It was early afternoon in Danville as Ferb walked through the gate of the backyard carrying a box of supplies.
"Hey, Ferb! There you are! I was starting to worry about you!" Phineas walked up to Ferb, and taking the box, he asked, "So, what'd you bring?"
"I brought - "
"A thingamabob?" Isabella interjected.
"No. I brought - "
"A thingamajig?"
"No, I - "
"How about a thingy? Or a whatzit?" Ferb frowned.
"Izzie, please - " Phineas tried to stop the girl.
"Or," Isabella added. "maybe it's a thingamabobber!"
"Isabella!" The ebony haired girl looked at Phineas.
"Yes, Phinny?" she inquired sweetly.
"Can you please stop bothering Ferb?"
"Oh, alright."
"Good. Now," Phineas turned back to his brother. "What'd you bring?
"I brought a magnifying lens, pieces of metal, a giant balloon shaped like a baby head - "
"Wait, what?" Ferb looked at Phineas.
"Those were the only giant balloons I could find."
"Oh. I see. Why baby heads?"
"How should I know? I also got us some elastic, rope, and long sheets of plastic."
"Great job with the supplies, Ferb!" Phineas walked to the middle of the yard, and spread his arms open. "Now let's get started on our last project of the season!"
~Doobie Doobie Doo Ba!~
Perry lay down on the floor of his lair and yawned. He was bored. Monogram had told him to stay after his mission. Earlier that day, Doofenshmirtz built a machine that shot vegetables. He wanted to make children cry, which would somehow lead to his ruling over the Tri State Area.
"What a weird guy," the platypus chattered. "Guess he forgot about vegetarians. They would've been happy. Unless they got hit in the face with a carrot or something...that'd be kinda funny."
Just then, Monogram walked up to him.
"Hello Agent P!" Perry looked up. Then he thought of something.
'Oh, crud. I hope this isn't about what happened a few days ago."
"Alright, Perry. I've got something important to discuss with you." Perry jumped up.
"It's not my fault! I swear! It was Kenny! All Kenny! If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be in this mess!"
"...I have no idea what you just said. Come here." Perry cautiously stepped forward.
"Here, put this up to your mouth - er, bill." Monogram handed him a small green square.
"Why, what'll it - Oh! It's a translator!"
"Pretty neat, huh Agent P? Carl made them! Now we should be able to understand all the animals!"
"Yeah, except we won't always be using them." Monogram sighed.
"Why do you all say that?" As he started to walk away, he looked back. "Agent p - "
"Guess this means you don't know about the incident..."
"What?"
"Nothing!"
"...Anyway, you don't always have to hold the translator up to your mouth - I mean bill. There's a button that turns it into a headset. Enjoy the translator!"
"Guess I will."