Thursday . January 16, 2014

Disney

-PHINEAS and FERB-

Owned by the real creators: Dan Povenmire and Jeff "Swampy" Marsh

So jealous. I am not them.

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Chapter

Doof You. Doof Me. Doof US! "

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The Theme Song sung by Bowling for Soup..

There's a-

Out of the nowhere, Doofenshmirtz swung and crashed in on a huge wrecking ball. It tore right through the memorized video of Phineas and Ferb's theme song that had started playing in this fanfiction teller's head. The now large-holed broken image of the daily rip calendar from memory began to crack all over. Bits by bits, pieces of the image flew, faded, and disappeared to the back of this girl's mind until the mad scientist on the wrecking ball was the only figure left in the blankened blackled of nothingous.

"Doof," I cried out in my head. It was kind of funny doing so. "What are you doing?"

The middle aged evil genius had his eyes shut the whole time, a big nice pleasant smile on his face as he continued to swing around, humming his evil jingle. He opened one eye and stopped humming for a moment to answer her. "Just thought I'd drop in and let you know that you were singing the wrong theme song in the Perry the Platypus chapter."

What Perry chapter?

Oh yeah. I deleted it.

But that chapter will be back up in later chapters.

He resumed his humming, slowly moving further and further to the back of her mind, zigzagging off to where the pieces of that image had disappeared too. The volume of his humming hadn't lowered much. But the echo sounded louder the further away he got before it gradually turned silent. When Heinz was completely out of site, his voice was loud and clear -because it was all still in her head, when he told her, "Don't make the same mistake, you!"

It was totally weird how I was actually sort of offended at the rude maniacal sounding laughter that came after. Wanting to get back and more, I pushed the thought of him on that wrecking ball to the front of my mind once again.

That surprised the villain. He almost lost his hold on his evil swing. "Hey, wha- ?" All of a sudden, the wrecking ball disappeared. Imagining that there was gravity in her mind and that he was right side up, he started to fast free moving "down" instead of heading to the back deep end depths of her mind like before.

Doctor Heinz Doofenshmirtz let out a resounding sharp cry when he realized he was falling.

Snort smiling and shaking my head, I couldn't help but to roll my eyes at this. Like for reals literally kind. I made all that up and yet I'm rolling my eyes at it all.

The darkness all around melted away at a snail's pace, turning a shade brighter by the moment until the pitch black became sky blue. A scenery from the show oozed its way into the borrowed Doofenshmirtz's new reality below.

On the hills somewhere in the Tri-State Area, Heinz saw a fancy golden house. The home belonged to Charlene Doofenshmirtz, the evil scientist's ex-wife. He, the mad genius, was free falling towards it fast.

It was my turn to do a wicked laugh. At him. Something about the sayings it being merrier when there's more and better when things were bigger because the bigger they are, the harder they fall.

Thinking he wasn't falling fast enough, the huge steel ball that had disappeared suddenly, reappeared just as sudden, helping him plummet to the earth at a much greater speed. She also thought that maybe Dr. D might have been having the feels of aloneness from down-falling by himself towards his doom. So around a hundred feet above Charlene's place, the not so nice girly let the much heavier, roundfully wreckageable of all things unneeded, materialized on top of him. But only the wrecking ball. There was no crane attached to it.

I guess the goof Doof was somehow swinging around on it while it wasn't hung on to anything.

But even so, it seemed that Doofenshmirtz still didn't think he was nose-diving fast enough. He got tired of screaming and stopped. Crossing his arms, he waited for the inevitable that he so wished was evitable. The last thing he could do before the crash was si-

Crash
Boom
Bang

And some random cat loudfully meow-hissing.
It was weird because they don't own a cat and there wasn't any around at all at that time. I should know because this is all in my head and I didn't picture any cats being in this scene. The cat must have been a ninja. It had no physical form in my mind. It was very well hidden and its noise came out of the blue out of my control. Haha. Not a very great ninja, though -since it still made sounds.

Well, Doofenshmirtz tried to sigh. He didn't get the chance.

Hee-Ee-EE-eE-eeeE!
That was my lame attempt at Candace's evil laugh.

