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    • Long-Distance Correspondence​
    Earth Bet, Tri-State Area, Danville, The Flynn-Fletcher Home, Approximately 8:00 AM
    In the geographical anomaly known as the Tri-State Area, currently under stringent watch by one of the few competent branches of the Parahuman Response Team, there resides a town known as Danville, an anomaly within an anomaly. Despite being on the ocean, it is still well within driving distance of Mount Rushmore. Within Daville, there is a certain street, 2308 Maple Drive. Along this street sits a home with yellow walls and a brown roof, and it is within this home that our story begins.

    "Ferb!" Calls a young boy as he pushes open the door to his and his sibling's shared room. Dressed in an orange-and-yellowish-beige striped shirt and blue shorts, the redheaded youth has a wide grin on his face. "I finally figured out what we're going to do today!"

    A green-haired (nobody knows if it's dyed or his natural color) young boy, dressed in a cream shirt and high purple pants, looks up from his book, raises an eyebrow, and nods, telling his sibling to go on.

    "Look, you know how we've got extradimensional alien super-crystal-computers hooked up to our brains?" The redhead asked rhetorically. "Well, I'm thinking that we should build a portal to our own, and do a little..." the boy spins his hand around before tilting it towards his brother. "Jailbreaking, as it were. What do ya say?"

    The other boy, Ferb, nods, a small smile appearing on his face. He slips a bookmark into place, closes his novel, and shuffles off of his bed. The redhead leaps up and cheers. "Alright!"

    A knocking at the door. The two children turn around to see their father, a tall bespectacled brunette, lean in through the opened door, smiling. "Well, you certainly sound excited, Phineas," the man comments. "Have you two got another project planned?"

    "We sure do!" Phineas, the redhead, chirps, nodding his head excitedly. Ferb gives his father a single content nod.

    "That's great," their father responds. "Why, I was starting to wonder if you two had finally hit a creative block; usually you're raring to go no later than 7:30."

    "Ha... yeah, today was a bit slow on the idea front. I just came up with a good one, though!"

    "Capital, you two! I'll be waiting with eager anticipation!" Their father began to duck out of the door, only to pause and poke his head back in. "Oh, by the way, have either of you two seen Perry about?"

    "Ah... um..." Phineas scratched at his cheek before turning to his brother, a questioning tilt to his eyebrows. Ferb thought for a moment, then shrugged. "No, we haven't," Phineas reported, turning back to his father. "Have you tried checking the garden? I've found him once or twice in a rabbit burrow or two."

    "Hmm... I'll have to take a look. Happy tinkering, you two!" The boys' father gives a cheery wave before disappearing out of the door.

    "Do you think he knows?" Ferb asks quietly, placing a hand on his brother's shoulder.

    "No, I don't think so," Phineas retorted. "We would've overheard something on the home security system if he did."

    Ferb hums appreciatively, before heading towards the door, Phineas following after him. They had a hot date with a few toolboxes, anti-matter generators, and quantum-entangled teleportation!

    Little did the brothers know that deep beneath the earth (or maybe in a pocket dimension?), their pet platypus Perry was racing into his hidden lair, with the assistance of a secret slide cleverly disguised as a rabbit burrow. The surprisingly-bipedal semi-aquatic egg-laying mammal of action touched down in a chrome base, with a large screen mounted on one wall. It suddenly turned on, revealing a man with white hair in a military cut, a mustache, and a green jacket.

    "Greetings, Agent P," spoke the man. "We've got something a little different for you this time." The image of Major Monogram, leader of the Organization Without a Cool Acronym, shrank down into the corner, making room for a video feed of one spectacle-wearing intern frantically tapping away at an old computer. "Our intelligence section has noticed that Doctor Doofenshmirtz has been making an awful lot of long-distance video calls. While we know they're leaving the Tri-State Area, we don't know where they're ending up."

    The frazzled intern turned towards the camera. "It doesn't make any sense!" he cried. "The digital trail just stops! I know it has to be going somewhere else, but no matter what I try, I just can't find where it's going!"

    "Carl!" barked Major Monogram. The intern squawked in surprise before quickly snapping his arms into a salute. Major Monogram sighed. "Take your break and get some lunch in you, young man. I've got Agent P on the case."

    The intern slumps, relief seeping through his pores. "Oh, thank goodness," he sighs, getting out of his chair and striding out of the camera frame. The video feed vanishes, and the feed of Major Monogram once again takes up the entirety of the screen. He coughs awkwardly.

