Konbanwa everyone. Sorry for the REALLY LATE update. I've had writers block for how long. Actually, someone else is currently helping me with this fanfic, so these next few chapters will be redo's of the previous ones. They don't vary too much from the original (except for taking out the theme song), but these are still better ;)

Chapter 1:

It started as any normal day. Well, as normal as you can get with the Flynn-Fletcher brothers. Phineas and Ferb were lying under the shady tree in their backyard, looking at the clouds through breaks in the branches. They already built a rollercoaster – twice – so they decided to do something different this time, as fun as rollercoasters are. Now if only they could find out what.

Phineas sighed, "Ferb, do you have any ideas? My mind is blank."

Ferb only shrugged in reply.

Phineas sighed again. Then he thought of something. "Hey, Ferb, I know what we're going to do today!"

Ferb looked at Phineas.

Phineas looked back at Ferb, then said, "Man, I forgot it already."

Ferb sighed.

Suddenly, Phineas heard an unfamiliar sound. But to Ferb, it was a sound that was all too familiar. A mechanical voice that was too far to make out what it was saying, but what reached them sounded something like "e . . . e . . . t . . . !"

However, it wasn't the words that mattered as much as the voice. Okay, the words mattered a lot, but it wasn't the only thing that could determine what the mechanical robot really was.

"Hey, what's that?" Phineas asked. "Let's go check it out!" He started running toward the sound, but Ferb's hand on his shoulder stopped him. Ferb shook his head. "W-well, okay, if you say so."

Ferb took his hand off of Phineas and took out his phone.

"Hey, Ferb, what are you doing?" Phineas asked.

Ferb held his index finger up, signaling for Phineas to wait. Isabella came in through the gate, followed by Buford and Baljeet, and asked, "Whatchya doin'?"

"Shh," Phineas responded, "I think Ferb is calling someone."

"Well, who's he calling?"

"That's just it, I don't know."

"Shh," Ferb said. Then he turned back to the phone.

The rest of the gang waited in silence. Then, the person Ferb was calling finally seemed to pick up.

"Yes, it's been a long time," Ferb said. "Almost too long." They waited for a few times. Ferb seemed to hesitate, then said, "I think it might be better if you come here . . . Yes, I know, but this is urgent. They are, after all, you're greatest enemy . . . Yes, they are . . . Thank you. Goodbye."

"Who was that?" Buford asked.

"Wait for it," Ferb replied.

A noise came from the inside of the house and Candace burst out the back door. "What are you two doing?!" Candace demanded.

"Well, right now we're waiting for Ferb's friend to come by," Phineas said.

"Hm," Candace said, looking at the gang. "Carry on," she added, taking out her phone. "Hey, Stacey! Yeah, I know right? I mean, what on earth was he doing?"

Suddenly, a scraping, whooshing sound filled the Flynn-Fletcher backyard. "What is that?" Candace asked.

"I dunno," Phineas replied.

"Hm," Candace replied, "Stace, I'm gonna have to call you back."

An object slowly materialized under the tree and the noise stopped when it was fully there.

"Anybody else seeing the blue box?" Candace asked.

A chorus of "yes"'s and "uh-huh"'s was spread throughout the group of children.

"What's a Police Public Call Box?" asked Isabella.

"It's how people in London got a hold of the police in the early 1900's" said Ferb.

"Ooohhh," the group said in unison.

The door of the police box opened and a man with brown hair and eyes, wearing a brown pinstriped suit with a white shirt and brown tie underneath, along with white converse for shoes, stepped out.

"Hello, there. I'm the Doctor." He greeted.

"Doctor who?" Phineas, Isabella, Buford, Baljeet and Candace asked.

So, wasn't that at least a little better? Btw, after posting these next few chapters, I probably won't be posting for a while. Some of my other fanfictions have maximum priority. I think I'm working on too many at once . . .

Ja ne!