Phineas and Ferb
Phineas and Ferb's Best Christmas Adventure Ever
Chapter 2: Operation: Christmas Joy
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: Phineas and Ferb does not belong to me. It belongs to the two geniuses Dan Povenmire and Jeff "Swampy" Marsh. Keep up the good work, gentlemen! Also don't expect any good original songs! Sorry, but I'm not good with writing original songs. Never have been.
Candace was still busy trying to find Jeremy the perfect Christmas gift. And even though she was technically out of state lines when the Holiday Gloominator 4000-inator blasted, she still got a small bit of the ray's effects, so she was feeling a bit down on the holiday, and would slowly become more depressed as time passed.
"Wow...it's weird, but I suddenly feel like not getting into the Christmas spirit." She said to herself as she walked over to Danny's Music Store (Danny from Love Handel). She started browsing around, looking for a guitar to give to him. "Excuse me, but I'm looking for a guitar to give to a boy I like. Can you help me out?" He asked the cashier, whom she didn't realize was Danny from Love Handel, and only when he turned around to take her request did it click in. "Hey, aren't you that guitar player in Love Handel?"
"Yes. Yes I am." He said in an optimistic, yet somewhat dreary voice. This confused Candace, as she had absolutely no idea what had happened. "Can I help you with anything."
"Uh...yes?" She said in a bit sarcastic tone. "I'm looking for a guitar. There's a boy that I like and he's really into music, so--"
"Ah, yes. Of course. So you're looking for a guitar to give to your boyfriend? I see. Well, step right over here, I've got plenty of guitars for you to choose from." It was the strangest thing to her, but it sounded like his voice was getting drearier and most depressing by the minute, and it was. Danny took her over to his collection of guitars. There were hundreds to choose from, and Candace had a hard time picking one out.
"Wow, there are so many to choose from, I'm just not sure which one to pick."
"Well, missy, I hate to put a damper on things, but you either gotta buy something or get outta my store!" He suddenly shouted into her face, surprising her.
"Whoa, man, what's your deal?"
"My deal is that I'm depressed."
"And what could you possibly be depressed about? It's Christmas!"
"Exactly! Look, I don't know what it is, but suddenly, I have the feeling that Christmas sucks. I don't know, I just have this weird feeling, as if I was suddenly hit by a ray that makes me depressed and angry about things...I just have this feeling in my gut that Christmas ain't all that it's cracked up to be."
"Um...OK..."
"So, about that guitar..."
"On second thought, forget about the guitar. I'll try something else. Thanks anyway." She said as she slowly started backing up out the door, and went to try something else. "Hmm, I wonder what that was about. He seemed upset about something. And what was up with all that "Christmas sucks" business? Christmas is a great time of the year. I mean, the family time, the feast, the decoration, the gifts, everything! What's that guy's problem?"
She continued to walk along the streets, and without even realizing it, she was slowly becoming more depressed. "What else does Jeremy like that I could get him." She pondered on that thought for a moment and then looked around her. She immediately saw that a lot of people were just roaming around the streets, heads hanging down, sad, depressed, hunched over. Candace was surprised at what she was seeing.
"Wow, everybody looks so sad." She said to herself. "But why? What could have possibly happened to make everybody hate Christmas?" She again pondered on it. "Hmm, I'd normally suspect my goofy brothers, Phineas and Ferb, of pulling this off, but they're too optimistic about things to be able to make everyone this upset. No, it's gotta be something else. But what?"
She decided that it wasn't worth pondering over and chose to go home and continue looking for a present for Jeremy tomorrow. After all, it was almost 9:00.
Meanwhile, Phineas, Ferb, and their friends were having the same reaction, minus the Jeremy part. They were noticing a lot of people roaming around in a sad state as they were walking home, and they were confused by this.
"I don't understand it." Phineas said. "One minute we're all rocking out to a Nickelodeon actor/teen rock star, and then the next, everyone's acting like Christmas doesn't mean anything. It just doesn't make any sense."
"I know. How could this have happened so quickly? For that matter, how could this have happened at all!?" Isabella inquired.
"Perhaps somewhere out there in the Tri-State Area, there is a mad scientist who has plotted to destroy the spirit of Chrismtas in Danville and has succeeded by blasting a ray at us that forces us to hate the holidays." Ferb inquired, which made everyone stare at him oddly for a quick moment.