    "Ah... anyway, where were we?" Major Monogram asked himself, peering at a piece of paper. "Greet Agent P... different mission than usual... long-distance video-- Oh, that's right! We don't know where or who Doctor Doofenshmirtz is calling, but it certainly can't be anything good! We want you to investigate and see what's going on, Agent P."

    The fedora-wearing platypus snaps out a salute of his own before rushing over to a giant slingshot that was laying down on the floor. As soon as Agent P hopped into the slingshot's pocket, two giant robot hands appeared from circular slots in the wall. One grabbed the slingshot and aimed it skyward while the other firmly pulled back the band and let it go, sending Agent P soaring out of his secret lair and up into the sky.
    Meanwhile, at 🎵Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorp-era-ted~!🎵...

    "...So that's how my week's been going so far," finishes a lanky man with messy brown hair, dressed in a white lab coat over a black turtleneck and green pants. He sits down in a customized office chair, cradling a steaming cup of coffee, before turning his attention up to the gigantic monitor of his computer system. "How about you, Apeiron the Enigmatic Artificer?"

    "Oh, I've actually been doing rather well all things considered, Doctor Doofenshmirtz," responded the man encased in glowing ornate armor on the other end of the video call. "There have been a few hiccups, namely that I've recently been made aware of just how... how should I put it... fragile some of my contractors are."

    "Ah, you're talking about the Undersiders, yes?" Doctor Heinz Doofenshmirtz grinned as he saw his friend(?) seize up in surprise. "Come now, Apeiron the Enigmatic Artificer, don't tell me you never considered the possibility of me looking into your associates? I, uh... don't take this the wrong way, but I've heard stories about Brockton Bay. I wanted to make sure you weren't in cahoots with any of the crazier kooks over there."

    "I... yes, I suppose that's a rather prudent decision to make." The armored man's body language and tone were sheepish. "Sometimes I forget that Brockton is something of an anomaly in the U.S. Though, if I may ask how you...?"

    "Oh, of course!" Doctor Doofenshmirtz agreed as he ducked down low to rummage underneath his desk. He came back up with a strange device, one that appeared to be a VR headset with binoculars attached to the front, and telescopes attached to the fronts of the lenses. A copious amount of blinking lights and radio antennae were attached all over the device. "Say hello to my Snoopinator Version 3.0!" Doctor Doofenshmirtz announced, slipping into a grand tone as he named his invention. He slipped it onto his head and pressed a button. The lights on the device began to glow green.

    "This lets me look and snoop around almost anywhere on Earth," Doofenshmirtz eagerly informed his conversation partner. "The only places I haven't been able to snoop on are some places shielded with Tinkertech, pocket dimensions, and wherever it is your base is located. The best part is, it's even got technology from my Retrovisioninator built into it, so I can snoop on the past itself!"

    Doctor Doofenshmirtz pulled off the Snoopinator and set it down on the desk, smiling sheepishly. "I've, uh... got to confess to watching the Undersiders a lot. It's like a soap opera, only with an actual plot! A shame that Regent is the only one with a halfway decent character arc, though..."

    "I, uh... I see." Apeiron sighed. "To answer your initial question, yes, I was referring to the Undersiders earlier. Regent called me and informed me that the Undersiders are... actually, I probably shouldn't say anything more."

    "Fine by me," Doofenshmirtz replied with a firm nod. He leaned forwards and took a sip of his coffee, smiling slyly. "But what's this I've heard about you getting Uppercrust and his entire branch of the Elite in your pocket?"

    "You know my policy about contracts, Doctor."

    "I know, I know," Doofenshmirtz laughed, waving a hand. "I'm just a bit of a gossip hound, I suppose." Doctor Doofenshmirtz leaned back in his chair. "You know, I really must say that I appreciate you taking the time to talk to me, Apeiron the Enigmatic Artificer. I, uh... don't get out much, unfortunately."

    Apeiron nodded sagaciously. "Ah, yeah. The urge to tinker and build, yes? I think most Tinkers have to deal with that."

    Doctor Doofenshmirtz took another sip of coffee, looking off to the side. "Well, there's that, but it's mostly because I just don't have that much of a social network, you know?" Doofenshmirtz began to count off on his fingers. "I flunked out of villainy college, and even when I was in attendance I wasn't exactly popular; I'm not on good terms with most of my family, either."

    "Surely you've got..."

    "Oh, no, don't get me wrong, Apeiron the Enigmatic Artificer, talking with you is not my only form of social interaction. I've got shared custody of my daughter, Vanessa, and I occasionally talk with my ex-wife Charlene, and of course, there's my arch-nemesis, Perry the--"

    🎵Ding-ding-ding, dong-do-dong, ding-dong~🎵

    "Oh, that's my doorbell," Doofenshmirtz noted, looking over his shoulder. He turned back to Apeiron, pointing his thumb towards the door. "Do you mind if I...?"

