#stumbleberry finkbat

[handelingit]

[momphineasandferbmadeablog]

What’s ur dream pnf crossover parody (like how they did Star Wars an stuff)

well they kind of already did a lord of the rings inspired thing with stumbleberry finkbat and excaliferb but i still would just love a full one. the flynn fletchers are all hobbits, buford is a dwarf, isabella is an elf, baljeet is a wizard. if you get it, you get it.

dc comics, cause fuck marvel and fuck mission marvel in particular. i want phineas and ferb to meet batman. they trick out the batmobile. isabella and damian try to kill each other. baljeet and tim geek out together. doof hangs out with lex luthor while perry works with krypto the super dog to take them down. vanessa works with black canary and candace works with wonder woman and they both develop hero crushes.

also this is completely just self indulgent but someone put those boys in the magic school bus right now before i loose my mind.

[cometcrystal]

SPACE ADVENTURE AND STUMBLEBERRY FINKBAT?

in a just society they wouldve submitted the real goat of in-universe pnf media The Doctor Zone Files (milo murphy's law canon therefore a degree separated from pnf canon depending on the given timeline and time of day and phase of the moon etc etc)

telethon of evil? let's all dance until we're sick? THE ENTIRE EPISODE OF FERB TV? DUCKY FUCKING MOMO????????????

[a-fireside-boy]

Bonus Dwampytober image of Buford and Baljeet together in the Speckie vs Finkie showdown

[metaphor-cheese]

Obsessed with the idea of like. Whoever Baljeet's partner(s) end up being are all Finkies. He gets outvoted every movie night and while he is glad that his loved ones are enjoying it so much, he is suffering. Beloved.

This is so fucking funny

[thedashaperspective]

Silent Night

A short story featuring autistic Ferb

Given how much they accomplished in a day, which usually involved strenuous physical activity, one might assume Phineas and Ferb fell asleep the moment their heads hit the pillow. One would be wrong.

Phineas’s mind was always in motion, reviewing the day, pondering new invention ideas, and reminiscing on how much their friends had enjoyed their latest project. He would be easily distracted by whatever random memories or jokes popped into his brain.

It always took Ferb a long time to wind down. He read engineering handbooks, manuals for car repair, and expanded universe Stumbleberry Finkbat novels he had already read countless times before. It was more relaxing to read when he already knew he would like the book and could relive it again and again.

This particular night, Ferb was distracted from his reading by Phineas’s constant motion, creating shuffling noises as he readjusted the sheets and flipped to his stomach. Ferb was just getting back to the 2005 Honda Pilot owner’s manual when Phineas sighed. Ferb looked over with eyebrows raised.

“Ferb, are you awake? I guess you are, because the light’s on and you’re reading. And looking at me. Anyway... Ferb, can I ask you something?”

Ferb nodded.

“Does it ever... bother you? You know, that you don’t talk that much? And that I talk for you? I know what you mean most of the time, but... Does it ever get hard?”

Ferb took a long, fortifying breath. “Sometimes, it does. Not at home, but when people assume I have nothing to say because I don’t talk much.”

Phineas sighed again. “I hate when people do that. I don’t get mad a lot, but all the times I can remember getting mad recently are when people treat you like you don’t even exist or talk to me instead of you. I don’t mind saying what you need me to, but you can hear what everyone says!”

Ferb gave Phineas a thumbs-up.

“You would tell me if I overstepped my boundaries and talked for you when you didn’t want me to, right?”

Ferb lobbed a pillow across the room. “I’d do that to let you know.”

Phineas threw the pillow back. “I would say we should pillow fight, but Candace would probably wake up.”

“Phineas? Does it ever bother you that I don’t talk much?” Ferb asked apprehensively.

Phineas’s eyes widened “Ferb! Of course not! It’s not something you can change; it’s part of you being autistic. I couldn’t imagine you any other way.”

Ferb’s face filled with a grateful smile.

An idea struck Phineas. “Hey Ferb! I know what we’re gonna do tomorrow! Giant pillow fight! Or pillow-fighting robots! Or both!”

A pillow struck the side of Phineas’s head.

“Yeah, Ferb, you’re right. Sleep first.”

“Newborns need 14 to 17 hours of sleep.”

“Cool. Good night, Ferb.”

“Sleep well, Phineas.”

[luescris]

Aight so I have no idea how I'm supposed to post this/start posting about these aus but here's some quick things for them Ig ahaha 🙃

· Resistance Leader AU:

-- Set in the Second Dimension, Future. Candace has been kidnapped by Doof (or Doof's daughter idk yet) and as the next line up, Phineas takes charge of the Resistance and has to rescue her. (I know I already posted this pic already but I didn't wanna make another one sorry hjjajd,,)

· Star Wars AU:

-- Set a couple years after the SW special. Ferb has been taken by a dark, unknown and forgotten Sith Lord and Phineas and friends sets out to find him through the galaxy (sounds a lot like the other one I know but trust me I'm leaving SO MUCH out-)

· Boyborg AU:

-- Don't really have much for this one other than 2D!Doof somehow manages to get to Original Phineas and turns him into a Boyborg like he said he would in the movie.

