Soli Deo gloria

DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Phineas and Ferb. Here is another fic trying to imitate the nature of a Pnf episode. READ ON, MY WONDERFUL BUDDIES!

Phineas and Ferb were, for once, not sitting outside under their favorite tree coming up with ideas. They were coming up with ideas in their living room, with big, beautiful fans blowing cool air on them. Phineas wore a white tank with orange trimmed sleeves and shorts and Ferb wore a cream colored tank with purple shorts. All the windows were opened and Candace was preparing herself a tin tub full of ice to soak her feet. She wore a Hawaiian sleeveless dress with her hair up in a ponytail.

"Whooo, when will the heat lay off and leave us alone?" Candace scowled as she added another tray of ice to her tub. "It's too hot to get a tan, 'cause I'll get sunburn! Stupid weather!"

"I know," Phineas said as he watched Ferb. Ferb was lying on the floor facing an open laptop, typing rapidly. "Ferb and I can't decide if we want to make the ultimate sprinkler or a giant water balloon fight."

"Giant water balloon fight, oy," Candace groaned as she retrieved a soda from the refrigerator. She walked over to the beach chair she had laid out by the dining room table. She scowled as she sat down and slid a pair of sunglasses on her face. She took a sip of soda before saying, "Back when I was small, we used to try to fry an egg on the sidewalk in this kind of heat." She instantly sat up straighter and said, "Wow, 'when I was small'. I sound so old!"

"Fry an egg on the sidewalk, you say, Candace?" Phineas said. Ferb looked up to meet his eyes and they instantly agreed without a word passing between them.

"Ferb!" Phineas said as he stood up, "I know what we're going to do today!"

There was a knock on the door and Phineas said to Ferb, "Well, after I get the door, of course," and he opened the door to reveal Isabella. She wore a yellow sleeveless dress and a sun hat with a white ribbon tied around it. In her hand was a hand fan. At her feet was her hyperactive dog, Pinky, buzzing excitedly.

"Hey . . . Phineas," she panted as she fanned herself furiously. "Whatcha . . . doin'? Gosh, this heat makes it hard to even walk across the street."

"Ferb and I decided that since it was really warm today—"

"Warm's kind of an understatement," Candace called from the kitchen. She took another sip of soda and added, "It's like a sauna out there."

Phineas continued, "We decided that we're going to go a bit traditional and fry an egg on the sidewalk."

"Cool!" Isabella said enthusiastically. "Let's start!"

"Alright, oh, hi Stacy," Phineas said as Candace's friend appeared behind Isabella. She was wearing a purple bandana along with a blue tank and shorts.

"Hi, Phineas, is Candace in there?" Stacy wondered.

"Oh, yes," Ferb said as he joined them. "You can find her in the kitchen using up all the ice."

"Thanks!" Stacy said as she headed to the kitchen.

"Did you get the eggs, Ferb?" Phineas wondered. Ferb nodded as he held out a carton. He also showed that he had a spatula and forks. "Great! Always ahead of me, Ferb! Say, wh—"

"Where's Perry?" Isabella asked as she leaned against the door frame.

"Yeah! Wow, Isabella, it was like you knew what I was about to say!" Phineas exclaimed. A few seconds later he added, "That's so weird."

Another few seconds passed before Phineas pointed his hand up and said, "Let's go fry us some eggs!"

Perry had been sweating and had just wanted to sleep in front of the fan all day when Major Monogram told him that he needed to get to his lair by flipping over the pillow he had been sitting on.

He fell through a tube and a hat fell on his head as he transferred to a yellow slide, which he slid down onto his chair. He looked up to see Major Monogram on the screen, legs straight and arms stretched straight out to the left and right. He wore a green tank and orange shorts and his eyes were closed. He was surrounded by fans, all turned on, and he said, "Carl, Carl, move one closer to my face. My mustache is getting sweaty."

Carl obediently moved a fan closer and whispered, "Uh, Sir, Agent P is here."

"He—he's what?" the Major muttered as he opened his eyes. He instantly saw Perry cringing in his seat. "Oh, hello, Agent P. What? It's the hottest day of the year! You could fry an egg on the sidewalks," he said in defense as Carl held out a straw, which was attached to a chilled soda. He took a sip before turning to Carl and saying, "This is cherry. I asked for raspberry."

