As usual for the warm summer days, Phineas and Ferb lay beneath the large tree in the backyard of their house in Danville, pondering how to spend the current one.
“You know, we didn’t actually do all that much for Candace this summer…” Phineas began, looking blankly at the air in front of him. “What do you say we do something for her for a change, Ferb?” he asked his green-haired brother, who blinked an answer to him.
“Alright!” he called, and suddenly jumped to his feet. “Then we should think up something really meaningful. That whole Rushmore thing at her birthday was nice, but our sister definitely deserves something even more special!”
“Oh my gosh, oh my gosh!” said sister could be heard screaming from her room. “Did you hear, Stacy?! The new Ducky Momo plushy series is coming out today! We totally have to go to the mall to buy them!”
After a slight pause, she sounded again. “…What do you mean ‘it’s for little kids’?! It’s a passion to me, Stace!”
“Ferb, I know what we’re gonna do today!” Phineas grinned as an idea popped into his head. Ferb got up to his feet and the two started planning, Phineas somehow upholding the conversation for both of them.
A while later, after the parts for their machine of the day were delivered, Phineas and Ferb began constructing it, generating enough noise to draw in their red-haired sister.
“What’s going on back there?!” she yelled as she stormed out of the house and into the yard, seeing her two little brothers working on a metallic arch about twenty percent taller than her.
“Working on a gateway so you can meet Ducky Momo,” Phineas replied casually while hammering a few bolts into their places.
“Ooh, you guys are so bus—” Candace started, when his words sunk in. “Wait, are you… serious? You’re gonna build a portal to let me meet him?”
“Well, since theoretically there is an infinity of universes out there, a universe where the Ducky Momo show is reality should probably exist as well,” Phineas briefly explained the multiverse theory to his older sister. “We wanted to do something you’d really enjoy today!”
“Oh…” she muttered, looking quite sorry. “That’s… that’s really kind of the two of you…” she sighed, closing her eyes and looking down. “But I’m still calling mom!” she yelled and took out her phone from her pocket.
“But mom and dad said they won’t be available today,” Phineas said.
Candace quickly dialed her mom’s number and pressed it against her ear. She waited a minute or so before giving up. “Darn it! They probably can’t hear the phone!” she cried angrily. “Where are they anyway?!”
Linda and Lawrence, the three’s parents, walked around with a crowd of people wearing fake pony ears and tails. They were wearing pink and orange ones, respectively. Loud, cheerful music was playing in the background and some people were even singing along.
“Oh, this is so exciting!” Lawrence called happily, holding up a doll of a yellow pony with wings. “I can’t believe I managed to buy the limited edition hand-made Fluttershy! There were only a hundred of those!”
He then pressed Fluttershy’s stomach, causing a cheerful ‘yay’ to sound out.
“That’s great, honey,” Linda smiled. “I still can’t believe we’re actually at Danville’s My Little Pony convention! I hope the kids won’t suspect anything,” she added in a slightly worried tone.
“And I still can’t believe you enjoy that show too! I thought I was the only adult in the world who did,” Lawrence chuckled.
“It’s actually surprising to see how far a show can go with good writing, despite outward appearances,” Linda nodded in agreement. “Actually, most of the people here are adults,” she was surprised to note, looking around.
“Oh, let’s go to the main hall! I think they’re holding a panel soon!” Lawrence called happily, and started pulling his wife along.
“Whatcha doing?” a girly voice asked from the entrance to the Flynn-Fletcher household.
“Hi, Isabella!” Phineas waved with a wrench, while standing on a small ladder to reach the top of the arch. Into the backyard entered Isabella, Buford and Baljeet.
“We’re building a portal so that Candace can see Ducky Momo!” Phineas explained.
“Ducky Momo? Pfft…” Buford sneered. “That’s a little kids’ show!”
“It’s not a little kids’ show! It’s a cute show with an adorable character and good messages for kids!” Candace replied defensively.
