Play Phineas and Ferb Theme Song

The wind blows multiple calendar pages into the air, starting on June 3.

There's 104 days of Summer Vacation

Then School comes along just to end it

Phineas and Ferb sit under a tree in their backyard.

So the annual problem for our generation

Is finding a good way to spend it

Cue montage of the boys doing multiple activities.

Like maybe

First, the boys land on the moon. They jump out of the rocket and float forwards.

Second, Phineas climbs on top of Ferb. They try to fight a mummy.

Third, they climb up a certain French tower.

Building a rocket or fighting a mummy

Or climbing up the Eiffel Tower

Fourth, Ferb removed a tarp to show a weird unicorn-turtle hybrid. Phineas takes a picture of it.

Fifth, the boys force a monkey into the shower. Neither of them enjoy this one.

Discovering something that doesn't exist

Or giving a monkey a shower

Sixth, they surf on a large wave.

Seventh, they create tiny robots.

Eighth, they find Frankenstein's monster. The brain is missing from the head. It doesn't take them that long to find.

Ninth, they find a bird.

Tenth, they fly on a helicopter with a large paintbrush over the city. They covered the city in orange paint.

Eleventh, the boys work on a painting. The painting depicts a red-headed girl with a mustache.

Surfing tidal waves, creating nanobots, or locating Frankenstein's brain

Finding a dodo bird, painting a continent, or driving your sister insane

Turns out, this girl isn't actually a painting, but the boys' sister, Candace. She turns to Phineas angrily.

"Phineas!" she shouts.

The boys do multiple things, all the while their sister watches angrily.

Film a movie.

Build a giant robot dog.

Tamper with a car.

Ride a rollercoaster.

As you can see, there's a whole lot of stuff to do before School starts this fall

Candace talks to a friend on the phone. She doesn't notice the boys carrying a live elephant into the backyard until she hears Phineas call out, "Come on, Perry!" That gets her attention.

Later, she's seen playing "Whack-a-Pest". The pests that pop out are her brothers and their pet platypus.

So stick with us, 'cause Phineas and Ferb are gonna do it all

Afterwards, the boys dance around and play guitar as images of the infinite possibilities flash by.

So stick with us, 'cause Phineas and Ferb are gonna do it all

When the boys are done, they pose. Their sister comes in.

"Mom, Phineas and Ferb are making a title sequence!" she shouts.

The boys stare at her for a second. They then brush it off and resume their poses.

End Intro

104 Days of Summer Vacation

Day 33

The Baljeatles

A loud siren echoed all throughout Maple Drive.

Phineas and Ferb did their best to ignore the noise and come up with something to do. After a while, though, they gave in.

"Alright, what the hell is that sound?" Phineas asked. "Come on, Ferb. I know what we're not gonna do today! We're not gonna figure out what we're gonna do today as long as that noise keeps up."

With that, the boys left the backyard.

Phineas and Ferb weren't the only ones disturbed by the noise. Candace was also annoyed.

"That's it," she said as she went to the window. "If you don't stop that noise, I'm so gonna bust you…"

Candace stopped herself when she realized no one was in the backyard.

"Candace, stop trying to bust your backyard," Stacy scolded.

That's when her phone rang. Candace quickly answered it.

"Jeremy!" she said happily. "Yes. See you in a bit. Thanks. No, you get off the…" Jeremy hung up. "Huh, that actually worked."

"So?" Stacy asked.

"Jeremy just invited us to his friends' concert," Candace replied excitedly.

"Oh, I don't know. Lately, I've been feeling like a third wheel."

"What? No. It's more like, Jeremy and I are two wheels on a bicycle, and you're separate, on a unicycle going 'doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo'…" Candace stopped herself when something popped into her head. "Wait a minute, I just thought of something. Jeremy's never given me a nickname."

Stacy had a bad feeling about this. "Oh no."

"See, Jeremy only calls me 'Candace' and nothing else. When a guy makes you his girlfriend, he comes up with a nickname for you. A pet name like 'baby' or 'honey', his own personal stamp."

"Maybe you should just let whatever happens, you know, happen naturally."

That's when the siren returned.

"Where is that coming from?" Candace wondered.

Phineas, Ferb, and Perry followed the noise to Baljeet's house.

"Huh, for such a mild-mannered kid, we end up here for a lot of reasons," Phineas remarked before noticing Ferb's earplugs. "I wish I had earplugs."

Ferb gave Phineas an extra set of earplugs.

The boys entered Baljeet's room. They saw him holding a guitar and screaming.

"Baljeet, what's going on?" Phineas asked.

Baljeet continued to wail. Phineas was starting to get a little irritated.

"Baljeet!" he said a little louder.