    Apeiron nodded firmly. "Please, go ahead. I'll be right here."

    "Thank you. I'll be back!" Doofenshmirtz rose out of his seat, setting his cup of coffee on the desk. "Coming!" he called as he strode towards the door. Opening it up, Doofenshmirtz... didn't see anybody. "Huh...?" He looked left, and then right, and didn't see anybody. "There's nobody--?"

    A trilling noise prompted Doctor Doofenshmirtz to look downwards. "A platypus pizza delivery boy?" he asked aloud. Indeed, standing in front of the Doctor was a platypus dressed in the uniform and cap of Danville Slice, the local pizza joint, with two large boxes held in his arms.

    "I'm sorry, but I don't recall ordering any pizza," Doofenshmirtz apologized. The platypus trilled again and pointed his duck bill towards the receipt resting on top of the pizza boxes. Doofenshmirtz picked it up and scrutinized it. Listed on the receipt, plain as day, was Doofenshmirtz's name, address, and even his preferred pizza order. "Ah... the Orderinator must be on the fritz again," he realized.

    Doofenshmirtz sighed before waving the delivery boy inside. "Well, why don't you come inside and put those pizzas on my desk. Er, the one with the giant monitor nearby and with a cup of coffee on it, to be specific. You can't miss it. I'll go and fetch my wallet so I can pay and give you a tip." The platypus followed Doctor Doofenshmirtz inside and hopped onto the desk to place down the boxes of pizza. The mammal looked up at the bewildered suit of armor on the other side of the screen and nodded. The armored man nodded back after a moment or two of hesitation.

    "Here we are," Doctor Doofenshmirtz called as he strode over, already fishing through his wallet. "Ah... here we are. A 30% tip, for the trouble," he said as he pressed a roll of bills into the platypus's awaiting hand. The delivery boy trilled happily.

    "You're very welcome," Doctor Doofenshmirtz replied. The platypus began to walk away, running his thumb over the stack of bills. "Have a nice day, and don't forget to close the door on your way out," Doofenshmirtz called, waving.

    "I built a device out of an old rotary phone to order pizza for me," Doofenshmirtz offered as an explanation as he sat back down, moving one box of pizza off of the other and to the side as he pulled the receipt out of his pocket. "I think it glitched and sent out an order on it's own."

    "I... I see," Apeiron replied as Doofenshmirtz looked over the receipt once again.

    Doofenshmirtz frowned. "Hey, wait a moment, this receipt is only for one pizza pie." The Doctor looked between the two boxes in confusion. "Where'd this second one come from--"

    One of the pizza boxes was thrust open as a platypus leaped out of it. The semi-aquatic egg-laying mammal soared over Doofenshmirtz's head and landed on the floor in a flawless martial art stance. Doctor Doofenshmirtz caught sight of the platypus's fedora with a dark brown band and gasped, stumbling backward onto his desk.

    "PERRY THE PLATYPUS?" Doofenshmirtz cried, pointing a finger at the sudden intruder. That same pointing hand moved to cradle his chin after a brief staredown. "Wait, how did you even fit inside of the pizza box?"

    The sound of a clearing throat prompted both Doofenshmirtz and Perry the Platypus to turn their attention towards the screen, with Apeiron looking very... confused. "Ah, is this the arch-nemesis you were speaking of, Doctor Doofenshmirtz?"

    "Oh, yes! Yes, he is." Doofenshmirtz had a wide smile on his face. He clapped his hands together and turned to face Perry. "Ah, Perry the Platypus, why don't you pull up a chair? I'd like to introduce you to my correspondent, Apeiron the Enigmatic Artificer." The fedora-wearing platypus offered the armored man a confused wave as he walked over to a spare office chair located by another desk, with Apeiron offered a "Greetings" in return.

    "Have you heard of Apeiron the Enigmatic Artificer before, Perry the Platypus?" Doofenshmirtz asked as Perry sat down in his chair. "I mean, you must have, he's been in international news, but I just wanted to check." Perry the Platypus chattered in reply as Doofenshmirtz lowered himself back into his own seat.

    "Huh, really? You haven't? I'm shocked, I thought Major Monogram would have at least briefed you or something." Doofenshmirtz grabbed his coffee cup and took another sip, and looked up to see that Apeiron was turned around in his seat, apparently talking to somebody.