"Your wife said that the raspberry wasn't on sale," Carl explained.

"It was the same brand as the cherry!" Major Monogram pointed.

"It is really right to question your wife, Sir?" Carl asked sternly.

Major Monogram sighed. "No," and Carl offered him the straw again. Perry folded his arm and tapped his fingers on his arms until the Major turned back to him. "All right, Agent P, all we know about Doof is that he's building an inator. I commend him for even trying in this weather. You'd better go and stop him, Agent P!"

Perry nodded and saluted him after he pulled on a jetpack. He flew off toward the direction of his nemesis's building.

He zoomed in onto the balcony and shut off his jetpack before shoving it off. He crept along the walls carefully as he made his way into Doof's apartment. He spotted Doofenshmirtz bent over something. Perry grew a confused face at seeing his nemesis wearing a white tank, sandals, and a pair of red swimming trunks. Upon closer inspection, Perry saw that he was packing a basket with sandwiches, cool drinks, and watermelon.

He stepped closer and accidentally stepped on a toy shovel that Doof had laying about, breaking the handle. The platypus cringed as Heinz straightened at the noise and looked around. He turned to see Perry and said, "Ahhh, Perry the Platypus, what a surprise, and by surprise, I mean . . . um, -rprise? Oy, I think I've run out of those."

The evil scientist walked over to Perry and said, "Gosh, it's hot today, isn't it? Well, of course it is. Must be even hotter for you, being covered in fur. Sucks, huh?"

Perry shrugged and at that moment, Doofenshmirtz tugged an inflated flotation ring onto the agent, making his arms cling to his sides.

"Caught you, Perry the Platypus!" Doofenshmirtz clapped gleefully. Perry growled and made to walk toward him when he fell over. The ring started to roll around, and so did he.

"Come over here, Perry the Platypus, I'm working over here," Doofenshmirtz told him as he went back to his basket. He added a few napkins and then covered everything with a picnic blanket. "So, I bet you're wondering what my evil scheme is for today. This one's a real doozy, know why?"

Perry growled in reply.

"It has another pain-filled, heart-wrenching backstory attached to it! Okay, back in Gimmelshtump, in the days of my youth, there was one very hot summer. Like, really hot. I was outside in my lawn gnome outfit and I grew fungus in between my toes from all my sweat."

Perry cringed.

"Yeah, I know, gross, right?" Doofenshmirtz said as he gathered together a few towels from his bedroom. "One day, my father came home with something wondrous and magical. It was a fan! Not one of those pathetic things I made in art class, no, one that ran on electricity! No one in Gimmelshtump had had one before, and everyone was amazed by it. People from all over the village came to use it and everyone was cool, except for me. I was stuck outside in the sun as a lawn gnome while everyone else got to stay cool. From that moment on, I held a grudge against people with fans, and so, Perry the Platypus," he said excitedly as he set down his stuff and walked over to a machine. "I give you, the Power-Sucker-Inator!"

The machine was grey and looked like a large box.

"Now I know it looks unassuming, but once I fire this baby up, it'll suck all the electricity out of the Tri-State Area! All the fans will die, the air-conditioning, too, and heck, even the Internet! There's also the slight possibility that the phone towers might be out of whack as well, so, you know, awesome!"

Perry gave him a skeptical look. Didn't people have battery operated fans?

"Now, I know what you're thinking of, Perry the Platypus. People don't need electricity to use fans! But, I've thought of that already! I've been gone and bought all the battery operated fans in the Tri-State Area! Believe me, this plan is foolproof!" Doofenshmirtz explained.

Perry rolled his eyes as Vanessa walked in. She wore a black bathing suit with a dark blue short skirt and black sandals. On her shoulder was a blue beach bag with a skull on it. "Dad, is it time to go yet?" Vanessa asked impatiently. She looked around and said, "Oh, hey, Perry."

Perry gave her a wave the best he could while Doofenshmirtz explained to him, "My daughter and I are going to the beach today, since, well, I'm sucking all the electricity out of the city and we'd get really hot."

"Haven't you already explained everything to him yet?" Vanessa wondered.

"I was just finishing it up when you came in. Will you carry this basket down and send Norm up?" Doofenshmirtz asked her, hands clasped together.

"Ugh, fine," Vanessa sighed as she grabbed the basket and headed downstairs.

