asked, smiling that they had found a solution that teaches her boys a lesson while making sure that they didn't do anything else that was dangerous.
"So, your father and I agreed, that it is in your best interests, and our best interests if you were sent here," Linda said to her two sons through a bus window... "We'll see you at the end of summer."
The bus took off down the street, carrying almost thirty people on the bus itself, including two, what appeared to be, policemen, staying up near the front, to protect the bus driver and keep people from trying to get off of the bus.
Phineas looked around and spotted the rest of his friends: Isabella, Buford, and Baljeet.
"Hey guys," Phineas said, sitting down next to them, Ferb beside him. "What are you guys doing here?"
"I got in trouble for being with you while you were doing some "dangerous" project," Isabella explained.
"I got kicked out of summer school because my grades were too high," Baljeet explained. "Then I heard about this place..."
"I was following Baljeet here onto the bus... Now they won't let me off..." Buford shrugged. Everyone else stared at him. "What?"
Later that day:
Later, they arrived at the school, given several uniforms to wear, and assigned cots in a dormitory. Boys were separated from girls of course. Once everybody had changed into their "school uniforms", they were herded into an Auditorium where the whole "student body" was assembling. Phineas, Ferb, Buford, Baljeet, and Isabella sat next to each other.
For boys, they were given a blue button down shirt, a tie, a maroon colored sweater and black pants and black tennis shoes. Girls had the same thing, except, they were substituted the black pants for a black skirt. Both had knee high socks. Girls who had hair longer than the length to their shoulders had to hold their hair in a pony tail with a black headband.
"Not bad Buford," Phineas commented. He admitted, it was a nice outfit... He thought that he would've been allowed to have his own outfit on though...
"Hey, watch it Dinnerbell!" Buford said. "Or I'll-"
"Shh," Phineas shushed him as a man came up on stage. Immediately the "student body" that had been their before immediately fell silent, those thirty or so that had just arrived took a little longer, but they to went quiet after a few seconds.
The man in a white pharmacist jacket and who was slouching came up to the podium. "Well hello everyone, and welcome to another year here at Bad Habits Reformatory School For The Young and Innocent Who Stray From The Path," the man welcomed. "Those of you who have been here before, you know me, welcome back... Those of you who are new, my name is Doctor Heinz Doofenshmirtz, and I will be your headmaster during your stay here." The room was dead silent, listening intently, none daring to show disrespect.
Woot! Another week done! And I thought that I wouldn't be able to finish it on time!
Okay, I'm actually planning to continue working on this sometime later... In other words, this will be continued... But this first chapter is all I'm submitting for the weekly challenge...
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