    "Survey, I'm in the middle of a call, here..." Murmurs that sounded like melodies and bells could be heard, but not any specific words.

    "What... what do you mean, 'they found two kids in Shardspace?!'" Apeiron rose from his seat, whatever camera he was using tilting upwards to follow him. "I-- really? Yes, I know how good my sensors are. It's not a matter of me thinking the sensors are faulty, Survey, it's a matter of me struggling to believe that the Final Frontier happened across two children in the middle of an alternate dimension!"

    More indecipherable words followed, muffled by... something. Apeiron slumped. "I... yes, of course I'll look into it. Just give me a moment, okay?" After a moment, Apeiron nodded, and turned back towards the camera. "I'm so sorry, Doctor Doofenshmirtz, but something's come up that requires my attention. I'll have to cut things short."

    Doofenshmirtz waved Apeiron off. "Oh, don't worry about it. By all means, go take care of things. But, ah... when will you call me next?"

    "I'll make time tomorrow, Doofenshmirtz. Goodbye for now." With that, the call disconnected.

    Doctor Doofenshmirtz leaned back in his seat, frowning. "Ah, that's a shame... I was hoping to finally ask that we collaborate on a Tinker project together." Doofenshmirtz took another sip of coffee, then turned to face Perry the Platypus. "But hey, at least I can tell you about Apeiron the Enigmatic Artificer, Perry the Platypus." Doofenshmirtz tapped a few keys on his keyboard.

    "I'll start off with this presentation by Alexandria that I yoinked from the PRT's internal files..."
    How will Apeiron handle the situation with the youths in Shardspace? Will Apeiron figure out what's up with the platypi of Danville? Will Doofenshmirtz get his desired collaboration? Make sure to tune in for the next exciting episode of Phineas and Ferb: Tinkers of Summer Vacation, to find out! Same Tinker Time, Same Tinker Channel!
    The End​
    Given my previous two omakes, namely "Doobie Doobie Doo Bah Doobie Doobie Doo" & "Bah Doobie Doobie Doo Bah Doobie Doobie Doo", once the discussion had turned to Doctor Doofenshmirtz I felt like I needed to make a third Phineas and Ferb-themed omake. This is actually the second attempt; I canned the first one because I wasn't feeling it; it involved Doctor Doofenshmirtz warping himself into Joe's workshop due to an accident with an invention.

    When I started writing this one, the idea of Phineas and Ferb being strangely well-adjusted Tinkers just sort of popped out at me.

    I hope you enjoyed this! Have a nice day, everybody.
     
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    • AmberSlime said:
    When I started writing this one, the idea of Phineas and Ferb being strangely well-adjusted Tinkers just sort of popped out at me.
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    The idea of Phineas and Ferb being some kind of wacky Liberty x Architect tinkers who can build megaprojects in a single day but their projects only last for a single day in an interesting one. It would answer many questions while simultaneously introducing many new ones...
     
    ImperatorV said:
    The idea of Phineas and Ferb being some kind of wacky Liberty x Architect tinkers who can build megaprojects in a single day but their projects only last for a single day in an interesting one. It would answer many questions while simultaneously introducing many new ones...
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    They are clearly a bud of Leet's shard, it only creates prototypes of incredibly advanced but weird technology.
     
    Ziggrrauglurr said:
    They are clearly a bud of Leet's shard, it only creates prototypes of incredibly advanced but weird technology.
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    "Aren't you a little young to be exploring Passenger Space?"

    "Well yes, yes we are. Aren't you Apeiron, the leader of the Celestial Forge?"

    "Well, I guess I am... Do you need a little help getting back home?"

    "Ah, don't worry! Ferb's got it handled. But since you're here, can you help us jailbreak our alien supercomputer? In exchange, I'll treat you to some of our moon ice cream!"

    "...well, I guess there's no issue in taking this contract."
     
    AmberSlime said:
    Given my previous two omakes, namely "Doobie Doobie Doo Bah Doobie Doobie Doo" & "Bah Doobie Doobie Doo Bah Doobie Doobie Doo", once the discussion had turned to Doctor Doofenshmirtz I felt like I needed to make a third Phineas and Ferb-themed omake. This is actually the second attempt; I canned the first one because I wasn't feeling it; it involved Doctor Doofenshmirtz warping himself into Joe's workshop due to an accident with an invention.​

    When I started writing this one, the idea of Phineas and Ferb being strangely well-adjusted Tinkers just sort of popped out at me.

    I hope you enjoyed this! Have a nice day, everybody.
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    Honestly, I would actually enjoy the idea of a Worm X Phineas and Ferb crossover. I actually had thought of one where Taylor irregularly triggers at Summer Camp with a modified Queen Administrator Shard that got messed with by the boys.

