| abstract | - Note: This story is not to be taken seriously and was only written for comical purposes. I am not responsible for any damage to your appreciation to the original story should you sustain any from reading this. Original story found here. -- [Scene opens with Phineas standing by the reanimation machine in his room. Following a few seconds of mental preparation, he flips the switch. After a blinding flash, Ferb is seen standing there. He opens his eyes. They look slightly unfocused.] Phineas: Ferb! [He rushes over to him and hugs him. Ferb just stands there.] Phineas: [Through tears of joy] Ferb, you're alive! [While being hugged, Ferb bites down on Phineas's head.] Ferb: Brainsssss.... [Phineas's face suddenly becomes very blank. After about three seconds, he lets out a hysterically un-masculine scream.] Phineas: [Running out of the room] ZOMBIEEEEEE!!!! [After he leaves, Ferb starts laughing.] Ferb: You...you actually fell for it... [He falls to the floor.] Ferb: [Breathless] You...you should have seen yourself...you looked...you looked priceless! [He rolls around on the floor a bit more, laughing all the way, until eventually he sits up. He realizes Phineas is no longer present.] Ferb:...Phineas? [Red lights fill the room. An alarm goes off.] Disembodied voice: Attention all resistance personnel. We have received reports that there is a living undead somewhere in the headquarters. We advise everybody not to panic and avoid Phineas's room at all cost until the problem is taken care of. [Ferb, now looking both scared and very guilty, looks at a location in suspiciously close proximity to the camera.] Ferb:...I was...kidding... [After the credits roll, we cut to Heinz Doofenshmirtz in his room, complaining to Platyborg, as usual.] Doof: And I was this close to tricking that Flynn kid into eating one of my cupcakes... Platyborg: ...Sir, your most immediate enemy and his companion were standing at the door a few minutes ago, completely unarmed. Doof: Yeah, so? Platyborg: So why didn't you just run them through right then and there while they were apologizing to you? You had them like sitting ducks. Doof: I uh....had to get housework done... Platyborg: And you couldn't spare about five seconds to destroy them? [Doof is left at a loss for words. When he finally processes everything, he pulls an impressive facepalm.] Doof: Dummkopf...
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