· What if Candace's Dream was Real AU:

-- "Phineas and Ferb Get Busted!" inspired but it's not actually a dream and it takes a month for the boys to be actually rescued, and thus they aren't like what they were before. (Don't like how I did this one's pic but I mean I have something Bigger coming for it at some point so yeah lmao)

· When Dimensions Collide AU:

-- Space Adventure/Stumbleberry Finkbat inspired AU. Phineas ("Captain Flynn") and Ferb (Magic Finkie Elf) live in separate dimensions, but come together and learn that they're somehow related, and have to work together to bring both dimensions together as one.

Anywayyyyy here's the basic summaries of each AU that I've come up with hopefully I can actually do something official with them all (besides the SW one I think I'm almost done with it. Maybe???). Anywho enjoy thanks sorry this is long byeeeee

[zosonils]

thoughts on Isa? (like, whatever you want to talk about, any specific headcanons you have!)

isabella my beloved..... here’s some miscellaneous thoughts on her

pnf fandom [and also the show proper to be honest] give isabella characterisation that doesn’t entirely revolve around her relationship with phineas challenge..... she’s such a funky character in her own right and it’s a shame that nearly all the isabella meta out there is so hyperfocused on shipping when she’s got plenty more going for her. that’s not to say ship related character exploration isn’t valid or fun, i have plenty of thoughts on the matter myself, it’s just suffocating when it’s the only thing you ever seem to find for a character

i think as she gets older she’d continue to be really involved with the fireside girls [the organisation, although obviously the characters she’ll keep being friends with as well :)], like even when she’s too old to officially do the patch earning and whatnot i can see her helping younger members and such - maybe she’d become a troop leader when she’s an adult? is that what they’re called? the adult members who like chaperone the group of kids they’re assigned to, i don’t remember what they’re called because i was only in girl guides for a few months and thoroughly hated the experience. isabella would be one of those and she would be so supportive and proud of all the girls in her troop all the time

bi greyromantic isabella rights. she can also have little a trans her gender

she’s a perfectionist with very high standards for herself and takes it personally when she doesn’t meet her own expectations, which results in her self esteem going up and down a lot. her friends and parents have learned to recognise her low moods and offer reassurance when she needs it, which is usually enough to bring her confidence back up to its usual level. i can’t remember if this is implied in the show or just fanon but either way i like it and think about it

slams hands on desk like an ace attorney character FERB AND ISABELLA BROTP. the way they interact is so funny and i think they just generally have enough traits either in common or that complement each other perfectly to be genuinely great friends even without phineas around as the mutual connection, as much as they both care him. one of the things i really appreciate about pnf is that there’s never any arbitrary animosity between isabella and ferb or god fucking forbid a love triangle, they’re just completely platonic friends and i love that for them and think about it daily

honestly the way isabella interacts with the entire main group is really good. again please give this girl some Thoughts that don’t strictly pertain to her and phineas, cute as their dynamic is, maybe i just want to see isabella walk in on buford and baljeet arguing about who would win a hypothetical fight between space adventure and stumbleberry finkbat characters, say What Are You Two Fucking Talking About [affectionate], sit and listen as they both condense the entire plot of their respective series into half an hour of infodumping, and then immediately establish the rules of the scenario and find the answer in five minutes

you know how act your age had that main plotline of isabella not hanging out with the gang as much after repressing her crush on phineas because that’s stupid and i hate act your age but also i can envision isabella becoming more openly jaded in her teens as a way of coping with that idea of pursuing a relationship [supposedly] dying unceremoniously as well as various other things going on in her life that stress her out. like act your age fucked it up immensely, whoop te fucking do, but isabella dropping a lot of her outwardly sweet and optimistic personality for a more bluntly realistic or even cynical viewpoint feels like a really interesting direction for her character to go in that wouldn’t feel jarringly out of place if it was actually written correctly

y’all already know i will adamantly stand for queerplatonic phinabella until i die but like i think them figuring out how that dynamic would work and how they want to approach it so that both of them are genuinely happy with how that works is something that’d be interesting to go more in depth with if i could actually make those thoughts into functional english. especially the continued existence of isabella’s romantic feelings and phineas’ complete lack of those and like, where the middle ground is so that they both have what they want in a Relationship™ without boundaries being crossed i’m not phrasing this super well but i promise i have Numerous Thoughts on the matter. it’s the wanting your partner to be happy with your relationship while explicitly setting your own boundaries for me

side bow issy supremacy

[forgottenpnffacts]

do you have like a list of stuff that phineas and ferb have in their room? i feel like it’s not shown a lot

