Kale opens the door to the studio and flicked a switch. Sadly the lights wouldn't turn on. In a state of panic, the minion flicked the switch repeatedly. He pulled out a flashlight from his pocket and went directly to the nearby desk. There was a pile of bills lying there. He gasped, in shock, and realized they were long overdue.
The rest of the crew members walked in.
"Hey Kale!" Greeted Phineas.
The minion yelped in surprise.
"Oh! Sorry if I scared you. Uhh, what happened to all the lights?" Asked Phineas.
Kale chuckled nervously, as he handed the bills to Sabrina.
"Oy! Gamala! Eh! Eh!" He ordered Sabrina.
Sabrina took the stack of envelopes and perused them. With a nod of her head she removed the bills from their envelopes and quickly calculated the damage. "He's not going to like this." She muttered to herself as she went into the office, softly closing the door behind her.
"Where's the audience?" Asked Isabella.
"We're right over here!" Yelled one of the Audience members.
"Good! Because we gotta get started! Our guest is arriving any minute!"
"All right! Places everyone!" Announced Phineas.
The people scrambled around in the dark for their places.
"Uhh, where exactly is the… Ow!" Isabella reacted.
"Uhh am I sitting on the right chair?" Asked Phineas.
Some crashing noises were heard. "Yo okay!" Said Kale.
"Okay… I think I'm in my spot now. Anyway, please welcome "the zapdos!"
Crickets chirp nearby. Nothing happens in the next few seconds.
"Wait… where are those crickets coming from?" Isabella inquired. "Buford! Release those crickets right now!"
Buford chuckled mischievously. The sound of his footsteps faded as he walked away.
"Gyaoo!" A legendary shriek suddenly cleaved the sky with a shock of thunder. Even though there wasn't a cloud in the sky, lightning bolts suddenly crackled across the horizon.
The minion panicked and ran around. He ended up clutching onto someone, trembling.
Far beyond the distant horizons a tiny speck was growing fast. Soon, it took the shape of a bird with sharp, spiky feathers of yellow down.
"That's him!" Announced Phineas. "Open the ceiling!"
The two inventors split up and headed to where they supposed the levers were on the opposite sides of the room. Luckily they didn't bump into anything or anyone. They clasped the levers and together they pulled them.
The great winged Pokemon quickly came to hover over the studio building, and descended carefully as a large hatch opened below. His light was so bright that it blinded everyone in the studio. The audience screamed in horror.
"The light! It burns!" Yelled one of the audience members.
"My watermelon!" Yelled another audience member.
The zapdos cooed apologetically and roosted on the stage. As the static buildup remaining in his feathers faded away, the energy surrounding his aura dimmed and the people could see again.
The audience sighed in relief.
"Wow! You're a giant electric bird! Looks like Kale wasn't kidding when he described you. Say… where is Kale?" exclaimed Phineas. "It's so dark I can't see. Anyway, welcome to the show!"
"Gyaoo! Gyaoo!" the zapdos cried, apparently unable to speak.
"Oh right. There's a translator in front of you."
"Zapdos? Zapdos?" the zapdos suddenly found itself unable to say anything but its name!
"Whoops!" Phineas interrupted. "The batteries might be low, try powering it up!"
The zapdos shrugged before a small humming noise filled the room, and a small jolt of electricity shot from his body and powered the device in front of him. "Testing, testing," he tried once more. "Oh, hey! I can talk!"
The audience applauded and cheered.
"Great! Welcome to our show!"
"Thanks! I am happy to be here!" Looking around and seeing that the room was dark, the zapdos spoke again. "Hey, why is it so dark?" he asked.
"Unfortunately, our boss, Kale, wasn't able to pay the electric bill. Now we're running low on electricity; would you mind if you…"
"What, Phineas and Ferb couldn't whip up a generator for you, or anything?"
Kale chuckled nervously.
"All right, just this once…" Deciding he wasn't against showing off, the zapdos charged up in a brilliant flare of blinding light and zapped an electric box conveniently located nearby. The lights flickered briefly, then radiated to life, illuminating the room.
