Chapter 1

Phineas Flynn was your average ordinary little boy. He wasn't faster, stronger, or more clever then other cartoons (for instance, once he misspelled "time", and spelled the word "tie" instead. He forgot the M, can't you believe that? But no worries, he's just a kid. He'll learn when he's older. Everybody makes mistakes after all. Silly mistakes, like forgetting the M in time, but no matter, that's another story). His family was neither rich, nor powerful, nor well-connected. They were just like any other middle-class suburban family. Normal as can be.

Now this boy, Phineas Flynn, was the luckiest boy in the whole cartoon world. He just didn't know it yet.

Phineas opened the front door of his house, and closed it after him. Linda was cooking chicken noodle soup, Lawrence was reading the newspaper, Candace, a magazine, and Ferb petting Perry on the couch as the platypus was fast asleep while watching the BBC on the TV. All of the children's grandparents were watching the BBC too in their beds.

"I'm home!" Phineas greeted.

"Hi Phineas!" Everyone greeted, not taking their eyes off of the TV screen.

"So, what's new Ferb?" Phineas asked his stepbrother as he plopped down next to him, and the snoozing mammal on the couch.

"Well, the telly said that Grimer has re-opened his chocolate factory." The British kid answered.

"Yeah." Phineas said. "I saw smoke coming out of the chimney on my way home."

"Isn't it just dashing?" Winifred Fletcher asked. "That after all these years, Grimer has finally re-opened his factory."

"Yeah!" Phineas agreed.

"I used to work there you know." Reginald Fletcher informed Phineas. The boy looked at his grandfather in shock.

"Really grandpa?" He wanted to know. "That's so cool! When did you work there?"

"I worked there before you and Ferb were born." His grandfather explained. "I was happy working there until it happened."

"What happened?"

"He shut it down."

"Why did he shut it down?"

"Other rival companies were jealous." Betty Jo told him. Phineas turned to her. "So they sent spies to get his secret formula. Crazy Redd invented gum that changed flavor, and can blow up to incredible sizes. Plankton tried to invent chocolate brownies that tasted like Krabby Patties, but had no success because he still doesn't know the real formula yet."

"So what happened? Why did he close his factory?" Phineas repeated his question.

"He just one day and did it." Reginald said. Phineas turned to Ferb's grandpa again. "He made his announcement 'I'm closing my factory forever. I'm sorry.' And just like that, the gates closed, never to be opened again."

"But it's open again!" Phineas reminded him. "So you can maybe get your job back."

"No I can't Phineas." Phineas looked puzzled.

"What do you mean? Too old?" Reginald nodded his head.

"But there must be some workers there right? I mean, who's working the machines?"

"No ones knows." Betty Jo replied. "No ones ever comes in or out of that factory. The gates are always closed." Phineas tapped his chin in wonder; this was all too confusing for him.

"Hey, why don't you show us yours and Ferb's model of the factory?" Reginald suggested. "I do want to see it again, wot!"

"Sure thing gramps!" The boy said. He went to the cabinet, opened it, and got out his and Ferb's Lego model of the chocolate factory with a Lego Grimer in front. He went back and set it on the table for his family to see.

"Ah, Legos…" He said. "Building blocks for a great, creative pure imagination. Being creative, what Ferb and I do best." Everybody looked at the masterpiece except Candace and Perry.

"Aw!" Reginald sighed heavenly. "What I give to go to that factory again. Just to see what's become of it, you know?" Phineas wondered about this, when all of a sudden he was interrupted by the news.

"That's right boys and girls!" A British newswoman said. "Five golden tickets are being distubuted in five random Grimer Bars across the cartoon world! Five cartoons will go to Grimer's factory for a day for a grand tour of the mysterious establishment!"

Phineas then hatched an idea. He turned to Grandpa Reginald.

"Grandpa!" He exclaimed. "This is it! Your golden opportunity!" Reginald looked confused.

"Whatever do you mean?" He asked.

"All we need is that golden ticket from one of those chocolate bars, and you can see the factory again! It'll be a dream come true! What do you say?"

