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Author's Notes: In the words of Phineas, "Have fun everybody." This piece is for fun and I hope you have fun reading it.

"Point, Ferb."

Ferb had managed to score another point on the boy standing in front of him. The other just shook his head and put his foil under his arm as he took off his bib mask. Phineas smiled at his step brother as he did the same. The green haired boy gave the other a questioning look as they sat down at a bench.

"You are just too much for me, Ferb. Your fencing skills are just as sharp as ever. It sure was cool that Vivian Garcia-Shapiro brought us along so we could get a few rounds in before her tournament starts."

Ferb nodded. They had fenced three matches with the him taking the match every time. Sometimes I wonder if he lets me win. But I did get lessons while father and I still lived in England.

The two moved off the mats and sat down on a near by bench. Phineas picked up the sword and started examining it. Ferb merely watched as he bent it and let it spring back out. The look of dissatisfaction on his face spoke of the plans coming together in his mind. In a few more seconds there would be something...

"You know, it's hard to judge swordsmanship with these flimsy swords. A real man of the blade would be using a Broadsword and wouldn't back off if his opponent poked him. Hmmmmm." He smiled at his brother. "Ferb, I know what we're going to do today."

…...

Baljeet was walking down the street to the library to see if they had any more books on the mathematical relationships of binary numbers. There was nothing he enjoyed more then starting the day with his head in a book and numbers before his eyes. So far he had managed to avoid seeing Buford today and hoped it would continue a little longer. That way he might be able to get a chapter read before he did something bully related to him.

"HEY! NERD! GET OVER HERE AND GET WHAT'S COMIN TO YA!"

He jumped at the comment and turned to see a blond haired boy walking toward him. He was just as large as Buford and just a hair taller. He had two black wrist bands on each arm and his shirt was a dark green with a red skull on the front. His shorts where black and he was wearing sunglasses. Baljeet threw his hands in the air and took off down the street at top speed.

"Run all you want, I'll get ya nerd"

The voice was gaining on him. He whipped around a corner and slammed into Buford.

"Watch it or I'll... oh, it's you. Is it time for the morning wedgie already?"

Just then the other boy rounded the corner and the two came eye to eye. The blond boy looked at Buford from head to toe.

"Get out! I am claiming this turf and all the nerds in it."

Buford's expression soured. He put himself between the other boy and Baljeet. With his chest puffed out, he grabbed the other boys collar and brought him boy to his level.

"Now you listen here, this is my turf and has been for years now. All the nerds here are mine!"

The other boys glare didn't waver.

"You know the code doesn't allow two bullies to share the same turf. So you know what we have to do?"

Baljeet looked around from behind him.

"You don't mean?"

"Yeah, it means we fight. But not yet. The code says that it must happen where all can see and witness who wins."

The other boy pulled himself free of Buford's grip.

"Not much of a crowd here. I'll be back in three hours. Be ready to hand over the nerd." He laughed as he walked around the corner.

"Buford, you can not fight. It is just barbaric. Is there not a way to settle this without resorting to violence?"

He could see the bully was deep in thought. His eyes lit up as he snapped his fingers.

"I just got a great idea! But first, ahem where's Perry?"

…...

A innocent looking green platypus with an orange bill and tail walked outside of Fencing is Cool. He blinked twice before hopping up on his back legs and placing a fedora on his head. He jumped again and caused the manhole cover he had been standing on to give way and spin him past. He landed in the sewer and dashed down the water way.

Suddenly, he stopped at the sight of four turtles looking up at him. He shooed them away and ran on to his lair. He jumped into his chair as a man with a white mustache appeared on the large screen overhead.

"Agent P, there has been a large amount of stone being delivered to Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated.

So I guess this could be har..."

A voice off screen spoke up.

"Sir, remember the message."

"Oh, right. Uhhhhh. This means he might just be ston..."

"Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiirrr."

"Gah, Sorry Agent P. The Board tells me that I can not make any pun in direct reference to what he may or may not be doing in accordance with these actions. So get out there and put a stop to it so I can get these stupid jokes out of my head."

The platypus saluted. He then did a back flip onto a jet ski and raced down out of the sewers.

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