Baljeet still didn't stop. By now, Phineas had enough.

"Baljeet!" he snapped.

Baljeet finally stopped.

"Oh, hello my friends," he greeted as if nothing was wrong. "I did not hear you come in."

"Is everything okay?" Phineas asked, just a little bit calmer.

"If by that, you mean, my life is a meaningless black cauldron of swirling failure, then yes. Everything is groovy."

Phineas felt genuinely concerned. "That is not at all what I meant."

"I signed up for a class called 'Summer Rocks' believing it was a geology course. It turned out to be a Rock n Roll camp. No matter how hard I study, I just do not rock. I could actually get an…" Baljeet couldn't bring himself to say it. "That terrible letter that shall not be named! Ineas, Erb, what am I gonna do?"

"That was an interesting sound that came out of your guitar. I think you'll be just fine."

"That was not my guitar. That was me. That was my fail wail." Baljeet started to scream again.

"Baljeet, we get it!" Phineas yelled. "You can stop!"

Baljeet stopped.

"Thank you," said Phineas. "We can show you how to rock." Phineas noticed Perry was gone. "Hey, I think your fail wail scared Perry off."

Perry slid down the chute. For whatever reason, his lair was dark, and a man in a security uniform was there waiting for him.

"Ticket please," he said.

Perry handed the man a ticket.

"Right this way," the man said as he led Perry to his chair. "Enjoy the show."

The screen showed a mix of black and white visuals.

A ticking clock.

A deserted playground.

Water dripping off of a leaf.

"Evil, wait, you, await," said Monogram's voice.

Monogram appeared on screen. A tear slowly and dramatically dripped down his face.

"Evil awaits," he continued.

"Cut!" came Carl's voice.

"Ah, come on!" Monogram said frustratedly. "Sorry, Agent P. Carl's been taking film classes and now believes I'm 'stifling his creativity as my cameraman'."

"Camera artist," Carl corrected as he appeared on screen.

He quickly fixed Monogram's face and left.

"Seems Doctor Doofenshmirtz has been buying baby supplies all over town," Monogram went on. "One can only imagine what he's doing. Two can discuss it between themselves. More than two is frankly a waste of resources. Good luck, Agent P."

Perry left to do his mission.

"Once more with feeling," Carl ordered.

"The agency isn't paying for these classes, are they?" Monogram asked.

"I have read every book on the history of rock music," Baljeet explained.

"Wow, Baljeet," Phineas remarked. "Rock n Roll isn't about books. It's about letting go and having fun. It's about telling the world how you feel."

"Feel about what?"

"Expressing yourself. I mean, what do you do when you're angry?"

"Math."

"What about when you're sad?"

"Math."

"Happy?"

"Math." Baljeet said that one in a sing-song voice.

"So every feeling you have makes you wanna do math?" Phineas asked.

"I don't know if it's cause and effect. I do a lot of math. The feelings come and go."

Candace and Stacy made it to the concert.

"What kind of concert is this?" Stacy wondered.

"It's the Summer Rocks Graduation Concert," Candace explained. "Jeremy's friend, Coltrane, is the instructor." Candace saw Jeremy and Coltrane close by. "Oh, there they are!"

"That's Coltrane?" Stacy asked, noticing the boy next to Jeremy.

Coltrane was an African-American boy with dark, riled-up hair. He wore a white T-shirt, a gray long-sleeve shirt underneath it, blue jeans, and red shoes.

"He's really cute," Stacy remarked.

"He kinda is," Candace said. "Wait, do you like Coltrane?"

"I mean, we never talked to each other before…"

"What should we do? Hide? No, pretend you're a talent scout. Ooh, I think I have a fake mustache."

"Or we can just say hi."

Stacy took Candace's hand and carried her to the boys.

"Hey guys," Stacy greeted.

"Hey gals," Jeremy replied.

"Ha," Candace laughed, blushing. "Yeah, that's me. 'The gal'. Gosh, when did you start calling me that?"

"Hi, I'm Stacy," Stacy said to Coltrane as she shook his hand.

"How you doing?" Coltrane asked. "I'm Coltrane."

"I like your hair."

"Thanks, I like your bow. Let me show you around."

Coltrane led Stacy away.

"Wow, Coltrane and Stacy," Jeremy remarked. "That was easy."

Jeremy stopped talking when he saw Candace glaring at him as if she was disappointed. He blushed a bit in embarrassment.

"Did I do something wrong?" he asked.

Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated

Perry snuck into the apartment by pretending to be a teddy bear. Once he was brought into the room, he took off the disguise.

That's when a six-armed robot dressed like a mom showed up. Perry tried to escape, but the robot grabbed him.

