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The crowd roared as the platform locked into place. Phineas pulled out a head set and put it on. Buford and the other bully looked around in awe as they saw a coliseum filled to the brim with spectators. The Fireside girls whirled around the sphere on mechanical arms. Each was operating a video camera pointed at them. Their attention was brought back down as they heard the speakers erupt with Phineas's voice.
"Ladies and gentleman, I welcome you to the Ferbisium. We have a battle like no other here for you today. Two bullies will face off to see who gets to claim turf rights to the nearby neighborhood. Each contestant is in a suit specially made to protect them from any attack. This allows them to use real weapons against each other."
He paused as gasps and cheers came from the crowd. A moment passed before he continued.
"Each hit has been rated with a point value. The value is then based on where they got hit and how hard the blow was. They can take up to two thousand points of damage before the suit locks up and they are unable to move. Don't worry, the suit will still protects them from harm after that happens. So tell me, are you all ready for the Bullinator Games?"
Cheers roared at them in response.
"BULLIES, ARE YOU READY?"
Both of them grabbed their helmets and growled at each other before putting them on. They nodded soon after. Phineas moved off the platform and leaped at another small opening in the floor. He vanished down the hole as a hatched closed. His voice returned a few moments later.
"THEN LET THE GAMES BEGIN!"
Both bullies ran at each other at full steam and fists raised.
…
Candace and Jeremy walked to the twelfth hole hand in hand. She was having such a great day. They were just having fun without interruption. Then her attention was drawn to a TV in the check in booth.
"Is that Phineas? On TV? Ooooooooooh They are so bus.."
"Candace, you want to take the first shot?"
"Aaaaa, Suurree. You know, Jeremy. The boys might be doing something bustable….I am cool. We could go see what it is."
"Nah. I'm sure that whatever they are doing is not half as fun as spending this time with you."
Am I really still considering trying to bust the boys after that? REALLY/ NO! Put the phone away. Don't call. Put it AWAY! Candace looked down and didn't even realize that she really did have her phone in her hand, flipped open, and ready to call her mom. With every once of will power she had, she closed her phone. That's it. Now put it away. She slipped it into its holder and took her hand away. Good. Now pick up your club and get back in the game. If you're going to miss out on busting, you might as well win the game. A smile blossomed on her face at the thought. There was no reason to lose to Jeremy. She had beaten him before at games and his congratulations where always nice. So what is one more time?
"Your'e right. I'll take you up on the offer." And now I'm playing to win.
…..
Perry looked up at the golem holding him. He had an idea to get out of his grip, but how would he defeat a pile of rock? It's wasn't like there was a jackhammer just sitting outside ready to use.
Then he looked slightly to his left and saw just that. He took a deep breath as he gathered up his strength and saliva he could muster. Then he threw his head back and spit in the golems face. As expected, it dropped him to try to clean its face. Heinz turned around just as he jump off the platform.
"Perry the platypus, how did you escape? Now matter, I still have my golem army. GOLEMS, deal with him!" Heinz points at Perry as the golem on the platform with him trips and knocks him off. He hits the ground as the golem hits the controls and drops the platform to ground.
"You fool! Are you as dumb as a box of rocks?" He stops and reflects on what he said. Perry runs over to the jackhammer as he is surrounded by the golems. Heinz rubs his forehead as he comments. "I just told a rockman that he's dumb as a rock."
Perry starts the jackhammer and turns to face the army looming over him. Heinz see what he is about to do. "Great, que dramatic music." The rockmen recoiled at the sight and the monotreme lunged at them with the jackhammer in hand. Four where reduced to gravel is seconds. Rockmen tried to fight back, smashing and trashing. But Perry was always one step ahead of the them. The last golem fell on the platform the Goleminator was on and launched it into the air. He saw it and tossed his weapon at it. Just before the two came together, it activated and fired into the distance. A shower of parts fell to the ground. Heinz looked around with his hands on his hips.
"Well, yeah. Army gone. Ride home destroyed. Am I forgetting anything else?" He sees Perry strap on a jet pack and rocket into the sky. "Oops, almost forgot that. ahem CURSE YOU PERRY THE PLATYPUS! OK, now I have to call a cab."
…...