"Whatever the cause may be..." Phineas said slowly, getting back on topic. "We've got to restore the Christmas spirit. Who knows how bad it'll get? I mean, right now they're just moping about it. But pretty soon they're gonna be hating Christmas completely and they'll want to destroy everything that is holiday related."
"Guys, I think our mission is clear. We've got to spread Christmas cheer back into these people's lives. If we don't, we could end up losing Christmas forever! That would be horrifying! We can't let that happen."
"So what's the plan, Phineas?" Isabella asked.
"Well, what do people do during the holidays to spread Christmas cheer?"
"They sing Christmas Carols." Ferb said.
"And hang decorations." Baljeet added.
"And they open presents!" Buford shouted out.
"And they kiss under the mistletoe!" Isabella bluntly shouted out, once again in another one of her "Phineasland" fantasies. This caught everyone, even Phineas, off-guard. She immediately covered her mouth, hoping Phineas wouldn't question it. "I mean, not like I want to do it or anything."
"Well then, let's get to work. We've only got a few days until Chrismtas."
"But Phineas, it is getting late." Baljeet warned, looking at his watch, which read 9:00.
"Hmm, you're right, Baljeet. It is late. We should probably start heading home. I'm sure waiting until tomorrow won't hurt us in any way."
Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated!
"Look at that, Perry the Platypus! They actually think this crud is funny!" Dr. Doofenshmirtz shouted to the platypus as they were both watching "Olive the Other Reindeer", another Christmas classic. "They actually think a dog who thinks is a reindeer is a Christmas classic! Well, it's not, genuises! Now a black guy's house getting destroyed while he's taking a bath -- that's funny!"
Perry rolled his eyes as he watched on: He could not believe that Dr. D still couldn't figure out that his contraption had already fired yesterday, and yet he still hadn't the slightest clue.
"I am telling you, Perry the Platypus, this is the worst thing I've seen on TV since that incident on the MTV Vide Music Awards."
(Cue Cutaway)
We cutaway to Dr. Doofenshmirtz watching the 2009 MTV Video Music Awards, eating popcorn. Taylor Swift had just received her award when Kanye West storms onto stage and takes the microphone from her.
"Yo, yo I'mma l--I'mma let you finish in a moment, Taylor. But Beyonce has the best Music Video of all time!"
"Hey, hey what's the big idea!?" Doofenshmirtz shouted to his television. "Get off the stage, you idiot! She's getting an award. It's her first award, like, ever! Jeez, you think you know some people. Even I'm not that evil."
(End Cutaway)
Doofenshmirtz looked at his watch and realized it was really late. "Holy cow, is it 9:00 already!? Wow, time flies when you're watching horrible Christmas videos! Oh well, bedtime for me." He released Perry the Platypus from his trap. "Goodnight, Perry the Platypus. No sense staying here. I mean, my plan is obviously ruined since my machine never fired."
Perry tried one last time to convince the doctor his plan worked, but then figured that if he didn't get it by now, he'd never get it. So, he walked out the door, took his hovercar up, and headed back to Danville.
The next day, Phineas, Ferb, Isabella, her fellow girl scouts, Buford, and Baljeet got up extra early to come up with ways to spread Christmas cheer back into Danville.
"OK troops, what's the first thing on our list?" Phineas said as he looked at the list he and his friends made of ways to spread Christmas cheer around. "Sing Chrismtas Carols. Hmm, sounds easy enough."
SO they set up their equipment in the middle of the street where they thought everyone could see, and Baljeet, Buford, & The Fireside Girls set themselves up and got ready to sing their Christmas Carol. Isabella would've been up there, too, but...
"Hey Phineas, I have to run home for a second. I gotta go." She lied, as she ran home as fast as she could so she could get something for Phineas.
"OK, hurry back." He simply shouted to her, still as clueless as ever. He held up his conductor's wand to those who were about to sing. "And a 1, and a 2, and a-"
And with that, everyone started singing "We Wish You and Merry Christmas" in perfect harmony, which was amazing considering both Buford and Baljeet sucked at singing. They sang their little hearts out, hoping to attract some attention, which they did...
"Go home, hippies!"
"Christmas sucks, stop singing about it!"