"Phineas my lad, I know you're just trying to help. But time to face facts; they're only five in the whole wide world. There's just no way…"

"Don't worry Grandpa!" Phineas reassured him. "Ferb and I will find a way." He looked at his stepbrother. "Ferb, I know what we're going to do today! Let's go to the candy store, and buy some Grimer bars!" Ferb nodded and the boys rushed off.

"Go ahead!" Candace said, not taking her eyes off of what she was reading. "Go get sick with candy; it's just a lame factory anyways. They're just going to make you fat so that they can get money." Phineas stopped, and looked at his sister like he knew something she didn't.

"I didn't say we were going to eat them. Just find one with a golden ticket inside." He told her.

"Whatever." She said. Ferb and Phineas ran off.

The boys made a special machine that took the wrappers of the chocolate bars with its mechanic arms for them. At the end of the day, 99 wrappers have been removed. No luck, no golden ticket.

When the boys came into the house, they were sad. Phineas shut the door, and sighed. He and Ferb hopped on the couch beside the platypus (Who was now awake) looking gloomy. The TV was on.

"So boys." Betty Jo said. "Any luck?" Phineas shook his head sadly.

"No." Phineas sighed. "No Grandma, we went through 99 candy bars, nothing."

"Well maybe you'll feel better after some TV." Clyde Flynn suggested.

"I doubt it." The boys looked at the TV screen. Perry, feeling sorry for them, went to lay on Phineas's lap. The boy smiled, and petted him. He then turned back to the screen.

"The first golden ticket has been found!" The same newswoman from before spoke into her mike. "A little pink star warrior from Cappy Town in Dream land. Let's get the scoop!"

The scene changed to Tiff and Tuff's living room in Castle Dedede. Kirby was madly inhaling away at the chocolate bars.

"So Tiff." The news lady spoke to Tiff. "How do you feel that Kirby found the first golden ticket?" She then put her mike under Tiff's mouth.

"Well, we knew that Kirby would get a ticket." Tiff told them.

"Yeah!" Her brother, Tuff added. "Kirby loves to eat! He eats, and inhales like a million stuff a day. There was just no way not to get one!"

The newsperson spoke into the mike again, and bent down to the eating star warrior.

"So, Kirby, what did you think when you got the ticket?" she asked. "Are you pumped to see Grimer's factory?" Kirby quit eating, and looked up at her. Hints of chocolate were all around his mouth. He then looked happy.

"Poyo, poyo!" he cheered excitedly.

"And there you have it folks!" The lady stood back up. "The first ticket sold to this lucky little guy! Only four more tickets out there, so unwrap, unwrap, unwrap! This is Victoria Backlem, out!" The parents then turned the TV off. It was now bedtime.

"Well, goodnight!" Phineas said. He and Ferb then rushed upstairs to bed.

"Goodnight!" The grandparents and parents called. They turned the lights off and they all went to sleep.

"The second ticket has been found!" Victoria said the next morning on TV while the family was having breakfast. "By a cat… I guess that counts," The screen switched to Jon's house. Nermal had a communication collar around his neck.

"So, Nermal." Victoria said to the kitty. "How does it feel to be the second golden ticket winner?"

"I just knew I'd get the ticket!" Nermal bragged. "After all, I am the world's cutest kitty cat! If there's an award when I get to the factory, I'll win it for sure with my cuteness. Paws down!"

"What a very arrogant cat!" Clyde observed. "You're not like that, are you Phineas?"

"No siree Grandpa!" Phineas told him. "I am not, thank goodness." Phineas then looked at Perry.

"And you don't think and brag to yourself that you're the word's cutest platypus?" The boy asked his pet. "Do you Perry?" Perry shook his head. Phineas petted him.

"Good, glad you don't think that." He stopped petting Perry, and paid attention back to the screen.

"Once I'm in the factory." Nermal continued. "I may never come home."

"Let's hope that's true." Garfield said. "A day without Nermal is a day in paradise." Just then Odie licked the fat cat. "Now if only the mutt was going, it'd be heaven!" Odie just panted, drooling on the carpet.

"In addition," Victoria continued. "Another ticket has been found as well. The screen changed to the inside of Bowser's Castle in the Mushroom Kingdom where Wendy and her father stood by the newscaster.

"I am here with Wendy O Koopa who is the happy holder of the third golden ticket. Wendy, tell us how you got this ticket?" Wendy took the mike.