"And Perry the Platypus, I've made another little something. I've also made the Sand-Castle-Create-Inator!" and he held up something that looked like a hair dryer. Perry raised his eyebrows and Doofenshmirtz went on to say, "Back when I used to take Vanessa to the beach, we'd trying making a sand castle, but unfortunately they never really worked out. So with this I can just spray out a perfectly made sand castle. It—it needs power though, so I'm going to fire up the Power-Sucker-Inator and use the power from that to power it."

Doofenshmirtz went over to the grey box and flipped a toggle, making it make a whirring sound as it powered up. Perry watched on worriedly as it turned green from all the energy it was sucking up.

"Yes, yes, it is working!" Doofenshmirtz said excitedly. He slapped his hands above his head and said, "Mental high five!"

He plugged in the Sand-Castle-Create-Inator and turned to see Norm, who wore a white tank and green and purple trunks. "What can I help you with, Dad?" the robot wondered.

Doofenshmirtz sighed as he slouched and said, "Norm, three things. One, you didn't have to repaint yourself, I mean, it was a perfectly good waste of paint. Two, I'm not your father! We've discussed this! Oh, and three, just take the toys and towels downstairs to the car."

"All right, Dad," Norm said as he picked the things up and headed downstairs.

"I'm not your father!" Doofenshmirtz called back. He turned back to Perry and sighed, "It's so hard to find good help these days. I hope I don't have to remind him that he is the car."

The Sand-Castle-Create-Inator gave a small DING! and Doofenshmirtz unplugged it. Just in time, too, for Vanessa was yelling, "Are you coming, Dad?"

"Yeah, I'll be right there, sweetie," Doofenshmirtz replied as he waved to Perry, "Bye, Perry the Platypus! Good luck escaping from that trap!"

Perry growled as he watched the Power-Sucker-Inator turn greener as it sucked all the power from the Tri-State Area.

"You know, Candace, normal people go to the pool on hot days," Stacy pointed out as she brought the fans into the kitchen.

Candace lifted up her sunglasses for a minute to look at her friend and she clucked softly, "Stacy, Stacy, that's so mainstream. Besides, the public pool's closed for cleaning and Jeremy's is having its filter being replaced."

"Yeah, I guess that's a good reason," Stacy said as she sat down in another beach chair and slipped on a pair of sunglasses. "Besides, why go outside when inside has fans?"

"And air-conditioning," Candace sighed happily as she laid down.

Stacy did the same and added, "Yep."

They stayed like that for a moment before all of a sudden the fans died down and the air-conditioning no longer spewed cold air.

"Did you just feel the lack of coolness as I did, Stacy?" Candace said.

"Yes, yes I did," Stacy replied, and they both simultaneously sat up and took off their sunglasses.

"I bet the boys have something to do with this," Candace growled as she swung her legs off her chair.

"But they're just frying eggs on the sidewalk. How would that turn off the fans?" Stacy wondered as she followed Candace to the door.

"I don't know, but they're my brothers, and odds are they've made something like a super electronic magnifying glass to cook their eggs faster," Candace said as she swung the door open. "HA!"

They both peered out to see the boys and Isabella squatting on the sidewalk in front of the house. A carton lay on the ground while Phineas and Isabella cracked eggs and Ferb flipped them. Pinky buzzed around their legs, licking the remnants that remained from the previously cooked eggs.

"What are you doing?" Candace demanded as she marched toward them, Stacy following her.

"Frying eggs on a sidewalk, like you suggested," Phineas explained as he looked up to meet his sister's eyes.

"Frying eggs on a sidewalk? What did you do, make a fire underneath the cement to use up all the electricity?" Candace demanded.

"What?" Phineas said uncertainly.

Stacy sighed as she stepped forward and said, "The electricity's gone and we want it back."

"What? The electricity's out?" Phineas said.

"Yeah, bring it back!" said Candace.

"Candace, we didn't do anything to the electricity," Phineas told her.

"Wait," Candace said, starting to slightly panic, "you mean you didn't do it?"

"No, we didn't," Phineas said.

"We—we—we DON'T HAVE ANY ELECTRICITY!" Candace yelled.

Stacy immediately started to lead her back inside. "Come on, Candace, we need to get you out of this heat."

This was bad.

I have to say, I really have a lot of fun writing Phineas and Ferb stories! I hoped you liked it, and please, review!