Sup everyone! I'm Jameer14; this is my very first fan fiction. I hope that you all like it.

I really to hear your feedback, and if I get TEN REVIEWS, then I'll upload another chapter. I'll only upload if there are REVIEWS, which lets me know that you like it, and want more. Okay?

Here we go then. Enjoy!:

(PREVIEW): "Alright, just let it warm up for a sec," said Dr.D through a speaker on the wall. "Treat yourself to some food."

The bonds on the chairs were released and Phineas saw a platter of food drop out of the wall opposite to the door.

Buford knocked the food to the floor. "We don't want your stupid snacks!" he shouted. "We want to get out!"

Chapter One

Phineas woke up, sat up and looked at his alarm clock. It was eight o'clock a.m.

He saw Ferb wake up in the other bed.

"Good morning, Ferb," Phineas said. "Let's get ready for another great day!"

As he swung his feet off of his bed, Perry woke up.

Phineas saw him and said, "Hello, Perry."

Perry chattered and Phineas smiled. "That never gets old," he said as he pulled out his clothes from his dresser.

He and Ferb got dressed and headed downstairs into the kitchen where their mother was making eggs.

Linda saw her sons and smiled at them. "Hello, boys," she said. How are you this morning?"

"I'm great," said Linda. "Phineas, we're out of milk and I know that you like cereal. Can you and Ferb run to the store and buy some for me?"

"Sure," said Phineas.

"Thanks," said Linda. She handed Phineas five dollars.

"Come on, Ferb," said Phineas. He led his half brother into the garage where they hopped on their bikes and rode out to the store.

When Phineas and Ferb got there, they went directly to the dairy section, grabbed a carton of milk, and made their way to the checkout line. On their way there, Phineas saw a flyer that looked interesting to him.

"The Young Inventors Club," said Phineas as he read the flyer. "Where innovative minds meet."

Phineas thought that the flyer was cool, so he took it off of the wall ran to catch up to Ferb, who was at the checkout line.

He showed Ferb the flyer. "Hey Ferb, I know what we're gonna do today. Check it out," said Phineas. "This club is perfect for us. And the first meeting's today at ten!"

Ferb looked at the flyer. "Cool," he said. "We should invite our friends to come with us."

"I'm way ahead of ya, Ferb," said Phineas. He pulled out his phone and sent out a text message to Isabella, Buford, and Baljeet. The message said: Meet me in my backyard 9:30.

Phineas and Ferb paid for the milk, went home, ate breakfast, and at 9:30, they were in their back yard with Buford, Isabella, and Baljeet.

And Irving. Phineas wished Irving would find better things to do than to stalk him.

"Hey, Phineas," said Isabella. "Whatcha doin'?"

"Well, today, there's this young inventors club downtown, and I thought that you guys would want to come with me and Ferb!"

"Boring," said Buford.

"Oh come on, give it a chance," said Baljeet. "It'd be cool to see other ideas from other kids in Danville."

"Yeah, Baljeet's right," said Phineas. Right here on the flyer, it says that there will be friendly competitions, partner activities—"

"I'm going," Isabella blurted out.

Phineas looked at Isabella, who blushed.

"I—uh—just wanted to let you all know that," she said slowly.

"Great!" said Phineas. "What about the rest of you?"

"Uh, yeah," said Irving. "This is so exciting."

"I'll go too," said Baljeet.

Buford sighed. "If my nerd's going, then I guess I gotta go too."

"Excellent," said Phineas. "Let's ride our bikes downtown!"

As Phineas and Ferb's friends went back to their houses to get their bikes, Phineas and Ferb went back inside of their own house.

Linda was sitting on the couch watching TV with Perry in her lap.

"Bye Mom," said Phineas. "I'm going off to the Young Inventors Club!" He handed Linda the flyer.

Linda glanced down at the flyer briefly and handed the flyer back to Phineas. "Have fun, boys," she said.

Phineas and Ferb went into the garage, got their bikes, and walked out onto their driveway where their friends were already waiting.

