User blog:Cupcakey/Beware the 250 Mingled Non-Sense Challenge

All the informations are in the "Introduction".

Introduction
"Hello, dear readers and watchers of this. As everyone is taking this kind of Challenge, I thought and I decided that I have to follow the trend too. My Challenge will have 250 Topics, and besides stories, I may add images to some of them. I'll make a comment before every mini-story and it will be written in this kind of letters. I may use some of OCs from the Fanon and I hope you won't mind. Of course, beware of some non-sense, I have a weird style to write. And I'll explain some stories before, as things like age may vary. And there will be different canons. I want to make it enjoyable. This is it."

"Did you break the fourth wall just to say that?" asked Candace, looking at the big hole from the wall.

"Yes, yes I did. Also, I wanted to warn you that I'm going to control all of you like some puppets."

Love
It seems that almost everyone has "Love" in their first set, so do I. Some Stacebert, for your pleasure.

But what is love besides that huge black nerdy pair of glasses? Besides all the math formulas, all the chemistry and biology notes, besides all the ninja stuff? How is it to image her in your mind, holding her hand, seeing her in blur, in slow motion, with flowers around? But how is it when you're the type of person for who the logic has never failed? Feeling the shiver on the back when she's around and the happiness wants to burst out. When the whole world fades, and there's nobody left, but her.

"Brother, are you alright?" said Irving, shaking his blonde sibling.

"Yes, yes I am, annoying little brother. I'm just meditating about the things..." answered Albert, staring at the Japanese girl that just waved at him.

Memory
''In this story, Candace is old. That's the only detail you need.''

Candace stared at the window and saw the backyard of her lovely house. Outside, two young boys were playing with some mechanical bricks. They were both 5.

"It reminds me so much of something..." she whispered to herself. "Phineas and Ferb used to be that creative at their age. They look like my brothers, they act like my brothers, they build like my brothers... I wish I could see them again doing that. But I guess, these two little gifts will take their place soon, for the annoyance of their sister."

She continued to look at the two boys. They were Amanda's children, her grandchildren.

Triangle
''Mara "Goth" Meddleshmirtz,Alt. Goth and Eric Greene belong to Goth. This is from one of the jokes from Random Topic Blogging.''

Mara looked in her back, seeing the three boys working at that project. Phineas was Isabella's, but Ferb and Eric were just for her. Both of them. A separate crush for each other, turning on and off. She felt like she was trapped in a triangle and she didn't know how to break it.

BOOM!

In her face, a portal opened. A girl, just like her, came from it.

"Oh, hello, me from other dimension!" Alt. Goth said to her.

"...Hello, I guess." Mara replied.

"Okay, so my Phin opened this portal again. Well, at least I can see what have you got here..." she told to her alternate self.

"Wait... Your Phin?" Goth looked surprised.

"Yup. Long story. He's cute. So is his brother. And I can't make my mind, so I'll like both of them before I'll decide. So, where's your Phin? Maybe he's cuter here." Alt. Mara continued chatting.

"Ummm..." she muttered. "He's in the backyard."

"Okay, thanks!" the alternate responded.

Goth felt like facepalming herself.

"Call me if you are alive after Isabella will see you!" she yelled to Alt. Goth, that made her way to the backyard.

Proud of You
''Both Phineas and Linda are older here. Based on the "Phineas and Ferb's Quantum Boogaloo" events.''

"I'm so proud of you!" Linda squealed through the phone.

"Thanks, Mum." her son answered.

"You really don't know how proud I am of you, don't you? I can't wait to see you. How is it there? When are you coming home?" she asked.

"Haha, don't worry Mum, I know. Well, I'm coming in few days. And it's amazing here. I'm going to tell you every detail when I'll come home." Phineas replied to his mother.

"Of course you're going to tell me every detail, I'm sure you have a lot to say! You won a "Marcel Benoist Prize*"! From now, your name is going to be at those TV shows with questions! It's going to be like: <> And the answer will be: Phineas Flynn, for sure!" she continued to chirp happily.

Phineas couldn't see his mother, but he imaged her swinging her hands in the air, like his name was appearing there. He giggled softly.

"Mum, there are a lot of people that won this prize in the past." the redhead said.

"But nobody was like you!" she defeated.

"Of course there were, Mum. They were even better." Phineas responded, but he knew his mother wouldn't give up. "Anyway, I talked with Ferb. He told me that he needs some antiques from your shop."

"I will send some to him. And don't forget, I'm proud of you!"

''*The "Marcel Benoist Prize" is an award given in science. Because in the "Phineas and Ferb's Quantum Boogaloo", Phineas wasn't in Sweden, it wasn't probably to receive a Nobel prize. I'm thanking the Canon Wiki for sharing this information.''