"Wow!" Exclaimed Phineas. "Thanks a bunch! Now our boss' budget can finally pay for it in no time! Wouldn't you… Kale?... What're you… doing with Isabella?"
Kale and Isabella were clutched to each other, trembling. Kale opened his eyes and broke away from Isabella once he realized the unfortunate circumstance.
Kale chuckled nervously. "Dido.." He said apologetically.
"Eheh…. It's okay." Said Phineas, scratching his ear.
"Uh Phineas? Could we take two on the intro please?" Requested Isabella.
"Sure Isabella!" Said Phineas.
"Great!" She cleared her throat. "Please welcome "the zapdos!""
THEZAPDOS!
A sign with the guest author's name dings.
The audience applauds with loud cheers.
The zapdos extended a wing to wave. "Thank you!" he said, feeling quite comfortable in the spotlight.
"Again! Welcome to our show!" Greeted Phineas. "Where did you get such majestic power? Are you from another dimension or something?"
"Not another dimension, another fandom. It's completely different, but sort of the same."
"A fandom? That's a word I've never heard of before. What's it mean?"
"I can explain that." Said Isabella sweetly. "A fandom is a community of fanfiction authors who write for the same book, cartoon, TV show, etc. Like for example, Mr. Kale over there is part of the Phineas and Ferb fandom, and so is Ms. Sabrina and Ms. Amy!"
"Hey!" Greeted Kale.
"Not just writers, but anyone who enjoys a particular piece of fiction. Some just enjoy reading, others dress up as a favourite character. Then some people collect everything they can find in relation to their favourite corner of fandom."
"Oh! Very well explained Isabella!"
The crowd applauds.
Isabella blushes. "Th-thanks."
"Sort of like, 'Phinabella'," the zapdos teased.
Phineas chuckled nervously. "Very funny. Anyway, next question. As an author what's your specialty? Well… besides generating electricity. Every author has a specialty right?"
"Well," the zapdos began, "I don't know if you could consider this a specialty, but most of my stories are simply fan-made episodes. The sort that you could read and say, 'yeah, I could see that happening on the show.' They follow the repetitious format we all know and love. Mainly, I love the show so much that I wouldn't change anything about it, and that's just the way I like my fanfiction."
"Oh really? That's cool!" Reacted Phineas. "Could you give us a demonstration?"
The crowd oooed and clapped repeatedly, calling him to demonstrate.
"Uh, I don't know, guys, it's kind of hard on the spot. Why don't I share a little bit about my next story idea instead?"
"Could you at least try? I'll do a dare if you do it." Said Phineas.
"Okay," reluctantly agreed the guest. "This snippet is from one of my previous works, Kick It Up A Knotch! episode two, which is an episode where the boys decide to build a Willy Wonka-like candy factory."
The guest author gives the script.
"Alright!" Said Phineas, scanning through the documents. "Hey guys! Come over here! We're gonna have to speak these lines!"
"Yes! Time for Buford Van Stomm to shine!" Said Buford.
The gang gathered to the stage. Phineas distributes the documents and they all scanned through the script.
"Wait! We need a narrator in this!" Said Phineas.
"Oh, wait! I'm on it!" the zapdos spoke. "I know what we're going to do today! We're gonna hold a reader's theater!"
"Hey!" Phineas chuckled. "That's my line!"
"Sorry, couldn't help myself." the zapdos cleared his throat and began.
The rest of the gang ran off-stage for their places. Phineas and Ferb stood on stage reading the script.
"Phineas and Ferb stood in the backyard," the zapdos read, "each holding one end of a blueprint that was as tall as they were."
"The way I see it," Phineas was explaining, "we'll keep the candy corn next to the sweethearts, because they're the two seasonal treats that nobody really likes."
The zapdos continued. "Just as he finished, the gate opened, and Isabella poked her head through."
"Hey Ferb, hey Phineas. What'cha doin'?" Greeted Isabella.
"Oh, hey Isabella, come on in and we'll show ya," Phineas waved her in.
"Isabella entered the backyard through the wooden gateway," the zapdos narrated.
Isabella walked slightly closer to Phineas on the stage.