“Yeah! I bet even you could enjoy a good kids’ show if you tried to watch one!” Isabella added, glaring at him angrily.
“Besides,” Baljeet spoke. “Didn’t you tell me you like watching My—”
Buford grabbed him and covered his mouth before the Indian boy could finish speaking. “Mighty Wrestlers,” he completed the sentence for him, looking away. Many brows were raised, yet no questions were asked.
“Arghhhhh!” Candace vocalized her annoyance after her fifth attempt to call her parents. “If only I knew were they went today, I would have gone after them myself!” she called as she shoved her blue cell phone back in the pocket of her skirt.
“Well, it’s too bad they’re gonna miss it,” Phineas said.
“Oh? Are you finished?” Isabella asked.
“Indeed we are!” Phineas exclaimed as he jumped off the ladder next to the portal. Ferb hopped off the top of the portal, flipping in mid-air before landing on the ground. In the background, Baljeet and Buford held large signs with the numbers nine and eight, respectively.
“Well, the honor is all yours, Candace,” Phineas said, handing over to his sister a small remote with a single, red button.
Candace crossed her arms, seemingly going over the different possibilities available to her, before she let out a defeated sigh and took the remote.
“Here we go…” Candace muttered nervously, before pushing the button with her thumb.
The arch-shaped machine’s light bulbs all illuminated as a loud crackling sound was heard from the small generator connected to it. Then, in the middle of the arch began swirling a pink gateway, which gradually grew until it finally filled the entirety of the portal.
The swirling soon subsided and the image became more and more focused, until it revealed a surprisingly colorful little town, reminiscent of the middle ages.
“That’s… definitely not the Ducky Momo show,” Candace noted.
“Hey! That’s Ponyville from ‘My Little Pony’!” Buford exclaimed, causing the others to stare at him. “N-Not that I would know anything about it!” he quickly proclaimed.
“That’s odd…” Phineas muttered. “I was sure this would take us to the Ducky Momo show. Any idea what’s wrong, Ferb?”
In response, the green-haired boy pointed to the living room’s television, which could be seen through the window. The My Little Pony theme song was playing.
“Oh, I see!” Baljeet said. “My Little Pony is on now! That probably means the portal takes you to whatever is on television!”
“It just started too,” Isabella said. “That means we only have about twenty minutes there, if we want to go.”
“Twenty minutes, huh? Sounds like plenty of time to me!” Phineas said.
“I know,” Ferb spoke up. “It always seems like we do a lot at just twenty minutes.”
“Well, I certainly don’t want to go to a little kids’ show,” Bufford huffed, crossing his arms.
“It’s your call, Candace,” Phineas said, looking at her. “Feel like a short walk in Ponyville?”
“Hmm…” Candace said, pondering her options once more. “Eh, might as well spend some time with ponies. Let’s go!”
And so, one by one did the group bravely step through the portal, except for Buford who stood with his back facing it.
“Do you really want to just stand here when you can come to Ponyville with us?” Baljeet asked, poking his head back through the portal.
“Well, I…” Buford muttered. “Argh! Fine! But just because I don’t want to be left out!” he exclaimed, turned around and marched through the portal.
A bright, almost unnaturally colorful world appeared before the humans’ eyes. They found themselves standing right in the middle of the town they saw through the portal. All around them were small, medieval-style buildings, and in front of them a large building with a sign above it reading ‘Town Hall’.
They then looked around closer to ground level, to find many, many of the local inhabitants of the village glaring at them, completely stunned. Behind them, the portal was glowing pink, a circle of about two meters in diameter.
“Citizens of Equestria! We come in peace!” Baljeet called out to nobody in particular.
“Really? ‘We come in peace?’” Isabella asked.
“What? I always wanted to say that,” the Indian boy replied.
“How do you do!” a pink pony called, suddenly appearing between Candace and Phineas.