"Ok, gang, let's go!" Phineas said. He turned on the GPS on his bike, and led the way to the place where the club was being held.

When they got there, it was shortly after ten o'clock. Phineas looked at the building.

It looked to be at least thirty stories tall and purple. Phineas thought that the building looked vaguely like Ferb's head. There were words towards the top of the building that Phineas couldn't see.

Phineas, Ferb, and their friends put their bikes in a bike rack next to the door. Phineas led the way into the lobby, then to the front desk.

There was a stout lady sitting behind the front desk.

"Excuse me, what floor is this on?" he asked and showed her the flyer.

The lady looked at the flyer. "That's on the thirty second floor, sir," she said with obvious boredom in her voice.

"Thanks," said Phineas. He led Ferb and their friends to the elevator. There, they rode up to the thirty second floor.

Once they got there, Phineas found the door and knocked on it.

A tall man wearing a pharmacist's coat and greenish pants opened the door.

"Hello, sir," said Phineas. "I was looking for the Young Inventors Club. Do I have the right room?"

"Yes, yes you do," said the man. He had an accent that Phineas couldn't place. "I'm Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz. Come on in!"

"Wait a second," said Baljeet as he entered the apartment. "You're hosting the Young Inventors Club? You're a pharmacist!"

Dr.D sighed. "I am not a pharmacist," he said. "Norm, can you get these kids some chairs?"

A large robot came into the room holding three chairs in each of his two hands. He set them down in a straight line.

The six kids sat in the chairs.

Phineas looked around and noticed that they were the only kids. "Are we waiting for more people?" he asked.

Dr.D sighed. "Well, I was hoping that more people would show up," he said. "But this will have to do."

Dr.D reached into his jacket and pulled out a remote with a single red button. He pressed the button, and metal bindings came out of the chairs so that the six kids couldn't get up.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" Buford snapped.

"I've gotta hurry this along, because my nemesis will be here soon," said Dr.D. "And FYI, I am not a pharmacist. I'm an evil scientist!"

"Evil?!" said Phineas. "You're evil?!"

Dr.D smiled evilly. "I certainly am," he said proudly. "The whole reason I created the fake club was to lure some poor kids into a trap so that I could use them to test out my newest inator so I can take over the Tri-State Area!"

"What in the world is an inator?" asked Isabella harshly.

"That!" exclaimed Dr.D. He pointed at a wooden door tom his left. "That's not the actual inator," he said. "The inator is in that holding cell. Put them in there, Norm!"

"Yes, sir," said Norm. He grew four more arms and picked up all six chairs at once. "Maybe later, we can go play catch or something," he suggested.

"No," snapped Dr.D.

Norm put the six chairs with the struggling kids inside the cell, got out, and shut the door.

Phineas looked around the inside of the holding cell. It was about as big as a classroom and sticking out of the ceiling was a metal pole about six feet long and surrounded by metal rings. At the end of the pole was a small metal sphere.

"Alright, just let it warm up for a sec," said Dr.D through a speaker on the wall. "Treat yourself to some food."

The bonds on the chairs were released and Phineas saw a platter of food drop out of the wall opposite to the door.

Buford knocked the food to the floor. "We don't want your stupid snacks!" he shouted. "We want to get out!"

He ran to the door and tried, without success, to open it. Then, he Baljeet, Ferb, and Irving began to bang on the door, screaming "Help!" repeatedly.

Phineas was about to join them when he felt someone grab his hand and pull him back.

He turned around and saw that it was Isabella. Phineas saw fear in her eyes.

"Phineas! What do we do?" she asked.

"I dunno, Isabella," he said. "I don't think that there's anything we can do."

"There has to be!" Isabella said urgently. "Come on, Phineas! You're the smartest person here out of all of us! You've even said before that the only thing that's impossible is impossibility!"

"You're right!" said Phineas. He looked around desperately before an idea popped into his head.

"The chairs!" he exclaimed. "We can use the chairs to—"

A bright green light filled the room.

What happened to Phineas and his friends? Find out in the next chapter, which I'll upload if I have 10 positive reviews.

~Jameer14