A/N: This is an alternate version of the Musical Cliptastic Countdown- with a sense of poise and rationality.
Doofenshmirtz inserted the CD into the Musical-Video-Mind-Control-Inator, not realizing it had been switched. In seconds, the screen displayed Perry and Aussie sitting on stools, playing acoustic guitars to "I Write Sins Not Tragedies."
"What-" Doofenshmirtz found himself hypnotized by the wrong music playing on the inator. He froze, just like all the other people. Major Monogram didn't know what was going on. The music playing through Doofenshmirtz's inator didn't sound like an attempt for Tri-State domination to him.
"What are you doing, Agent P?"
- is a whore, said a voice in the video, which obviously belongs to the said platypus.
"Mind your language, Agent P!" Major Monogram was a little more than displeased to hear that word from his best agent.
Agent P opened the curtain and revealed Ferb with his white guitar, Isabella with a purple bass, Baljeet playing the accordion, Buford on the drums, and the Fireside Girls on the cellos, but Phineas was nowhere to be seen. The kids weren't playing the instruments at all, and the music video seemed to have ended, though the previous effects still lingered.
The odd silence was broken when all of a sudden, Phineas chimed in from the door on the side, singing the chorus into his microphone. The other kids began to play their instruments zealously.
Phineas flipped the microphone in the middle of the second verse and then kept singing. Seconds later, he picked up a big bottle of champagne under the piano and opened it. He showered Major Monogram, Dr. Doofenshmirtz, and all the audiences with the drink. Phineas left the empty bottle in the very front of the stage and started to dance and bang his head as he went into the chorus again.
Despite jumping around a great deal, Phineas never went out of breath or lose control of his vocals. Ferb walked up to him, and they both sang into the same microphone while smiling at each other knowingly. Ferb backed off a while later.
Everyone stopped playing except for Buford, who was playing the drums to accompany Phineas's singing. The redhead was also playing the piano. His voice got louder when the other kids began to play again. He purposefully screamed some of the higher notes to add dynamics.
"Again!" Phineas stood up and sang one final time, extending and polishing it with sophisticated head-voice melismas.
To the kids' surprise, the audiences were singing the chorus in unison as the song was just about to end. They decided to accompany their singing with their instruments. The people sang the chorus over and over and the gang sang a bit backing vocals.
Finally, everyone sang the chorus one last time, and the performance truly ended. Once the sound of the instruments cleared, the hypnotized people woke up with a start, confused why they were soaked with champagne.
"Thank you!" Phineas said and they all ran down the stage and went out the back door.