I’ve never actually made a specific list before, but it looks like they have:

A totem pole, an ethyl gas pump style chest with a drinking bird inside it, a cow skull, a desk with a desktop computer setup (with a mounted webcam)/calendar pencil cup/magnetic paperclip holder/assorted protractors and a drawing compass/blank book/pictures of Stumbleberry Finkbat characters on it, a pneumatic mail tube system, a drawing desk with an electric pencil sharpener/a pencil holder/rocket sketch on it and a tiki(?) chair, a shelf with a model of Stonehenge on it, a framed vinyl record, a pair of skis, a butterfly net, a baseball cap, a snorkel mask, a mounted pickaxe, a screen that can descend from the ceiling, a table of the periodic elements, a gnome, a beanbag(?) chair, a nightstand with an alarm clock on it, an aquarium mounted on a set of drawers(?) with a fork nailed to the side, Phineas’ raft bed, a static electricity sphere on top of a chest/trunk, a pet bed and water bottle for Perry, seahorse and pufferfish ornaments, a lantern and molecular model on top of a hazardous waste barrel filled with books, Ferb’s bed with drawers underneath and a reading pillow, a headboard shelf with a desk lamp/pictures(?) tacked up/Newton’s cradle/a clock in a glass case, a framed coat of arms with a scarf(?) hung over it, a telephone booth (that has “Chelsea” printed on it), a Moai statue, a bookshelf (possibly styled on a 20th century radio?), a paper lantern light, pictures of transmission towers(?)/a tiered building/flowers, another baseball cap, a sports pendant(?), and clouds painted on the ceiling. 

[xsunflowerseedsx-blog]

“Stumbleberry Finkbat and the Lost Shadow of Darkling Tower alone was smarter and mORE REALISTIC than all the even numbered Space Adventure movies combined.” -Phineas and Ferb  

[themurphyzone]

104 Words for 104 Days: Steamed

Based off the Steamed Hams skit from The Simpsons. 

“Hello, Major Monogram!” Carl squeaked, immediately forgetting the pep talk he’d given himself in the bathroom mirror just a few minutes earlier. It was just a friendly lunch between coworkers. What could possibly…well, he wasn’t going to finish that thought, because it would just be inviting an onslaught of misfortune. “Ready for lunch?”

“It better be worth the trip, Carl,” Monogram said as he wiped the dirt off his shoes. “I’m missing a Stumbleberry Finkbat marathon for this.”

“Don’t worry, sir! It will be!” Carl exclaimed.

Monogram glanced at a large photo of Carl’s family on the wall. “All redheads, huh? I can’t even tell where you are in this thing.”

“And all unpaid interns,” Carl nodded, tapping a red blur near the bottom. “This is me. I was the one taking the photo and the camera was on a timer. I didn’t get into position fast enough. Anyway, this is cousin Carly, second cousin Carlos, twins Karlie and Karla. And-“

“Let me guess. His name is Carl.”

“Nope, that’s Crazy Steve. He wasn’t supposed to be invited. The family disowned him after the rubber duck incident,” Carl said.

One side of Monogram’s unibrow rose. “So all of you are unpaid interns?”

“Yes, why?”

“So if none of you are paid, how did you afford a house?” Monogram asked, sounding genuinely baffled.

Carl shrugged. “I don’t know, how do Agent P’s owners afford the materials for their projects?”

“Touché.”

Monogram took his seat at the dining table while Carl went into the kitchen, which was thankfully spared from Monogram’s scrutinizing view by a door. Carl noticed a thick gray cloud blanketing the far wall, right where his oven was. Luckily, Monogram didn’t seem to notice the plume of smoke rising from the oven. The smoke detectors still needed new batteries, and Carl groaned at his lack of foresight.

“It’s okay, Carl. Just play it cool. There’s probably something I can serve,” Carl muttered to himself. He shoved his hands into a pair of red mitts and opened the oven door. Smoke billowed into his face as he poked at the tray of blackened and burnt lamb chops, which now resembled lumps of coal instead of delicious meat.

Carl closed the oven. He cleaned his glasses with a cloth, keeping an eye on the door in case Monogram decided to check on him.

Well, the lamb was completely ruined. There went his plan to wow Monogram into adopting him with his amazingly seasoned lamb chops.

Then Carl noticed the Mr. Slushy Burger just outside the kitchen window. He stared at the Slushy the Clown statue, a Plan B forming in his mind.

“What if I were to purchase fast food and disguise it as my own cooking?” Carl smirked. “Not a bad plan, Carl. It’s a great use of the conveniently placed Mr. Slushy Burger location.”

He opened the window, grunting as his leg caught on the windowsill. As he tried to pull it free, there was a noise of disbelief behind him.