“Woah! How did you do that?!” Candace cried.
“How did I do what?” the pony asked.
Buford began inhaling and exhaling, very heavily and quickly, muttering something to himself in and between.
“Buford? Is everything okay?” Baljeet asked. “You seem to be hyperventilating.”
“Yeah, usually ponies only do that AFTER I throw them a party,” the pink pony said. “At least, only a few of them do. And then they go to the hospital for some reason.”
“Hi there,” Phineas said, approaching the pink pony. “I’m Phineas!” he introduced himself with a friendly smile. “And those are Ferb, Candace, Isabella, Baljeet and Buford,” he said, pointing over to each of the members of the group.
“Wow! So many new ponies! I can’t wait to throw you all a party!” the pink pony called. “Oh yeah, I’m Pinkie Pie! Best party thrower in— WEEEEE!” she suddenly cried with surprise as she was raised to the air by a light blue Pegasus.
“What are you doing, Pinkie?!” the Pegasus shouted at her. “You can’t just approach these… aliens like that! They could be dangerous!”
“We’re not aliens,” Isabella said. “We didn’t come from another planet, just another universe.”
“See, Dashie? It’s all good!” Pinkie smiled at her. The Pegasus seemed to be in a loss of words.
“Don’t worry, we’re just here for a quick visit. About twenty minutes or so,” Phineas assured.
“Umm… excuse me,” Buford suddenly said, surprisingly quietly. He was looking straight up at the Pegasus.
“Can I…” he muttered, struggling to speak up. “Can I… HAVE YOUR AUTOGRAPH?! PLEASE, RAINBOW DASH! I BEG YOU!” he suddenly yelled, falling on his knees as he held up a small notebook he pulled out of his pocket.
Every creature at the area, human and pony alike, stared at either Buford or Rainbow Dash in a mixture of shock and anticipation.
“You… want my autograph?” Rainbow asked in disbelief, staring straight at Buford, who seemed quite nervous, to put it mildly.
“AW YEAH, BABY! I’M INTER-UNIVERSALLY FAMOUS!” she screamed with joy and flew down, dropping Pinkie on the ground just before she reached Buford.
Rainbow Dash picked up the pen Buford was holding with her mouth, and swiftly signed her name in one of the notebook’s pages. She then placed it back in Buford’s palm.
Buford slowly brought down the notebook and pen, staring at them both with sparkling eyes. The pen had a trickle of saliva running down it.
“I’ll never wash this pen again,” Buford muttered, when he noticed his friends were all staring at him dubiously. “I-It’s for my mom!” he quickly cried.
“You know, anypony who wants my autograph is okay in my book!” Rainbow said happily, floating beside Buford. “Even if they’re aliens, I guess.”
With Rainbow’s loud declaration, all the ponies seemed to stop minding the appearance of the humans and returned to their activities.
“So, what brings you all to Ponyville?” Rainbow asked, proceeding to shake each human’ hand.
“Well, it’s a long story,” Phineas said. “Bottom line is, we just came to visit you for about twenty minutes. The portal will stay active as long as you’re on television.”
“What’s a television?” Rainbow asked.
“It’s an electrical device that is used for mass streaming of media, usually through cables, but more recently satellites as well,” Baljeet explained simply.
He was quickly met with a puzzled look by Rainbow. “You know, I think I know somepony here who would be a perfect match for you.”
“Basically, it means you’re really, really famous,” Isabella said. “A lot of kids watch you on television.”
“And some grown-ups too. You’re really popular with them too, for some reason,” Candace added.
“Like, how famous? How many are watching us?” Rainbow Dash asked, surprisingly at ease with the knowledge of being watched. “A few thousands, I hope.”
“Actually, the number’s somewhere in the hundred thousands,” Candace corrected. “Maybe even a million.”
Rainbow dash’s eyes grew three-fold, her wings froze and her jaw dropped.