    It would be a cracky story where the actual vision would have been like this.

    <Destination> <Trajectory> <I Know What We're Going to Do This Cycle!> <Hey, Where's Perry?>

    Cue a story where Taylor spends each day doing something different on the same scale of the two brothers. And after a incident that leaves the Endbringers in a human form we get the Simurgh in the role of Isabella, Behemoth as General Behemoth (CAN YOU SMELL WHAT GENERAL BEHEMOTH IS BRINGING!?!), and Leviathan as the unpaid Intern (Why am I unpaid!??!).

    With Behemoth and Leviathan acting to keep Taylor safe through their best operative Agent P, who would be a platypus that triggers, from the evils that are the PRT, Cauldron, and the villains of Brockton Bay.

    The role of Mom would be Piggot, the role of Candace as nearly every Protectorate Hero (outside of Assault who actually finds everything happening to be hilarious), and a few others such as Aisha, Alec, and Dinah working together to make the best of each day in the Cycle.
    Cheetored20 said:
    These fineas and Ferb Omakes are GREAT! *shatters cup* ANOTHER!
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    I fully agree with you on this. ANOTHER! *Shatters cabinet of cups!*
     
    Shyft said:
    Abusive? If it were any other day, any other time Alena might've shot upright, screamed into her phone- that some random woman would even say such a thing about her mother. But this was Jozef, the brat, the darling baby. The problem child.

    Except...

    Maybe he wasn't the problem. And that was a problem in and of itself.
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    All of this - 10/10. I can't think of any possible way to convey those issues on her end better than you already did.
     
    dragon_cloud16 said:
    Honestly, I would actually enjoy the idea of a Worm X Phineas and Ferb crossover. I actually had thought of one where Taylor irregularly triggers at Summer Camp with a modified Queen Administrator Shard that got messed with by the boys.

    It would be a cracky story where the actual vision would have been like this.

    <Destination> <Trajectory> <I Know What We're Going to Do This Cycle!> <Hey, Where's Perry?>

    Cue a story where Taylor spends each day doing something different on the same scale of the two brothers. And after a incident that leaves the Endbringers in a human form we get the Simurgh in the role of Isabella, Behemoth as General Behemoth (CAN YOU SMELL WHAT GENERAL BEHEMOTH IS BRINGING!?!), and Leviathan as the unpaid Intern (Why am I unpaid!??!).

    With Behemoth and Leviathan acting to keep Taylor safe through their best operative Agent P, who would be a platypus that triggers, from the evils that are the PRT, Cauldron, and the villains of Brockton Bay.

    The role of Mom would be Piggot, the role of Candace as nearly every Protectorate Hero (outside of Assault who actually finds everything happening to be hilarious), and a few others such as Aisha, Alec, and Dinah working together to make the best of each day in the Cycle.

    I fully agree with you on this. ANOTHER! *Shatters cabinet of cups!*
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    I don't know what you are smoking , but I want some :D
     
    Plz plz plz, I will literally die if Joe doesn't get Glory to Me soon. That sweet, sweet power up will literally make him into a God....well, more than he already is. I can't believe Joe's cat has Glory to Me and Joe doesn't. That just makes me depressed.
     
    Ziggrrauglurr said:
    I don't know what you are smoking , but I want some :D
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    So you actually like that idea?

    I haven't even mention that one of the ideas involving Assault would have been listening in to Armsmaster planning on a way to get evidence and force her into the Wards program.

    Five minutes later, he's leaning against a wall that has a "Master/Stranger Alarm" for the area behind him. Cue Perry the Platypus showing up wearing a delivery hat for a buffalo wing place with a order for Assault.

    One quick payment, Assault waits to hear the words of "PERRY THE PLATYPUS!!" from Armsmaster before hitting the alarm button on the local Protectorate Leader. Leaving the Tinker caught in containment foam while Assault gets to enjoy some wings while sharing a nod at Agent P.

    Meanwhile, Taylor is currently working on running a Smoothie bar that has even Scion showing up for a drink. It was only open for a day much to the displeasure of the entire city.
     
    insertname099 said:
    FYI, anyone looking for a good WoG repository should check the discord channel, which is meticulously updated with any updates that Lord give over the 3 sites.

    discord.gg

    Discord - Group Chat That’s All Fun & Games

    Discord is great for playing games and chilling with friends, or even building a worldwide community. Customize your own space to talk, play, and hang out.
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    Unfortunately my system doesn't like Discord, and I can't really make use of it.
     
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