Carl froze as Monogram’s unibrow rose, clearly expecting an explanation for the delay.

o-o-o-o-o

♪♪♪ Carl Karl, with his crazy explanations,

The Major who doesn’t pay interns for these aggravations,

When he hears Carl’s latest fabrications,

There’ll be no paycheck tonight! ♪♪♪

(Though there was never one to begin with…)

o-o-o-o-o

“CARRRRRL!”

Carl jumped at Monogram’s shout, pulling his leg free with a painful twinge.

“Major!” Carl exclaimed, scrambling for an explanation. “I was just…stretching my calves on the windowsill! All that sitting around at a desk isn’t good for the legs, you know! Have to get my exercise in somehow!”

Monogram’s eyes flitted to the oven, which was still emitting a thick cloud of smoke. “Why is there smoke coming out of your oven, Carl?”

“Oh, that’s not smoke,” Carl said. “That’s steam from the steamed jams we’re having. Mmmm, steamed jams.”

“I didn’t know you could steam jam,” Monogram said.

“Only a very specific jam made from California grapes. It’s not advisable for strawberries or apricots.”

Monogram blinked, then turned around and muttered something about weird interns before exiting the kitchen.

Glad that Monogram had accepted his explanation for now, Carl practically threw himself out of the window in his haste to get to Mr. Slushy Burger.

o-o-o-o-o

“Major Monogram, I hope you’re ready for mouthwatering hamburgers!” Carl exclaimed. He’d already removed the wrapping from the burgers and hidden the evidence, serving the hamburgers on a silver tray instead.

“I thought we were having steamed jams,” Monogram said.

Carl chuckled and set the tray down. “Oh no, I said steamed lambs. That’s what I call hamburgers.”

“You call hamburgers ‘steamed lambs’,” Monogram said flatly.

“Yup, it’s a regional dialect,” Carl said, quickly reaching for a burger and taking a bite to disguise the nervous twitch of his lips.

There was a long pause as Monogram finally placed two burgers on his plate.

“Uh-huh. What region?” he asked nonchalantly.

“Um…Badgertown?”

“Really? I hid in Badgertown for a month while I was trying to escape from…the Academy.”

Monogram struck a dramatic pose, his eyes watering from a painful memory.

“Francis, get back here! Daddy? I’ve told you a million times, I’m not your father. As for your punishment, you’ll be peeling potatoes until you graduate. I love you, Daddy.”

Carl still didn’t understand where that dramatic musical score was coming from.

Monogram coughed. “Anyway, I’ve never heard anyone in Badgertown use the phrase ‘steamed lambs.’”

“Of course not. It sees more use in Weaseltown. You know, the northern suburbs. You just weren’t in the right area to hear it,” Carl said.

They ate in silence for a few minutes, and Carl relaxed from not having to come up with outlandish lies.

Monogram opened his hamburger and glanced at the patty. “You know, these hamburgers remind me of the ones at Mr. Slushy Burger. Pickles so green and meat so brown and all. We just need Slushy the Clown and it would be perfect.”

Carl nearly spat out his drink, swallowing hastily. “Oh no, those are Carlburgers! Just an old family recipe.”

Monogram’s unibrow rose again. “For steamed lambs?”

“Yup!”

“So you call them steamed lambs even though this is obviously grilled beef?” Monogram held the patty out to Carl, who felt a bead of sweat trickle down his neck.

It was getting uncomfortably warm.

Then Carl noticed a red glow around the door. “Excuse me for one second,” he said.

Monogram nodded and continued eating.

Carl took one step into the kitchen, saw the slowly spreading flames, and schooled his face into a casual expression as he walked out. He stood in front of the door, facing Monogram to minimize his view of the kitchen.

“Well that was wonderful,” Carl yawned casually. Hopefully he seemed casual. “I had a good time. Looks like it’s time to recharge ourselves in front of a screen before the next social call!”  

Monogram checked his watch as he stood up. “Yes, it’s almost 1:30. If I hurry I can be home in time to watch Stumbleberry Finkbat and the Cursed Gold of Philosopheria. That’s one of the best ones in the franchise, though I can’t understand why they decide to change it to Cursed Gold of Sorceria for the United States release. Great action, character development, on location filming and…great googly-moogly! What’s happening in there?”

Monogram pointed to the door in shock, and belatedly Carl realized he was nowhere near large enough to block the red glow along the top crack.

“Southern Lights,” Carl quickly said.

Monogram sputtered. “Southern Lights? With this temperate climate, in the middle of the day, localized entirely in a kitchen within the Northern hemisphere?”

“Yes!” Carl exclaimed, smiling so wide that his cheeks started to cramp.

“May I see it?” Monogram asked.  

“No.”

Carl led Monogram out like any good host would do, carefully concealing any smoldering embers from his view.

“Carl, you’re a weird intern with a lot of habits I’m afraid to ask about,” Monogram said as he stepped off the porch. “But I’ll admit that you steam a good lamb.”

