Phineas and Ferb Porn Story: Little Phineas and Ferb Chapter 1

A/N: These stories are about the life of little Phineas and Ferb, and I would like to inform you this important fact: According to Dan Povenmire (the co-creator of the show), Phineas and Ferb were babies when their parents met at the Love Handle concert (which was in the 90s), while Candace was a toddler, and also, Phineas and Ferb are the same age, just different heights. So, like I said, this is about little Phineas and Ferb, starting with 4, while Candace is 8. But, I digress. Continue

Phineas Flynn stood on the roof of the house, a red curtain tied around his neck, while a red ski mask and goggles covered his head. Okay! he shouted to his green-haired stepbrother and his other friend, Baljeet, on the ground, in his high, squeaky voice. Put on the theme music!

Ferb clicked the play button on the little stereo he had making a superhero beat play.

Duh, duh, duh, duh, DUH! Duh, duh-duh, duh, duh, DUH! Duh, duh, duh, DUH! The music played.

I am not sure about this, shivered Baljeet, timidly, looking around. You-you could get hurt or in trouble.

Relax, Baljeet, said Phineas, backing up to get a head start for the jump. Duh, duh, DUH, DUH, DUH! Ready, and. He ran forward, his cape extended in a heroic pose as he jumped off the roof, I fly!

Phineas got some air before he inevitably toppled towards the ground, screaming. He landed in an opened trashcan with a booming thump.

Could-a, could somebody please get me outta here? he said, echoed in the trashcan.

The two boys ran up to pull Phineas out of the trashcan, a banana peel on his head.

I told you youd get hurt, Baljeet said shakingly as Phineas picked the banana peel off his head.

Baljeet, would you relax, like, once? said Phineas, annoyed and taking off his mask. So that plan crashed–

Literally, said Ferb, high and in his British accent, putting up his finger.

-but well fix it later, completed Phineas. Until then, Im starving. Who wants a cookie?

Baljeet perked up and said, I would like some. Oh, with the raisons, and the chocolate, and the 112 degrees on high. They walked into the kitchen, Phineas dusting himself off.

Hey, wait, whered Perry go? Phineas asked, stopping at the doorway. The others shrugged.

Perry, the small pet platypus, walked outside, where he stood up and knocked on the tree three times before its roots shot out to make it walk. It picked up Perry and threw him through the roof of the house.

There on the screen was Major Monogram, who said, Ah, Agent P, good morning, said Monogram, strumming his mustache as he read a newspaper, laughing.

Perry sat there, moving his eyes from left to right. He cleared his throat a few times, and then made a seldom-loud chattering. Then he taped on the monitor loudly and many times.

What-what?! shouted Monogram. Oh-oh, ahemSorry, Agent P. Its just-its just this article; its got a DOG who can play the trombone! The TROMBONE! Ha-ha!! Ha-ha! But-but, anyways, the evil Dr. Doofenshmirtz has captured all the fish and coolers in the tri-state area. Go, and, uh, s-s-s-s-stop himcah! Ha-ha!! John, you-you gotta see this dog! Ha-ha!! Perry ran off and into his small-hover jet, flying off.

Perry the Small-Platypus!

Meanwhile, in the front yard of the Flynn-Fletcher home, Phineas dropped the costume into the silver trashcan and closed it. He stepped back and said, Well, that pseudo is done and over with. Time to move onto the next daily plan.

Hey, Phineas, said the voice of Isabella as she walked up to the boys on the sidewalk.

Oh, hey, Isabella, said Phineas, a smile appearing on his face.

Isabella stared at the boy with large eyes, smile large, white teeth showing and shining, her black hair arched over her shoulder, and her cheeks beginning to blush. Phineas looked around with his eyes, nervously.

Uh he said, before he coughed into his arm loudly to stop the silence. Isabella?

What-?! Isabella shook her head quickly, blushing. Oh, whatcha doin? She smiled nervously.

Oh, well we were becoming superheroes, but the plan crashed, said Phineas, putting his fists on his sides. Now Im not sure what were gonna do

Oh, well, uh, maybe you can, like, build a roller coaster or something, Isabella said, twiddling her foot in the ground, slightly blushing.

Phineas laughed as he said, Roller coaster, ha-hacute, Isabella, but no, seriously, that gives me an idea

He raced to the house door, the others looking at each other with a should we, like, follow him, or something? face and then ran to follow him. They raced up the stairs, and by the time they got their, Phineas was squatting on the window seal, about to jump.

Phineas!? shouted Isabella, running into the room. What are you do-

Phineas cut her off by grabbing her hand, smiling, leaving her blushing and smiling. Then he threw her down with him, landing on a slide going at fast speed. The two screamed as they flew down, landing in a sandbox safely.

Ey, Ferb-O, come on down! You too, Baljeet! Phineas shouted, looking up at them.

The two shrugged, and jumped down, doing the same thing the other two had done. They all ended up in the sandbox, laughing.

So, Phineas, what are we gonna do today? asked Isabella, smiling a big toothy smile at the redheaded boy.

Elementary, my dear Isabella, said Phineas, putting his hands back together. You shall soon figure it out, soon indeed.

Seriously, what did you do, swallow an encyclopedia? asked Baljeet.

Phineas shrugged, humming I dont know, after a few moments of silence.

And now, Phineas Flynn, age 4, on

The Parts of the Brain.

Hey, said Phineas, playing around in his swivel chair. Whoa, okay, so, the brain is made up a lot of parts. Together, it makes up what your nervous system is made up of, not counting this hugaramic vein-thingy called the spinal cord that covers your spin. So, the parts of the brain are, um

(Vaudeville Beat plays)

(Phineas) On the top of it are the two frontal lobes,

Then right under those are the smaller parietal lobes,

Under that, comes three-times smaller, shaped like bendy-Thin old hollers,

Theyre the occipital looobes

Then comes to the side the good-old cerebrum,

Like the one in the old X-Men comics

Then in betweens the thalamus,

Next to the thinner hypothalamus,

Under whichs the gland, pituitary,

Then to other side, next is, surely,

The side of the lobes named early,

Back to the past side, to finish this,

The brain stem, split into three, is:

(Points to the parts as he goes)

Midbrain, which is at the top,

And under thats the huge old pons,

And finally at the bottoms the

(Breath)

The medulla oblongata!

And thats all the parts of the brain so far!

Yeah.

This has been Phineas Flynn, age 4, on

The Parts of the Brain

Ha, now if only I could figure out how to tie my shoes, ha-ha, said Phineas, pulling at his shoelaces as he swiveled on his swivel chair.