"Today, Ferb and I are building our own candy factory." Said Phineas. "We'll have everything you can think of: chocolates, gum drops, sour chews, sugar cubes, caramel confections—basically, you name it, we make it."
"Did I hear someone say 'candy'?" Buford's voice called out from off-screen as he and Baljeet entered stage left.
"You probably did," Phineas answered. "Once the factory's up and running, our candy production will begin without delay."
"Lucky I'm still wearing my costume from last Halloween!" Buford exclaimed.
Baljeet had a look of disgust. "You were wearing your regular clothes for Halloween?"
"I was going as a bully, so I could scare little kids and take their bags of candy when they ran off, screaming."
The audience chuckled.
Phineas, Isabella, and Ferb looked at Buford blankly.
"And you have not changed or washed them in all that time?" asked the short math-lover.
"Hey! I'm not short! My growth hormones just haven't activated yet!" Reacted the nerd, interrupting the show.
"Will you stop calling me a nerd?!" Reacted Baljeet again.
"There! Much better."
"Let's get back to the script shall we?" Asked Phineas.
"Right. My apologies." Baljeet paused and repeated his last line. "And you have not changed or washed them in all that time?" asked the mathematical genius of relatively average height.
Buford cleared his throat and resumed his line. "It preserves the authenticity of the costume for next year."
"Baljeet took one big lateral step away from his companion," read the zapdos, and Baljeet did so.
The audience laughed.
Buford ignored the gesture. "Well, I think that's great. Candy, who doesn't love candy? I love candy. Candy's great."
"I would prefer something that is sugar-free," Baljeet interrupted, "it is healthier for you."
"Well then you can go eat some tree bark, for all I care!" Buford coldly stated. "I want it as unhealthy and fattening as I can get! Gimme the candy!"
Suddenly Buford thought of an idea. "Tree bark huh? I could stuff you with some right now!" He said, interrupting the session once again.
Baljeet looked at him fearfully.
Phineas cleared his throat, resuming the skit. He held up his hands. "Whoa; we have to build the factory first, then we can work on the candy."
"Buford was pacified," explained the narrator, "and within minutes the group was constructing the framework." The gang started hammering thin air with invisible hammers. "While they worked, Baljeet timidly turned to the bully and asked-"
"You did not by chance scare a boy wearing a chicken costume last year and take his candy, did you?" Asked Baljeet.
"Huh, scaring a kid in a chicken costume? I think I'd remember something like that," Buford said. "What's it to ya?"
"Nothing," Baljeet hastily replied.
The Audience laughed and did a standing ovation. The minion cheered and clapped hysterically.
"Take a bow, everybody!" exclaimed the zapdos.
The narrator, actors and actress bowed.
"That is a great script! I think I'd imagine me and Ferb getting involved in something like that." Phineas' eyes suddenly widened. "That's it! I know what we're gonna do tomorrow!"
"So what's it like to be an electric bird?"
"What's it like to be an electric bird? I dunno, what's it like to be a human? I do enjoy the flying, though. You guys are missing out there."
"Oh really?!" Asked Phineas, excitedly. "Things like what? What do you see when you go sky high?"
"Um, Phineas? Haven't you already flown using a bunch of things? Flying carpets, rocket ships, children's quarter machine toys, anti-gravity fun launchers-seems to me like of all the people in the world, you would be the one who needs that answer explained to (the) least." Turning to face the audience, the zapdos continued. "Of course, for those of you who haven't experienced the pleasure of flight, let me assure you it is not for the faint of heart. Great fortitude is necessary to look down from the skies above and not be able to tell anyone apart, be they man, woman, or platypus."
The crowd comes to their feet in a standing ovation, and so does the crew. Kale on the other hand ran up to the zapdos and pumped his fist while jumping up and down in front of the creature.
"Whoa," the zapdos recoiled. "Space, dude; space."
"Oh! Okay, okay! Kapai! Kapai!" The minion cheered, then ran back to the camera.
"I very much agree. Flying does feel great! Wouldn't you say so er…. Isabella?"
Isabella giggled. "I think we're on the same page Phineas."
"Er… yes, yes we are. Anyway, next question. How do you write or type the keyboard as an electric bird?"