It was the closest to a thank you that he’d ever get, and Carl couldn’t help but squeal in happiness.

Monogram turned to his car as the fire sirens increased in volume. “Oh, looks like there’s an emergency,” he commented. “Better go before they blockade the street.”

“CARL, WHY IS THE HOUSE ON FIRE?” 

“Just the Southern Lights, Carly!” Carl called back, giving Monogram a thumbs-up so he didn’t worry. Or worse, take the praise back.

Monogram got into his car and drove away. As soon as he was out of sight, Carl rushed back into the house to help Carly move their tech away from the fire.

[cresselia8themoon]

Top 10 Phineas and Ferb Songs- Season 2

Season 1

This was tough. I limited myself to one song per episode because I would probably include literally every song from Rollercoaster: The Musical if I could. 

10. Song: Our Movie’s Better than Yours

Episode: Nerds of a Feather

Fandom wars. We all know the famous ones. Star Trek vs Star Wars, Any Sci-Fi vs Fantasy, Pokemon vs Digimon, and DC vs Marvel. I think I’d be on the Stumbleberry Finkbat side for this one. Anyone else?

You know it’s a big deal when Wade’s out of his bedroom in a wizard costume. Shit’s gonna happen folks. 

I love how this is such an epic march, with the trumpet sounds of war and the drums, and then they start “pew pew pewing” with flashlights and throwing D&D dice at each other. And Ducky Momo is the ultimate obstacle they must face in the line of duty. Don’t let his adorable quacks fool you!

9. Song: Me, Myself, and I

Episode: Split Personality

It’s easy to think Candace only has two modes: the crazy, frustrated “gotta bust my brothers” Candace and the lovey-dovey has her “entire life planned out and around Jeremy” Candace. The sum of these parts equals Candace Gertrude Flynn. 

Busting Candace is never happy. Her only self fulfillment is busting her brothers. We’ve seen this manifest in other episodes, where Candace often ditches her peers because she’s distracted by her brothers. When Phineas and Ferb take a lazy day, all her plans revolve around catching her brothers in the act only to remember that she can’t catch them if they won’t do anything. When the full realization hits, she asks, “Who is Candace?” 

Romantic Candace can’t imagine life without her boyfriend. This is where the creepy obsession with Jeremy comes into play. This Candace is just another Judy Jetson, no character whatsoever except for a fixation on hot guys. Her one track mind cannot focus on anything that is not Jeremy-related, and her family and Stacy are forgotten. 

8. Song: Atlantis

Episode: Same as song

If Atlantica needed a national anthem, this would be it. Personally I think this song is underrated, which is a shame because I really enjoy the melody. 

It’s a bouncy, lighthearted tune that perfectly fits the discovery of an underwater city lost for millennia. Oh, and it happens to be off the coast of the city Phineas and Ferb live in. I don’t get it. First, shouldn’t Atlantis be in the Mediterranean somewhere? Did merpeople tow the entire palace to America or something? Second, how are Phineas and the gang the first ones to discover it? I would think a submarine or underwater camera would find it already. 

7. Song: Watchin’ and Waitin’

Episode: Don’t Even Blink

You know how you’ve just finished a really long test and waiting for everyone else to finish? And you can’t read or doodle, just sit there those very long, boring, agonizing minutes? And you just stare at the clock which just ticks at snail’s speed? I swear I hear this song’s “tick tick tock tock” sound in my head if I have to wait for long periods of time. 

I love how they just go “We’re bored. Let’s pull all these instruments from nowhere and have a musical number.” 

6. Song: Happy Evil Love Song

Episode: Chez Platypus

We all love it when Heinz is happy. We want him to succeed. We know he’s not a waste of space. And look? He’s in love! They even have matching tattoos! He blew up the moon into a heart for her! So cute!

They have harmonizing evil laughs and voices! And best of all, being evil is always more fun when you do it with someone you love! As Heinz says, “I’ve never been so happy, in my entire life!” And then we all know what happens next. She gets hit with an inator and rejects him.

They kiss and become official boyfriend and girlfriend and do all sorts of crazy evil schemes together. She’s surprisingly okay with him completely failing to not take over the Tri-State Area as long as she gets to be evil with him. She’s even cool with Perry, Vanessa, and Norm! Towards the end of the summer, Heinz talks to her about becoming a good guy and she’s willing to turn over a new leaf as well. He also proposes to her and they get married and live happily ever after. 

5. Song: Rollercoaster

Episode: Rollercoaster: The Musical!

I’m terrified of rollercoasters. Unlike Melissa, I’ve never actually had one drop from the sky onto my science project though. If the events of the musical are exactly like the first day of summer, then wouldn’t a rollercoaster have dropped from the sky again and landed in the same position as before? 