She strapped Perry, covered his bottom half with powder, then put on a diaper. After that, she put him in a large cage.

"Oh, congratulations," Doof said sarcastically as he entered the room. "It's a platypus. What do you think of my new nanny-inator? Nice, huh? You know what time it is?"

Doof sat on a rocking chair as he took out what looked like a children's picture book.

"Evil story time," he announced. "See, I wrote my new evil scheme in pop-up book format. Once upon a time, yesterday, like a quarter to six, I was watching a nature documentary…"

Doof opened the book to reveal a pop-up of him watching the TV.

"And I learned how before a baby's born, its constant companion is the soothing, steady beat of its mother's heart," he continued. He then turned the page to reveal a pop-up of a mother comforting her baby. "Even after it's born, the sound of the mother's heartbeat continues to be a safe calming beacon to a growing child…"

Doof turned the page again, revealing the baby is all grown up, yet he still hugs his mother and sucks his thumb.

"In some cases, up until their early thirties," Doof went on. He turned the page a third time, showing a pop-up of Doof standing above the Tri-State Area. "Suddenly, I was struck with a brilliant idea to project the sound of my own heartbeat across the city, causing all the babies to believe that I am their leader. Like the Pied Piper except with babies. I will have a mighty baby army and no one will fight back, because you know, babies."

Doof turned the page one final time, revealing a pop-up of the exact same scenario he was in at that moment.

"Then the time came to tell you my evil plan in pop-up book form, which is right now" he finished as he gestured to the giant heart behind him. "Behold, the Bum-Bum-inator."

"Rock's not about getting good grades and following the rules," Phineas explained. "It's about rebellion. It's about using music to express your feelings and emotions. Just play how you feel."

Baljeet played a single cord.

"Baljeet, that's just an A-cord," Phineas berated.

"I feel like I want an A," Baljeet retorted.

Phineas sighed. "This is gonna be harder than we thought."

"Do you think you can teach me how to play the bass?" Stacy asked.

"Let's see if you have big bass-player hands," Coltrane replied.

That's when Candace popped out of the bushes and started making bird noises.

"Excuse me," Stacy told Coltrane. "I have to talk to my friend."

"It's cool," Coltrane assured. "I gotta prepare for the show. Save me a dance?"

Stacy approached Candace.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"How's it going with you and Coltrane?" asked Candace

"It's going really well," Stacy replied. "He asked me to save him a dance."

"He did? What do you think he meant by that?"

"He could just want to dance with me."

"You know men are a lot more complicated than that."

"What about you and Jeremy? Has he given you a nickname yet?"

"No."

"Maybe Jeremy isn't the kinda guy who nicknames people." Stacy noticed Jeremy coming by. "Hey, here he comes now."

Jeremy passed by some people in the crowd.

"Yo T-Bone," he greeted. "Hey, Clamo. What up, Sassy Miss K? Mo-Mo. Binky." Jeremy then approached Candace. "Hey, Candace. Where have you been?"

Feeling awkward, Stacy walked away. "I'll see you later."

"Catch you later, Staceroo," Jeremy said.

Candace glared at Jeremy.

"What?" he asked.

Phineas, Ferb, Baljeet, and Buford came out of a limo wearing Rock n Roll attire.

The quartet saw Django play an electric violin on stage. The crowd was impressed.

"I do not know about this," Baljeet said, wanting to back out.

"Hey, it'll be great," Phineas assured. "Just remember what we practiced. Follow the beat and let your feelings out through the music."

"I'm about to let my feelings out through these pleather pants."

"Okay, I'm almost ready," said Doof, who had a monitor strapped to his arm. "This monitor takes my pulse and transmits it to the Bum-Bum-inator, which will then broadcast my heartbeat to all the babies in the Tri-State Area. See?"

Doof showed the giant heart was starting to pump.

"You might say I'm wearing my sleeve on my…" Doof was about to say before realizing it sounded wrong. "I mean, my heart is wearing… never mind. You get it."

Doof raised the giant heart onto the roof.

"And now, the moment you've all been waiting for," Coltrane announced. "The Baljeatles."

Phineas, Ferb, and Buford got on stage.

"Hey, cool beat, Buford," Phineas complimented.

But Buford wasn't playing the drums.

"Uh, thanks," he said, not wanting to hurt his pride.

Buford started to play the drums for real. Phineas and Ferb started their electric guitars.

Baljeet couldn't bring himself to get on stage. He knew there was a large crowd waiting for him. Many negative thoughts flooded through his mind, as he worried what would happen if he disappointed them.

"What's up, Baljeet?" Coltrane asked. "Your band's waiting for you."