"Didn't Octomom have her octuplets months ago!?"
But it wasn't good attention. Many people who were walking by saw the singing and started yelling at them to stop, as they had already succumbed to the forced of the Holiday Gloominator 3000-inator.
Phineas had tried to reason with one guy when he yelled at them. "But sir, we're just trying to spread some Christmas cheer around town."
"Who cares!? Christmas is pointless! I mean, what's the purpose of just wrapping presents and sending them off to relatives when you know that they're just going to re-gift them?"
"What?"
"You kids are wasting your time. Why don't you just go home and watch MTV or whatever you kids watch nowadays." He hissed angrily before he turned around sharply and left the scene to go home and praise his Jewish wife.
Phineas and the Fireside Girls stood there, confused. "Well that was weird. Guess Christmas Caroling didn't work. What else can we try?"
The next thing on their list was "Putting up a Christmas Tree". So they went around and gathered all the Christmas Decorations they could find to hang on their tree. Then Phineas and Ferb went out into the woods to find the biggest, prettiest, "most Christmas-y" tree they could find, chopped it down, and then, with the help of some guys driving bulldozers ("Aren't you a little young to be in the lumberjack business?" "Yes. Yes we are.") they carried the tree back into the center of Danville, where the concert yesterday was, and put it up.
After that, they got busy putting up the Christmas decorations, which ranged from regular ornaments to Frosty the Snowman's, and there were even some mistletoe on it (Isabella's idea)
Meanwhile, during all of this, Isabella was still trying to woo Phineas over.
"Hey Phineas, do you think this would make a good Christmas Tree ornament?" She asked him as she held up what looked like a little snow carving of Phineas. The boy examined it, but failed to see that it was him.
"What's that supposed to be? Frosty the Snowman? 'Cause if it is, it needs work." He said flatly, which angered her greatly.
"No, it's not supposed to be Frosty the Snowman." She said, grinding her teeth. "It's -- Oh, never mind!" She shouted as she dropped the thing and went in another direction, hoping to cool herself off.
"Isabella, wait! Where are you going!? I still need you to put the star on top of the tree!" He shouted to her, but it was no use. She was dejected, and there was no way of getting through to her. He looked down in the snow, and picked up the little figurine. He was still convinced it was Frosty the Snowman, but he liked it anyway. "It's kinda cute. Wonder where in the world Isabella found the time to carve th -- wait a minute!" Finally, something clicked in.
He ran over to Ferb, who was busy hanging up ornaments on the tree. "Hey Ferb, I need a second opinion." He showed him the figurine. "Does this look like me to you?"
Ferb looked at the figurine for a second before responding. "Yes. Yes it does. Where did you ever find the time to make that?"
"I didn't. Isabella made it."
"And what did you say about it?"
"I mistook it for Frosty the Snowman." Phineas looked at it, and then at Isabella, who was not at the top of the tree, trying to put some more decorations on it. She noticed he was looking at him, and gave a shy wave, both before she was unsure of what he was thinking, and because she was still upset at him for being such an idiot. Phineas then turned back to his stepbrother. "Hey Ferb, do you think Isabella likes me?"
"Well of course she does. You guys have been friends for years."
"No, I mean, do you think she likes me likes me? Why else would she go through the trouble to make something like this for me?"
"Well, perhaps she is just trying to keep her Christmas spirit high in these depressing times."
"I guess," Phineas was still really confused about all of this, but he decided that he didn't have time to dwell on it. Chrismtas was in two days and they weren't any closer to getting the holiday spirit back in Danville. He knew because every time somebody passed the tree, they either booed it, gave the kids the finger, or threw stuff at it. "Well I guess the tree's out. There's one more thing we can try." His voice was starting to sound a little dreary, indiciating that he was slowly succumbing to the effects of the Holiday Gloominator 3000-inator.
The last thing on their list was to "Make an Original Animated Christmas Special" (A parody of South Park). And so they did. Surprisingly enough, it only took them 8 hours to do it, and it was to air on TV at 6:00 that evening.
They all quickly spread the word of the new animated special to everyone in town, and surprisingly enough, they all seemed just a little bit interested in it, which was a good sign to them because it meant that their plan was working.