I can’t help but love how everyone is screaming while Phineas and Ferb defy mind-numbing terror by jamming out on electric guitars while standing on the hood of the rollercoaster. They seem to have safety attachments specifically tailored for impromptu songs. 

4. Song: Kick My Way Into Her Heart

Episode: Thaddeus and Thor

I think this is the first time I’ve ever seen a cartoon parody their own songs. Poor Heinz, trying his best at something he fails at in order to earn approval and love from his neglectful mother. To make matters worse, it’s ambiguous how much Roger knew of his parents’ treatment of Heinz. What did Roger do so that his mother loved him that Heinz never did? Maybe he never realized how much it affected Heinz into his adult years. I still hate that pompous jerk. 

It’s interesting to note that Heinz only wants to find a way into his mother’s heart. What about his father? He never showed up at the kickball game. Heinz probably realized his father was a lost cause and had to live with the idea that he would never love him. 

Oh, and there’s Love Handel again too. How much did Heinz pay for this gig anyway? 

Poor kid. I just wanna hug him so bad. He’s so adorable in bow ties.

3. Song: Gimme a Grade

Episode: The Baljeatles

Word must spread through Danville like wildfire if Heinz has apparently heard of the Baljeatles even before they finish their debut song. Come on Baljeet! Sing your heart out to those establishment freaks! It’s nice to someone who’s unafraid to not comply with conformity. 

Even if Baljeet doesn’t like a free-floating curriculum, he can’t deny that he learned something! The heartbeat from the Bum-bum-inator is the perfect beat for the song! Ferb really rocks that Union Jack look too. 

2. Thank You Santa

Episode: Phineas and Ferb Christmas Vacation!

This episode is going to be a classic one day. Personally my favorite animated Christmas movie is The Polar Express, so it’s always rewarding for me to hear a similar fanfare to Believe when Danville turns all the lights back on.

Monogram was right about Heinz giving Perry that vase. I feel bad for Perry. Nobody should ever witness snowman carnage on Christmas. Poor platypus must still have nightmares. 

I can’t be the only one who finds Irving’s reaction to getting Phineas and Ferb’s outfits creepy though. 

Let’s be honest. We’ve all tried flipping upside down to see if the clubhouse looks like anything inappropriate. It doesn’t. 

1. Song: Not so Bad a Dad

Episode: Finding Mary McGuffin

One of my favorite aspects of this show is how it develops Heinz and Vanessa’s relationship. When we meet Vanessa, she’s dismissive and only acts as the B-plot’s Candace, except more edgy. In Seasons 2 and 3, she comes around and starts to appreciate what Heinz tries to do for her. By Season 4, she’s mature enough to give her dad a much-needed pep talk about giving up evil and has decided where she wants to go in her life. 

Heinz is a great dad, despite his upbringing. All the examples in this song are of him doing something that embarrasses Vanessa, rather than being neglectful or abusive. I suppose stepping on the other team’s feet is a little evil though. But he means well, which Vanessa realizes in retrospect. 

It’s understandable for even the most loving dads to screw up. Here Heinz has no reliable parenting examples to turn to, but he does his best even if he only has custody every other weekend. 

[a-fireside-boy]

Day 9 of Dwampytober!

“I relate to the character of Odaf Underhump and his complex emotional inner journey”- Buford Van Stomm

[metaphor-cheese]

Movie night

The final Space Adventure film was blaring to life in the background. He’d long since stopped paying attention to the plot. He’d already seen these films countless times over the years with his friends anyway, and they never lived up to the masterpiece that was Stumbleberry Finkbat. But he would watch them a thousand times just to spend more time like this.

A soft, content sigh escaped his lips as he looked at the figure resting against his side. Lit only by the obnoxious blues of the tv, yet somehow still looking as gorgeous as ever. All eyebags and messy hair as he shuffled to get comfortable against him…he would kill for every night to be like this.

“This scene…” Baljeet says with a half-hearted point to the screen. The opening text had just faded out and now the camera was focusing on soldiers stomping through some kind of jungle planet. “Always bothered me.” He says. “In the game, which came out 9 months before this movie, they establish that the Anamejon cluster is devoid of water. Yet in the official art book for this film they confirm that is where this planet is. It makes no sense for a jungle to form without water and, despite theories online, there is no solid evidence that the ecosystem is using any other substance to sustain it.”

God, he was perfect.

He may tease Baljeet over it usually, but right now he wanted nothing more than to listen to him ramble. Even with the excessive booze and tiredness affecting his energy levels, Baljeet still had that fire behind his eyes and in his voice- that passion. Not many people saw it behind his ‘proffesional’, calculating persona, but Baljeet was just as much an emotional creature as him. Just as fiery and fearful and caring… He, more than even Phineas and Ferb, had taught him that science and other boring school stuff were not opposite of passion and they were, in fact, two sides of the same coin. He was grateful for that. He was grateful for Baljeet in general.