And anyway. As much as I'd love to see him get busted by his ex-wife- in front of Vanessa too- This cannot happen. Not just yet anyway. Maybe it will in future chapters. But before we go check out "how our favorite villain is doing" after falling through the roof and three floors.. Doofenshmirtz was right about one thing. I did nana-na-ing to the wrong Phineas and Ferb theme song in the deleted chapter. That was the summer vacation theme song. So let me do it right this time. Here's me na-na-doing to one of the Phineas and Ferb winter vacation theme song!

A theme song sung by Bowling for Soup.

There's ..nana-nana-na-na-nana... vacation,
that ...na-nana-nana.. and New Year's.
So ..na-nana-na-nana-na... our generation,
is ...nana-na-na-nana.. the dust clears

Like maybe...
Building ...na nonanu na na na na.. palace
or ..na-na... drift that's ...na-na.. high.
Constructing huge snow cones that reach to the moon
or making snow angels that fly.
Creating Northern Lights,
Snowboarding upside-down,
..na nenino nu na na-na...

Vanessa was shocked to see her old man fall through the ceiling of her room. And through the room's floor.

That is cold.

She couldn't hear the fan fiction writer like her father could, but she knew the story maker-upper had something to do with what was going on with her dad.

Cool winter ...nanana..
..na-na-nana-na...
or ice dancing with your best friends.

Charlene was at the kitchen counter with headphones on, listening to loud music, and not knowing her ex-husband broke the floor just a few feet behind her. Haha. Not even a ground shaking was felt. It's already expected anyway that she will never see her place was ever broketed that day. Ice dancing? She was listening to the same song. Only it was the Bowling for Soup's version. No na-nana-ings with my voice.

As you can see, there's a whole lot of stuff to do and they're not gonna stall.

Heinz: Is Perry going to be in this chapter?

Doofenshmirtz was the only one who could hear me. He could hear me singing the right song and singing the song right.

So stick with us
'cause Phineas and Ferb are gonna do it all!

((The song pauses.))
Heinz, still crushed under the wrecking ball, "The song's not sunged right! What do you mean "Phineas and Ferb?" This isn't their chapter, is it?"

"Fine," I tell him. But instead of resanging the last sentence of the lyrics- or changing the names, I just nana-ed the rest of it.

((The song resumes.))
Na na na na na nanana na na na nana na na -daahhh!

Vanessa shouted down at her mom's back. "Mom! You should so totally bust dad for rapture scramble razing his poor slaughtered spine!" And her mother did not hear a word of it.

DAH!

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THE END

"What!" Throwing his hands in the air in exasperation while still crushed under the huge steel ball, Doofenshmirtz asked, "What do you mean THE END? This chapter can't be over! You just started the theme song!"

"The theme song is done," I reminded him.

A small pencil eraser bounced off the back of Charlene's head and landed in front of Heinz. Charlene ignored the hit, swapping behind at her head without looking back, thinking it was only some big fly that had bumped into her.

Heinz ignored the eraser too. "Okay, I mean you just got done with the theme song. The rest of the chapter should start now. This can't be over!" He also ignored the pen that landed on the counter, missing his ex-wife by a millimeter.

I told him how I was mad at him right then and questioned, "So why not?"

"Oi, oi!" Doofenshmirtz dropped a hand and rested his elbow on the damaged floor to keep himself up. He made a fist with the other hand that was still raised in the air. "You've got to be kidding me!" Shaking his head, he slapped the raised hand down to his forehead. Then roughly dragged it down his face, extremely annoyed. The hand stopped at his chin, holding it with his thumb and pointer finger in thought. "Would it help to change your mind if I said I was sorry?"

I shrugged. "Try."

"I'm sorry," he said.

We both ignored the book that landed less than an inch behind Charlene's feet.

"Alright." I partly shook my head, half nodded, and shrugged a little all at the same time in uncertainty. "Do you mean it?"

He snorted. "I'm evil. Of course I don't mean it." He rolled his eyes and made a duhrrr face. He started organizing the pencils, pens, different shape, different colored, and different sized erasers, and the books that quickly began adding up in front of him.

I frowned. "So mean," I told him. "Yous aint forgivened!"

"Remind me to fake cry as soon as I at least feel like I can be bothered to do so." Doofenshmirtz crossed his arms and blew a raspberry.