"I cannot do it!" Baljeet panicked. "I just do not know how to rock! I know I am going to get a bad grade!"

"Wait, what are you talking about? This is Summer Rocks. There are no grades?"

"No grades? So, is it pass/fail?"

"No. We use a free-floating curriculum to encourage kids to just have fun."

Baljeet couldn't describe the anger that was flowing out of his system.

"I do not believe this!" he screamed. "I wasted all this time in a class without grades! If only there was some kind of outlet for me to express these feelings to my like-minded peer group!"

The cheers from outside reminded Baljeet where he was at. An idea came to mind.

"Pardon me!" he yelled as he picked up his guitar. "I want to try something!"

Play "Give Me a Grade"

Baljeet got on stage and walked to the microphone.

"Oh, yeah!" he shouted. "I have got something to say!"

Baljeet:

I have been burned by fake lesson plans

And a free-floating curriculum

I like my rules, baby, etched in stone

Because you know I'm gonna stick with them

Can I get a syllabus, a little discipline

Judge me on a scale from A to F?

You wasted all my time learning how to rhyme

And left me hanging from a treble clef

Somebody give me a grade

I need the man keeping me down

Somebody give me a grade

Is there a red band in this town?

Somebody give me a grade

I already said it, I may not get a credit today

Somebody give me a grade

And make it an A

Pause "Give Me a Grade"

Doof rocked back and forth on his rocking chair.

"Okay, now to relax and keep my heart rate slow and steady," he said to himself. "Too much excitement will cause my heart to beat too fast."

Perry felt himself needing to pee. This gave him an idea. He let it all out.

The robot showed up, having sensed the 'accident'.

"Change time, change time," she repeated.

The robot reached out her arm. Perry dodged. He then climbed the arm to get out of the cage.

He then leaped at Doof. Doof ran away, causing his heart rate to go up.

"Perry the Platypus, stop chasing me!" he demanded. "I'm supposed to keep my heart rate down!"

Continue "Give Me a Grade"

"Ooh, I'm so upset!" Baljeet shouted.

Baljeet:

I am stone-cold on a roll

I won't be told how to vent

I won't cry outside, I'm here to testify

But with the establishment

My parents understand me

Even though they aren't hard on me

I felt the need to help the system out

I ain't gonna waste my summer

Being just a total bummer

Put a mike in front of me and I'll shout

Stacy and Coltrane danced to the song.

Next to them, Candace and Jeremy were also dancing together.

Baljeet:

Give me a grade

You know I'm gonna wreck the curve

Somebody give me a grade

The only letter I deserve

Somebody give me a grade

This isn't a request, I demand there be a test today

Give me a grade

End "Give Me a Grade"

Doof heard the monitor beating very fast.

"Not good," he said to himself.

He heard the giant heart pop. The cord carried him into the air with it.

"Curse you, Perry the Platypus!" he shouted as he flew away.

Right as the song ended, Candace fell into Jeremy's arms.

"Just call me 'Can't-Dance' Flynn," she joked.

"Okay, so that's your new nickname?" Jeremy asked.

Candace realized her mistake. "What? No. I wasn't supposed to nickname myself! You were supposed to come up with it! You don't even try!"

Candace calmed down when she felt Jeremy hold her hands.

"Calm down," he said calmly. "I don't not give you a nickname because I don't care enough to come up with one. I just think 'Candace' is a nice name. It's your name."

Candace smiled and blushed.

"Ah," came Stacy's voice.

Candace and Jeremy saw Stacy and Coltrane watching the scene unfold. The latter two were holding hands.

"Well, Baljeet," said Phineas. "If it means anything, I give you an A-plus in rock."

"Thanks, but that means almost nothing to me now," Baljeet assured. "I think I'm done with extra-curricular summer courses. I think I should do what you do, make the most of every day."

"Good," Buford said as he caught Baljeet in a noogie. "It means I can do this more."

Usually, Baljeet didn't like noogies, but for some reason, he didn't mind receiving it from Buford. He realized that could only mean one thing.

A.N.

Now this was an episode I was looking forward to.

One thing I find weird about this show is how Baljeet taking summer courses is just not brought up after this episode. I decided to fix that by having it so he decides to stop doing summer courses and just, as Phineas and Ferb put it, "seize the day".

I did change the lyrics of Give Me a Grade a little. I wanted it to have a bit of progression, as Baljeet goes from venting out his frustration over not being graded to venting out his frustration towards himself for putting pressure on himself. I'm not a songwriter, so I'm sorry if I didn't convey the message the way I wanted to.

Last thing worthy of note, Baljeet has gained a crush on Buford. The next chapter will focus on developing their relationship.

Thanks for reading.