Also his accent was hypnotic. He wanted to hear more of it.

“Uh huh…?” He prompts, trying to sound as interested as possible. He was grateful for the drink for making Baljeet less reserved because he didn’t hide the adorably satisfied smirk that someone actually cared about his nerdy infodumping.

“Yes.” He said, shifting slightly to get more comfortable. Buford moved to pull him closer without thinking and, before he could even begin to worry he’d made things weird, Baljeet gave let out a happy sigh that made his chest explode in childlike butterflies. He still liked being held… With a dopey smile, he patted his back and kept his arm around him. In the morning he would regret this- he’d long since accepted Baljeet would never feel the same way and he really had to stop letting himself fall deeper- but in his inebriated state he couldnt bring himself to care. For just one night, he wanted to indulge in how much he adored his nerd.

“The book also states…” Baljeet starts up again, gesturing as best he can with his one free arm not trapped by the half-hug. “…The cluster is supposed to be located at the edge of the galaxy and, while that makes sense as a hideout to regroup…” He’s seen this film so many times he has no problem talking through the entirety of the first half hour. Usually talking during films would be a sin for Buford, but he certainly isnt complaining this time. He just leans back and lets himself get lost in the steady lilt of Baljeet’s voice, smiling in amusement every time he loses his train of thought or let out one of those cute, happy giggles during his increasingly irrelevant space adventure lore tangents. He never wants to let him go.

As Baljeet reaches down to the coffee table for his glass of wine though, Buford reluctantly loosens his grip to let him. It hurts more than it should. He knows Baljeet isn’t his. Will never be his. He needs to come to terms with it.

…What hurt so much is that he had. Last year he was moving on, he actually found someone who liked him back and then…and then the nerd had to ruin it by being so damn charming and wonderful when he came back to visit. Stupid fucking nerd. Messing things up.

Baljeet takes a sip and turns to him with a drunken smile on his lips and brown eyes shining with the light of the tv. Not for the first time that night, Buford feels his heart skip a beat.

“Talking has made me thirsty.” Baljeet explains, unnecessarily, with a more-giggly-than-normal laugh. Man. Buford could never be mad at him.

Baljeet looks down at his glass and swirls the liquid around like fancy people do in the movies. “I really should not have any more.” He says. Buford nods, but it’s only to humour him. He hasn’t been able to tell Baljeet what to do in 14 years. If the nerd wanted another drink, a battalion wouldnt be able to stop him.

Sure enough, irregardless of his thoughts, Baljeet takes another long sip and comes up for air flushed and giddy. “I am going to regret tonight so much in the morning.” He says, still grinning, before he finishes the glass off. Buford feels like theres a dirty joke there but he’s too drunk himself to figure out what it is. So he just smiles back, because dammit that grin is infectious.

God he wants to kiss him. So much it almost hurts. He wants to pull him into his lap and shower him in kisses while hearing that adorable laugh until they’ve both forgotten the film completely. But more than anything he wants to stay here, with him. In this dark living room at who knows what time, drunk, tired and with sore eyes but together. To just cuddle together with Baljeet a little longer before morning and sobriety come and make him face the reality of their relationship again.

He’s lucky Baljeet is an affectionate drunk. The nerd leans back into his arm and lets himself be pulled against his side. It feels cheesy to have his arm around the nerd during a film like this, but the smile wriggling across his face is not amused but instead lovestruck, to an embarrassing degree. Maybe he was cheesy.

…Baljeet would probably tease him and say something like “You do not say?” if he heard that.

“What’s so funny?” Baljeet asks, quietly. Contraction. So he was paying attention to the film now then.

“Your hair tickles.” He lies. If anything, he liked having it so close. He wanted to run his fingers through it.

“Oh, sorry.” Baljeet mutters and that turned out to be a good move because he turns and shifts so he is half-hugging and resting his head against Bufords chest. “Better?”

Buford doesnt even think before wrapping him in a hug, that Baljeet snuggles into adorably. “Perfect.”

God it felt nice to hold him like this. Too much about growing up had made him feel small (paradoxical, as it may seem). As a kid he was the largest of his friends. The toughest. Everyone feared him and everyone also knew they could lean on him. He was their ‘angry wall of meat’ as Baljeet once called him.

Now he felt more like a rickety fence. Full of the holes his friends and surrogate family had poked in his armour. Weaker. Easier to hurt. Now he wavered when he heard insults, he forced himself to show the sides of himself that could be used against him, he…he felt frail. As much as he knew objectively that he was in a healthier place now, the feeling of vulnerability still messed with him sometimes. Seeing all his friends physically outgrow him certainly didn’t help either (curse his ma’s short genes). Especially Baljeet. Having to look up to look him in the eye still felt weird.

