Regular Ferb

Regular Ferb

By The Regurigtator

Author’s Note: Hello, welcome to yet another crossover fic by me, and yet another one involving Phineas and Ferb. I’m a big fan of Regular Show, so why not do a crossover with my favorite cartoon? This is my first time writing for another show in awhile, so tell me if I capture Regular Show good enough, and have the charectors right. So sit back and enjoy. Phineas and Ferb belongs to Dan Povemire and Jeff “Swampy” Marsh, and Regular Show belongs to J. G. Quintel

Chapter One: A Regular Beginning
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It was a Regular, everyday morning in Danville. Well…as Regular as a day in Danville is anyway. Phineas and Ferb, were as usual in their backyard, showing off their brand new invention.

Phineas: Behold my friends, the Microwave-atron!

Buford: ..The what?

Phineas: The Microwave-atron! You see, we overheard our dear mother complaining about how the microwave never makes her meals as hot as she wants, and sometimes makes it TOO hot. So to help her out we built this! It scans your mind and finds out just how hot you want your meal AND exactly how you like it prepared.

Buford: Perfect! I have some leftovers on me that are begging to be heated. But MY microwave is busted.

And just as he said that, Candace walked into the backyard, as if on cue.

Candace: Okay you twerps, what’s going on back here?

Phineas: Oh Candace, your just time to see the Microwave atron!

Candace: The WHAT-atron?

Phineas: Well, I just explained to my friends, this special microwave scans your mind and finds out just  how hot you want your meal!

Candace: ..That’s your whole invention?

Phineas: Well in a nutshell yes. What do you think?

Candace; Am I on of those hidden camera shows? As I said way back on the 2nd day of summer, this is WAY below your usual standard. This is…unbustable! I’m…so happy! Finally, you use your powers for good instead of…well not evil. Evil is like…making a machine that turns things into bread. But anyway, I’m going up to my room

Phineas: Well…okay!

Buford: Hey, where’s the little ducky thing? Hey, I finally get to say it!

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Perry the platypus, was already down in his lair, about to receive a Mission from his Boos, Major Monogam.

Monogram: Ah, Good morning Agent P. Dr Doofenshmritz bought up all the frozen meals in the tri state area. He’s also bought up several microwaves, which stinks because my old microwave is busted. So go stop him, so I can heat up last night’s dinner!

Perry saluted his boss and left to stop Doofenshmritz