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Chapter 1 "Hey FERB!" the ten-year-old redhead shouted to his brother as he shot up from his blue bed sheets.  He turned sideways to look at the purple bed across from him. There he saw Ferb soundly sleeping beneath his covers, with his mouth slightly open and his hand dangling off the edge, hovering over an open book that was lying on the floor. "Wake up, sleepy head!" Phineas shouted again, reaching behind himself to grab one of his pillows.  He hoisted it above his head and launched it across the room, colliding it squarely with the green-haired face of his brother. Ferb's eyes opened sleepily, and fixed on the smiling face of Phineas.

Chapter 1 June 11th was Phineas' seventeenth birthday.  But today wasn't June 11th; in fact, it was June 23rd. Though festivities and celebrations had finished well over a week ago, both Ferb and Phineas had deemed it still a "birthday week."  They had partaken in all kinds of birthday projects, from a pneumatic balloon popper at the actual party, to an extravagant fireworks display they had just put on yesterday. Yet, as the date grew further away, the two brothers had to finish up the last day of their birthday celebrations with a special creation.  For this one, Phineas had to specifically order the power cells from an out-of-town suppl

Chapter 1 Phineas and Ferb entered the doorway of their house, Phineas waving his math book out in front of him.  He took out the sheet of questions that their high school professor had given them and placed both on the kitchen table.  Soon he had lifted his backpack off his back and placed it under the table's legs. "How many did we have to do before Thursday?" Phineas asked, coming to sit in the chair with the scattered papers in front of him.  He took out his pencil and looked over the list of math problems. But Ferb had slowly followed behind Phineas, walking through the door with his feet dragging along the wood floor.  He stopped and

Chapter 1 "Three more tightens!" Phineas called out as the teenager spun his wrench around a nut on the side of their newly-built machine.  "Aaaaand... Done!" He stood back beside his brother Ferb as they both looked over their handiwork.  Two metal platforms sat raised on either side, joined by a bulky central shaft.  Each platform was covered by its own shield; one was red and one was blue. Phineas grabbed his basketball that was sitting at the corner of the lawn, and they were just about to start the test run when their sister, Candace, came bursting out from the house. "Alright, what does this thing do??" she demanded. "Glad you came

Chapter 1 It must be built. I have told you before, nothing can build it.  It's impossible. Ah, but there is one who can… Phineas Flynn.  His capabilities are renowned throughout the earth.  Use his skills to see it built. He must do it, and you must ensure that he does.  Use the trust of the ones closest to him.  Bend it.  Manipulate it.  Abuse it.  Infiltrate his life through the one person he relies on the most.  Ferb Fletcher. * * * Phineas had his nose pressed up against a side window as the subway sped beneath New York City.  The three teenagers and their parents were patiently waiting on the booth seats as the blur of the tu

Chapter 1 "Look at this!" Phineas said as he approached a white post in the high school hallway.  The other four teenagers gathered around to look at the poster that Phineas had referenced. Friday afternoon had left the group fatigued, and after the last class of the day the five of them had eagerly rushed to their lockers.  Now Phineas had pulled them off to the side and was pointing at the printed advertisement. Its gold lettering was placed wispily at the top; its background was a picture of a dark night, with a rickety old building in the center.  At the bottom was a chunk of text, in the same font as the