"Both competitors have only five hundred hit points left. It is still anyone's game as both bullies have chosen hammers as weapons. They seem to be sizing each other up. Who will make the next move?"
Phineas and Ferb were the announcers of the games. People where cheering like crazy as the pair had littered the ground with weapons and what used to be weapons. The Fireside girls had been spinning around the arena on their camera mounts so that there was always an eye on the action.
"So, is that all you got?" The other bully yelled.
"Not even close." Buford answered as he set himself for another charge.
Just then, a beam hit the Ferbisuim. The entire place began morphing into a hoard of golems. The audience screamed in terror as the fled. Phineas and Ferb jumped off the ones they where standing on top of and ran to the center. Golems had smashed the sphere as the they both got there. That is when Buford brought the hammer he had been holding down on it's head. It laid there as Buford landed three more hits, reducing it to a gravel pile. Phineas looked at him, then to Ferb. The Fireside girls gathered behind them as more golems lumbered toward them.
"Well, brother. I would say it's hammer time."
Ferb produced several more buckles and handed them out to each person. Phineas put his own on and turned to everyone as they all activated their armors.
"Now proper way to demolish a golem is..."
The other bully leaped over his head and hammered another one to the ground. Buford ran after him as he garbed a mace.
"Nevermind. Get'em!"
Everyone grabbed a weapon and runs out to meet the golems.
…...
"So did you have a good time today?"
Candace and Jeremy where walking home from the mini golf course. They had just walked up to the Flynn-Fletcher house. They where standing at the front door hand in hand.
"It was such a wonderful day. I felt like a major stress reliever. I really can't figure out why that is though."
"It might be because this was one of the four days this summer you have not been calling me all day about busting Phineas and Ferb."
Candace spun around to come face to face with her mother. She was wearing a great big smile.
"You're right. But that doesn't mean I have given up trying. I will bust them if it's the last thing I do."
Linda just smiled.
"At least I have found a way to distract you from that."
Candace went wide eyed and turn to Jeremy.
"You …...and her...?"
Linda answer the question Candace couldn't get out.
"I asked Jeremy to keep your mind off your brothers for one day so you could have fun."
She was in shock. Candace could not comprehend when her mother would have asked him to do such a thing. Finally she regained enough composer to ask him.
"You agreed to that?"
His smile of large and confident.
"Yes, yes I did."
"Huh, well it was a great day. Thanks again, Jeremy."
She gave him a kiss on the check and went inside. Leaving her mom and Jeremy with jaws hanging open. She then noticed a familiar sound and turned toward it's origin.
"Oh, there you are Perry."
…...
A thrown hammer smashed into the last golem. All around them stood piles of gravel. Phineas looked around as the group gathered back together. Several had to have their suits reset because they took too many hit points, but they all where still standing at battles end. The bully walked up to Buford and took off his helmet.
"Does this happen a lot?"
"Almost everyday."
He stuck out his hand and waited for Buford to take it. When he did, he shook it.
"It's yours. You, sir, are a better bully then I if you can still bully with all this cool stuff happening."
With that, he hit the release button and took off the armor. He handed it to Ferb as he passed him and walked away from the site of the battle. Phineas turn to Buford with a smile.
"Well, that means your the winner Buford. Congratulations."
Just then, a man pulled up in a truck and jumped out.
"Where did all this gravel come from?" He turned to the kids looking at him. "Is this all yours?"
Phineas shook his head. "We're done with this and don't need it anymore."
He walked over to Phineas.
"I'm the owner of the Danville Rock Emporium. I have been wanting to have a gravel sale for some time now. So can I have all this gravel?"
"Sure."
"Great. Haul it off guys." Several dump trucks and in-loaders appeared and loaded every piece of the gravel into the trucks. Minutes later, the kids where left standing on an empty lot.
Phineas looked up and said. "Well that was fun."
Everyone nodded. Ferb jerked his head around, looking at from person to person. Waiting for a certain line to be said. When he saw that no one was going to, he spoke up.
"Oh, for heavens sake, I'll say it. That rocked."
…...
The owner of the Danville Rock Emporium opened up the back gate to let the trucks in. When he did, he saw all the pile of gravel left over from the fight earlier. His hands fell to his side as his jaw dropped. "OH COME ON!"
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