The Power Within ~ A Phineas And Ferb Fanfiction

Enter: Buford and Baljeet (Part 2)

Baljeet's P.O.V.

I rub my hands together, thinking of everything I could do. I probably don't have long, so I need to focus on the microchips and how to hack them for now.

I sit criss-crossed and open my laptop.I start typing. "So... What do I do?" Buford asks me. "Go grab a piece of bent metal or something. Find something that you can use to whack Ferb over the head. That way, we can safely connect my computer to the microchip and- Are you even listening to me!?" I say as I see Buford chomping away at another sandwich. "Where'd you even GET that!?" "Cartoon logic. That's how." Buford replies. "Now continue." "Okay..." I continue. "Right now, I'm setting up my computer so that I can quickly connect to Ferb's chip. But we need to get him here so it'd be close enough." I inform, as if anybody's actually listening.

I type up a few codes and then bring my computer to the biggest one on the desk. I sit in his big chair and look at all of the monitors and computers he has hooked up. "Wow, these are some of the fastest running computers I've ever seen!" I say in awe. I continue to explore the inventions as well, big and small. Nothing however seems useful or working there, so I leave them alone.

I hook my computer up to the main one on the desk and do some quick hacking into his software. "There it is! This computer is hooked up to the chip. Now all I need to do is... Huh!? Uh oh..." I moan. "What, nerd?" "It requires a fifteen digit password to get into the chip's code, which with the hacking program I designed, might take up to twenty minutes!" I complain.

I get onto my hacking program and start it. "Oh thank goodness." I say as I sigh in relief. "WHAAAT?" Buford wines. "My program has informed me that this type of password for the program is only letters in the password, so instead of twenty minutes, it might only take five! Yasss!" I yell in joy.

"Sweet, It's done. Now we just need Ferb. Get what you're going to use, Buford." I command. He grabs a piece of metal with a strong blunt end. "Perfect. Now, if you will, Buford... Destroy something."

I plug my ears just as Buford brings both his fists up and smashes one of the medium sized machines with all of his might. "Now hide!" I yell as I pull the desk forward a bit and slip my thin body in between the wall and the desk. Buford Hides behind one of the bigger machines. I peek my head out from behind the desk, and Buford peeks his head out from behind the machine. "Now we just wait a minute..." I whisper, not knowing if I should be scared er what

Ferb's P.O.V.

I finish putting the microchip into the ginger kid's head and put the knife on the table. I then do as I was told and stitch it up. This kid should've seen this coming... I almost feel bad for him.

I finish and cut the string. Then, we wait.

After a few minutes of waiting, his eyes begin to open. I watch with mixed feelings as he groans in pain. "Finally, you're awake..." Doom says, just as a loud crash of metal echoes from the hallway. "Brit, go check that out." Doom instructs as he continues to talk to the Ginger. I do as my told and walk towards where the sound came from.

I walk into my boss's work room to see one of his machines smashed. I kneel down and pick up a single piece of metal that had broken off and look at it with an intense squint, as though I was a detective on one of those movies and I knew what I was doing. I continue to walk around, searching for who could have smashed the machine. I turn around the corner and-

Baljeet's P.O.V.

I put my head back behind the desk and wait to hear Ferb get knocked unconscious. I gulp, hoping Buford hadn't gotten too scared or something, but my worries were soon gone when I heard a quick gasp, a slam and a small thump. I stand up and get out from behind the desk. "Nicely done, way to go Bufe!" I yell. "Now let's get you out of that chip's trance, shall we, friend?" I say to Ferb as though he were paying attention. I bring my laptop next to Ferb and connect to his microchip, fixing his behavior, muscle controls, and such.

Ferb wakes up about a minute later, but doesn't move. I lean over him and lay a hand on his shoulder. "You okay?" I ask him gently as he tries to get up. He puts his hand on his head as he sits on the floor. "Where... Huh?" Ferb looks frantically around the room, standing up and turning about. "Where's Phineas?!-" "Shush! We don't want that metal guy knowing you're you!" I yell-whisper, with a hand clamped over Ferb's mouth. "Now, I left you with the weird red glowing eye thing so Doom doesn't suspect anything, but don't worry. You can't be turned back into Evil Ferb through the chip unless he found out it was tampered with. BUT, we need to hurry." I inform him.

"Wait, be quiet..." He says in a whisper. "Guys, you need to hide! Doom is coming, and he might chip you if he finds you!" he whispers. "Doom?" "The person you called metal guy's name is Doom. Now go hide!" I run and hide behind the desk, and Buford hides behind the biggest invention in the room which is on the opposite side of the room as the door. I hold my breath and hope he doesn't sit down at his desk.

Ferb's P.O.V.

Once my friends are hidden, I shove the smashed machine out of view and put a scrap piece of metal from atop a machine on the ground. I then walk to the door and act as though I was leaving right when he entered. "Hey, what's taking so long!?" He yells. "I looked around to ensure nobody was here, but it appears that a few pieces of scrap metal had fallen off one of your devices. Or I can only assume so." "Okay." Then he leaves and I come with him.

I follow him into what looks like a small throne room. I watch as Doom points to a spot on the ground to stand... Right next to Phineas!

I stand where instructed, next to Phineas, as Doom sits in his throne thing I guess, accompanied by a red-eyed Isabella who was sitting in a chair to the right of him. In front of her was another large set of computers. One that was attached to the wall that was slightly bigger had a countdown, another had a loading bar, two bigger ones had codes all across them, and a bigger one in the middle of it all where she was typing.

"Girl, how long until my world domination takes place?" He asks. "Merely a hour, sir." She informs. Doom brings up a projection of a screen from the left arm of his chair and begins moving stuff and typing stuff. I look around to observe what I have to work with for a worst case scenario.

Machines. So many machines, and everywhere. The only difference with these inventions in this room, is there is not scrap metal all over the place. These ones seemed completed. Maybe these are what he plans on using for 'world domination'?

I notice someone peering out from the door. Baljeet! He silently runs into the room, Buford following close behind, and they hide behind one of the large machines in the corner.