“M-M-M-MILLION?!” shrieked a pony behind them. The group all turned around to see a white Unicorn with swirly, purple mane and tail. In a moment, she sprinted off. “MAKE UP! I CAN’T BE OUTSIDE WITHOUT MAKE UP!”
“What’s her deal?” Candace asked.
“It’s Rarity. She’s probably having another crisis,” Rainbow answered in a bored tone. “Third one this week.”
“Hey,” Pinkie suddenly spoke. “Where’s Perry?” she asked, causing everyone to look around for him.
“Oh, there he is!” Isabella pointed to the small platypus, who was standing next to the portal, letting out a chatter in response.
“I guess the little guy followed us in here,” Phineas said as he paced over to pick him up. “Odd, usually he just disappears on us.”
“Wait, how did Pinkie know about—” Candace began, when she saw that Pinkie had vanished from where she was mere seconds ago.
“Hey, where’s Pinkie?” now Buford asked. Everyone looked around, but found no sign of the pink Earth pony.
“Huh. That’s weird,” Isabella said.
“Not all that much, compared to what she usually does,” Rainbow assured.
Meanwhile, at the Flynn-Fletcher backyard…
Pinkie snuck around, avoiding being seen, and clung to the large tree in the yard. She looked around to make sure no one was looking, and then pulled down a small branch closer to the ground. In response, a secret hatch opened at the base of the tree, through which she quickly squeezed inside. The door soon closed after her.
“WEEEEEE!” Pinkie cried happily as she slid down through a transparent plastic tube, and soon fell onto a red, comfy looking chair in a futuristic, yet small room. Pinkie pressed the large red button on the control panel in front of her, causing a large television screen to lower down, the screen lighting up to reveal a man with a thick mustache.
“Greetings, Agent P…” he said calmly, before his eyes shot open in surprise. “Carl, you’re not going to believe this…” he whispered towards the right side of the screen.
A ginger teen with thick purple glasses peeked through the screen’s right side and looked straight at the pony. “IT’S PINKIE PIE! HOW ARE YOU DOING—” he screamed, before being shoved aside by his boss.
“How’s it going, Major Monogram?” Pinkie asked. “Pinkie the Pony reporting for duty!” she said with a salute.
“Ah, one of our finest agents,” Monogram said. “It was truly a huge loss to us when you quit the OWCA to pursue your party career. What brings you here?”
“My Pinkie Sense told me a major catastrophe in my area of expertise was about to take place. So I traded places with the rookie for today,” Pinkie answered with a grave look.
“As usual, you’re keen on the details,” Major Monogram nodded. “I’d love to chat with you more, but I’m afraid the situation is quite dire.”
Pinkie Pie nodded, and Monogram continued. “We have recently learned that Doofenshmirtz had bought over thirty percent of Danville’s balloon supply, and we find it mighty suspicious since his birthday is not today, but in two weeks. We want you to find out what’s going on there, and stop him in case he’s doing anything evil!”
“Yes, Major Monogram, sir!” Pinkie replied.
“Good luck, Agent P Prime!” Major Monogram said as the screen turned off.
With another salute, Pinkie jumped off her chair and jumped into Perry’s hover car, turned on the power and took flight to her destination. Meanwhile, a catchy tune began playing in the background.
Doo-bee-doo-bee-doo-bah
Doo-bee-doo-bee-doo-bah
Doo-bee-doo-bee-doo-bah
Doo-bee-doo-bee-doo-bah
Pin-kie!
She’s a hyper-ecstatic
pink Earth pony of action!
She’s a cute little equine,
who’d never flinch from a fra-ee-ay-ee-ay!
She’s got more than just mad skills,
she breaks the fourth wall with ease.
And whenever there’s a party,
you can always hear her say…
“SURPRISE!”
*Party cannon goes off*
She’s Pinkie!
Pinkie the Earth pony!
Pinkie!
Pinkie Pie!!!