But when he humoured him like this…when he laid halfway across the couch so he could be cuddled like when they were little and things were simple and he was his nerd…it let Buford feel big again. Big enough to keep his friends safe. To have a purpose again.

‘I’m too lucky’ he thought, drawing patterns in Baljeets back. Not even necessarily in a romantic sense. Having Baljeet as just a friend was far more than he ever des… he ever thought he could have.

…He wasn’t going to kiss him. That would just cause problems and poor Baljeet didnt need the burden of having to let him down again. Instead, to appease the adoration swelling in his chest before it suffocated him, he gave Baljeet a tight squeeze and buried his face in his curls as he whispered “I missed you.”

Baljeet said nothing for a moment, hopefully presumably just due to the alcohol slowing his reaction times. Then he pulled away and leant up to Bufords level to press his forehead to his.

“I missed you too.”

The caring smile on his face almost made Buford reconsider not kissing him.

[metaphor-cheese]

I feel like while buford is the most likely to develop a crush in present day or in highschool, baljeet would probably fall for him as adults

Like. Imagine

Buford has just gotten back from some fancy film school in europe and one of his first nights back in the states he spends sleeping over at baljeets place. And they chat and laugh together and bingewatch space adventure and stumbleberry finkbat just like old times but now they’re allowed to get buzzed. And halfway through the third stumbleberry finkbat movie, they’re both half asleep and baljeet is leaning against bufords chest because they’ve always been comfortable being close to one another, and finds himself playing with bufords hair. It came out of its loose bun hours ago, and even though its messy, it’s so pretty and frames his face so well, and it’s soft in his hands. And buford’s so tired and zoned out watching his movie like a zombie, he doesnt notice baljeet staring at his face too. He doesnt quite know why his is but he is, and the more he looks the more he notices things like the way the light from the tv makes his dark eyes shine in the dark room or the freckles that are so faint now he’d thought they disappeared- but they havent. Buford sleepily pulls him closer and he’s very warm and huggable so Baljeet cant help but lean into it with a content sigh and before he knows it its morning. He’s laying his head against a rough couch cushion instead of his friends chest now and his head is pounding, but the smell of blueberry pancakes is making things a little better. He glances over to the kitchen where buford is cooking like he lives there or something and that would normally make him annoyed at his audacity- really, he’s been gone for 4 years and now he’s just making himself at home?- but instead he cant think of anything as he’s struck by the domesticity of it. Against his better judgement, he finds himself thinking he wouldnt mind seeing buford in his kitchen every morning

[metaphor-cheese]

Various baljeet hc’s:

-the only one in the group with a solid sleep schedule. His body knocks him out at his bedtime every night on the hour without fail. Also always falls asleep within the first few minutes of any stumbleberry finkbat movie dmfkfkrkkdkd. He drools, snores and mumbles maths equations in his sleep

-spends at least 2 hours a day arguing on message boards with strangers about space adventure

-loves mainstream pop and he and buford sing along to songs all the time. The lumberzacks are obvs his favourites and he has a small crush on zack

-the reason he cares so much about school (in-universe since we all know the actual reason) is because he has pretty intense anxiety over the future. Its not a self esteem or attention seeking thing with him he LEGITIMATELY thinks his whole life will spiral downwards and he’ll end up homeless by the age of 25 or some shit if he ever gets an F. No one rlly knows where he developed this fear from

-rigid thinking autistic. This is why he loves maths so much out of all subjects, because its easy to follow and theres always a correct answer. He struggles with more open ended subjects like english and though he still gets good grades, its less because he finds it easy to analyse literature and more because he’s in-tune enough with the school system to know exactly the answer teachers want. Compare this to buford or ferb who find it more natural to pick apart a novel and come to their own conclusions and really put passion into their essays

-maths and space adventure hyperfixation. Stims are mostly subtle as being a frequent target of bullying made him suppress them. Mostly consists of wide arm movements that are easy to disguise as normal gesturing as well as spontaneous singing

-baljeets dad is busy with work a lot but they get along well. They both like space adventure and his dad was who got him into it

-probably couldnt ever win a fight but if pushed enough he would come very close

-likes to paint his nails :)

-is one of those people who always read instruction manuals and ingredients lists the entire way through, no matter how unnecessary. Shopping with him takes ages

-has anxiety about minor things but is one of the calmest of the bunch when something serious happens

-his fear of contractions developed because his class learnt about them around halloween and the teacher wanted to be on theme and explained them like the frankensteins monsters of words which FREAKED baby baljeet out. He’s forgotten the incident but the fear remains

-is very friendly to biff and can pick him out of a crowd of goldfish :)

-used to be a fireside girl for like. A week before realising ‘yeah this isnt my thing.’ In the 2nd dimension, doofs takeover happened during that week and 2D baljeet’s troop went into hiding and started their own mini-resistance and thats how he joined the cause (they teamed up with the resistance candace started later)

-has semi-regular facetimes with mishti