"Oh, I don't type," explained the zapdos. "I suppose I could peck at the buttons with my beak or perhaps even my talons, but-'it's not very effective.' My trainer is the one who does all the writing! I just post the stories on the net, sort of like a messenger Pidgey!
"Uhh don't you mean pigeon?" Asked Phineas.
"No, Pidgey. You know, the dull, brainless embarrassment of a Pokemon that only travels in packs, is easily captured by the least talented of trainers, and is pathetically weak, even after evolving? No, you don't know? Oh, okay. I thought we were on the same page; no, it's cool. I mean, at least it isn't Magikarp."
"Hey!" Interrupted Irving. "I think Pidgey's a cool Pokemon. He can evolve into Pidgeotto once he reaches level 30, and into Pidgeot once he reaches level 60! He does some super cool moves too like, Whirlwind Attack or… Tackle! I bet it can even beat you one-on-one!."
"Er, close, Irving," the zapdos corrected. "Pidgey actually evolves at level 18 and again at level 36, but you are correct otherwise. Wait! What do you mean it can beat me one-on-one?! Maybe if I'd just barely hatched from my egg, was born with no wings, and someone put a blindfold on me!"
"Darn you electric types! I'll prove it to you one day! The family of Pidgies will band together against you!"
The studio fell silent. Crickets were heard chirping in the background.
"Yeah, I don't want to argue. My time here is limited," the zapdos replied.
"Pulisya!" Called Kale.
Bouncers came out and took the geek with glasses out.
"Hey! Let me go! Let me at 'em! I've got my pokemon here in my arcade console!"
"Wow! I never knew Irving had such an interest in arcade games." Realized Phineas.
"Poor Irving," the zapdos sighed. "He'll become a normal, functioning member of society in a decade or so, with a little luck. Maybe he'll even get a girlfriend. Any Irving shippers out there?" the zapdos asks the audience.
Once again, crickets chirped as the audience fell silent.
"Make that two decades," the zapdos tacked on.
"I've actually seen a ship of Irving and Gretchen before," Amy chimed in briefly from her new spot by the lights.
"Bleaugh!" Reacted Kale.
"Wait a minute!" the zapdos changed the subject. "I just remembered something, Phineas. You owe me a dare, you silly little triangle-headed you!"
"Oh right! I almost forgot! So what would you dare me?"
Isabella suddenly got excited and blushed. Ferb smirked. The audience whistled, but Phineas didn't seem to notice.
The zapdos chuckled to himself, seeing their reactions. "Let's see, I could have you build another supercomputer in my backyard, and I could ask it to project where I should invest on Wall Street," he thought aloud. "Or, I could have you give me your Beak suit so I could be a superhero…" Glancing at Isabella, the zapdos noted that she was getting even more nervous by the second. Playfully, he turned the pressure on her. "Do you have any ideas, Isabella?"
"Huh?!" Reacted Isabella. "Oh… uhh… could you uh…." Isabella squealed, covered her face and ran off-stage.
Phineas' arched his brow. "What's up with her?"
"Girls are weird," the zapdos stated. "And I bet a lot of authors are going to hate me now for saying that."
"I agree, girls are complex." Sabrina whispered.
"Well I think Isabella's a pretty cool girl." Commented Phineas. "Anyway, any other last messages before you take off again?"
"Well," said the zapdos, "I have always wanted to do this. PIERRE! Did anyone look? I bet you like half the people down there are looking around going, 'who is calling my name?"
Crickets played in the background.
"Buford! The crickets again!"
"Whoops! Sorry! Imma release them to the wild now!" Buford exits the stage.
"Well I guess that's it! "the zapdos" everybody!"
The audience does a standing ovation. Kale snapped the clapper board, marking the end of the show.
(Author's Note)
I just realized that lately I have been getting inactive. Well maybe it's because I have other stuff too other than Phineas and Ferb. Don't worry I'm not going anywhere, I don't plan on leaving this fandom anytime soon. I would call myself a loser of I did. I don't wanna quit writing.
Anyway the link below is the original document of our interview. Take note that it's edited. Be sure to remove the parenthesis and edit it until you form an appropriate link. I hope you liked this chapter BTW!
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