The not-so-good-at-being-an-evil-villain evil villain blinked when he saw a shoe dive towards Charlene's head, but missed her when she dropped down to get something from inside the drawers under the counter. When his ex-wife stood back up, the shoe had already landed and was hidden from her view on the other side of the counter. She hadn't heard the thud the high heeled black shoe made because another song was playing loudly through her earphones.

The volume on her headphones must be on full blast because Heinz could hear and recognized the singing group Charlene was listening to. They were called "The Slacks" and he had hired them to appear at random times - wherever in one of his properties he was at - to sing his evil jingles. All of Doof's evil jingles were usually sung before Perry the Platypus arrived to foil his evil plans.

Anyway. The most important question right now was why did I not make the wrecking ball land on his head? Even though he wasn't that good at being evil, evil was still evil. "Whatever. Your fake sorry didn't make me change my mind or anything," I said, sticking my tongue out right back at him. I twirled some of my hair in my left hand. Not exactly sure whether if this was a lie or not, I typed with my free hand. "But I did decide to change my mind on my own. Now let's just say that by THE END, I meant it was the end of the theme song and not the chapter."

Doofenshmirtz gave me one of his smuggest know-it-all smiles. "Heh heh! You probably were going to continue this from the start anyway, weren't you? Admit it. You were only getting back at me for trying to help you by telling you to not make the same mistake you did last chapter."

A shoe was dropped.

Heinz grimaced when the other pair to the shoe earlier was accidentally dropped on his head. "Ow." He gently touched his head with both hands. Since he couldn't turn to face the ceiling because of the wrecking ball still on him - and it was impossible to bend his neck all the way back to look up without the back of his pointy and hurt head hitting the steel ball, he threw a look over his shoulder instead.

I thought it was so funny that he's complaining about his head hurting. If he felt that then he should also be twisting and contorting in pain right now because he freequen just fell out of the sky and through a three story house with a three long ton steel ball landing on him. Why isn't he dying? Or dead already? Or at least squirming and struggling in agony? That's what I planned for him to do when I let him free fall down the skies of Danville. So why isn't he? Could it be that he can't feel pain now after his innards became ground beef and spine like crumbs all over a painful looking mess in his insides?

That's probably why. I mean even if this is all in my head... sometimes I just have no control over some of the things that goes on in here.

"Sorry, dad." Vanessa showed him a quick small apologetic smile before looking at him all confused and shaking her head. "I swear, it just fell out of my hand. I mean it was like I let go of it on purpose, but at the same time, it wasn't on purpose. It was as if my hand was being controlled and forced open!"

Doof looks off to the side at nothing in particular -maybe because I don't have a form in this story right now and this was all in my head. He accused me of making his daughter drop her shoe on her beloved father's head. A father who she adored oh-so much and never wanted getting hurt.

All I could say to that was - Ew. "So full of yourself. Don't you know that you embarrass her all the time?"

Vanessa Doofenshmirtz still wasn't quite done yet. She threw a pillow at her mom to get her attention. Not the least bit surprised, she missed.

Okay, now she was done.

Growling, Vanessa jumped through the big hole in her floor, landing shakily on the wrecking ball. She heard a grunt. "Oh, so now you feel that, dad? Are you saying I'm heavy? Is that it?" She saw her old man shake his head. She rolled her eyes. "Whatever," she sighed. She jumped down, almost landing on her old man. Part of the cracked and messed up floor she landed on crumbled some more under her weight. She stepped out in time, watching parts of their floor fall beneath into the blankery nothinglyfied blackled of this story teller's mind.

"Yeeaaah.." I smiled sheepishly. "I was only picturing the look of Charlene Doofenshmirtz's house and the other neighborhood homes and roads, grass, mountains, and skies. And with snow everywhere because it was winter. I wasn't really into thinking about house foundations or what was underneath the earth ground and all those other details. So there was none. Hah Ha.

Vanessa also saw her father fall.

While still stuck under the wrecking ball.

The last thing Heinz Doofenshmirtz saw was his daughter finally getting ex-wife's attention.

But right before Charlene finally turned around, everything was righted and fixed.. Exactly the way they were before the crash.

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XP Sorry, doc H. Doof!

Note - xD Haha. If there are words on here that you know is just so off.. yeah, it's made up.

XD Next time again. Soon.