They worked long and hard on it, and they were very pleased with the work they put into it. The special was simple: it was based off of their real life struggles to spread cheer around the Tri-State Area. It was 1 hour long, and they were expecting big things for it, they were expecting it to become an instant classic (Sound familiar?)
However, when the special did end up airing on TV, not many people tuned into it because it reminded them of "Christmas", and at the moment, nearly everybody hated Christmas. Overall, the special ended up getting a total of 14 viewers (the whole gang, Stacy, Jeremy, plus a homeless guy who was lucky enough to stumble upon a television. Unfortunately, he was drunk at the time).
This severely disappointed them all. They were disappointed that their special didn't get good reception, and they were frustrated that they were out of ideas on how to get holiday spirit back into the Tri-State Area. By now, their optimism was at an all-time low, and they were close to not believing in Christmas anymore.
It was getting late, so everybody decided to head back home. Despite the time, though, Isabella was not ready to give up on her quest to woo Phineas over.
"Hey Phineas, you know, I think I might have a way to get everyone believing in the holiday again." Isabella said to Phineas in a dreamy voice. The boy turned to his friend, with a look of depression on his face. She gasped in disbelief.
"Oh really? What's that?" He said in a voice only a downer would have. Then Isabella pulled out a mistletoe.
"We could hang this mistletoe above two people, and then they'd have to kiss under it. After all, during the holidays, if a boy and a girl stand under a mistletoe at the same time, they have to kiss. Doesn't that sound like fun? In fact, we don't even have to go looking. We could hang it over ourselves, and then...we'd have to kiss. Doesn't that sound like fun?" She asked again.
While thinking of a response, Phineas remembered back to when Isabella showed him that snow-carved Phineas that he said looked like Frosty the Snowman. But then his mind was also clouded with negative thoughts that his mind produced because of Doofenshmirtz's invention. His mind was racing, and he had no idea how to respond. He kept thinking about his friendship with Isabella, and his goal to spread Christmas cheer. It all became too much. His mind began racing until finally, the negatives took over and he responded.
"A mistletoe, Isabella?" He snarled in a low tone, which surprised her. "A mistletoe? Is that the best you could think of!?"
"Well, I--"
"You just want to hang that thing up so you could get me under it so you could kiss me, aren't you?"
Her frustration suddenly turned to delight, as she had believed that he had finally figured it out. "Yes! Yes, that's exactly it!!"
"How...how could you be so conceded!?"
And then her delight turned to horror. "Wha-What?"
"There are thousands of people out there that are spitting on Christmas right now and we need to get them into the holiday spirit before Santa Claus comes, and here you are, and all you have to offer is a mistletoe!? That's really pathetic, Isabella! Really pathetic."
"I'm pathetic!? You're one to talk!! You're the one that can't even figure out that your best friend, whom you've known for 5 years, has a stinkin' CRUSH ON YOU!!"
Phineas was all redy to retaliate, but then Isabella threw that out into the open. This surprised the both of them, as Isabella wasn't planning to tell him like that, and Phineas's suspisions, that had just been going on for about 8 hours now, were true "What did you just say?" Were the only 5 words he could muster up.
"It's true, Phineas. I have had a huge crush on you for the longest time! And I really thought you would get it by now! But you haven't! Every single time I drop a hint on you, you misinterpret it for something else! If anyone here is conceded, it's you, Phineas! And you're not just conceded! You...You...You're an idiot, Phineas Flynn!" She screamed into his face, as she did something she thought she'd never see herself do: She slapped him silly.
She was so consumed with rage and anger that she unintentionally hit him in the face. It wasn't a hard slap like abusive men do, it was sort of like a slap on the wrist type slap. But it hurt Phineas a lot. Not physically, but mentally. He never believed that Isabella, his best friend in the world, would ever do something like that to him. Isabella was thinking the exact same thing. Never did she believe she would have to do something like that to him.
"Phineas, I-" She stuttered, wanting to explain herself desperately. She was so upset that she ran right home, crying, which left Phineas in a speechless shock. He rubbed his cheek where Isabella slapped him, and decided to start walking home, too, to think things over. He was so confused right now.
End of Chapter 2!
Sorry for the little OOC at the end. But I couldn't help myself! Anyway,
Next Time: A reflection at past events leads Phineas to a revalation he never saw coming. Plus, Candace's search for Jeremy's perfect gift leads her into a rut.