"Well." She began. "Daddy-kins kindly persuaded his servants to unwrap every chocolate bar until I hit gold, and within a few weeks; it happened! I struck gold! And here it is my golden ticket!" She held up her ticket and waved it for the cameras.

"And what were your kind words, Mr. Bowser Koopa?" Victoria asked Bowser.

"Well," Bowser started. "It was very hard for me to come up with kind words, and then it hit me. I said 'Roger! Bill!' They came; I said what needed to be done. They whined; so I said the magic word to them." Victoria looked confused.

"You did?" She asked. "Please?"

"No. I told them to 'TELL ALL OF THE SERVENTS TO FIND THAT GOLDEN TICKET NOW; OR I'LL BOIL THEM IN THE LAVA PIT OF DOOM!" He then laughed evilly. He then stopped as he realized Victoria and the film crew were looking at him. "Uh, it's the best I can do to you know, make them do stuff for me. It always works that way and always will."

"Okay!" Victoria said, and then turned back to Wendy.

"So sweetie," She began. "After you get the prize of going to the factory, what are you going to do?"

"Easy!" Wendy spoke into the mike. "Daddy-kins going to give me a lifetime of charm bracelets, a pony, anything else I want, and of course…empress of America! Ha, ha, ha, ha!"

"That Koopa seriously has problems." Phineas observed. He looked at Ferb. "Doesn't she, Ferb?"

"Quite!" Ferb agreed. They paid their attention back on the TV.

"Okay then." Victoria said, laughing nervously. "That's all I have to say for now. Until next time, peace!" Linda turned off the TV.

"What a spoiled young Koopa!" Lawrence said. "Hope you are not like that Phineas."

"Don't worry dad." The boy assured him. He looked at his stepbrother. "Gosh Ferb. Three tickets have been found. If we ever want to go to that factory, we better get going!" Ferb nodded his head, and then the two boys took off for the door.

"Good luck!" Betty Jo called.

"Thanks!" Phineas yelled back. He and Ferb went outside, shutting the door behind them.

"Whatever!" Candace said, still reading her magazine.

"Any luck?" Winifred asked the boys when they came back in. "Did you find a golden ticket?" Linda carried the laundry basket. She and the whole family looked at the boys. Phineas looked down sadly.

"No." He said.

"Phineas." His mother went to comfort him when Phineas shook her away. "Now if you don't mind, I'm going to do a gloomy walk." He started off. Ferb was about to tag along, when the boy stopped him.

"Alone." Ferb stopped, looking sad as his stepbrother took off slowly. The whole family watched sadly as he disembarked.

"Hmmph!" Candace snorted, looking back and turning a page. "He should know, you can't have everything you want."

Linda put down her basket, and started into song.

"You get blue like everyone." She began. "But me and Grandpa Reginald can make all you troubles go away. Blow away, there they go."

"Cheer up, Phineas. Give me a smile. What happened to…?" Linda then felt a tug. She looked down, it was Ferb.

"Aren't you supposed to do laundry mum?" He wanted to know. "You know, this isn't 1971, you don't have to sing."

"You're right." Linda picked up the laundry. "If I sing, the laundry will never get down." Ferb then went to help his stepmom. Linda looked at the stars again.

"Just be glad that you're you!" She then continued with the laundry.

"The second to the last ticket has been found!" Victoria said the next morning on the news.

"That's right, let's go to the family in Dimmsdale." The screen changed to Timmy's room, where Timmy and his fairies were. Cosmo and Wanda were watching Timmy being interviewed, while Poof was madly eating away at the chocolate bars. Timmy was watching Maho Mushi on TV.

"Wanda," Cosmo said scared, hiding behind his wife. "They can see us." Wanda sighed.

"Cosmo." She told him. "How many times do I need to say it? It's alright, they're our friends! As long as Crocker, Timmy's parents, and anyone else of Timmy's friends or certain enemies aren't watching, we're fine!"

"Oh." Cosmo said, then elbowing his wife. "Riiiigghhttt!" Wanda rolled her eyes and sighed.

"Well," Timmy started. "Cosmo, Poof, and I were supposed to go get school supplies for me and Poof for our schools, but we decided to get these chocolate bars instead! We hid them from Wanda, unwrapped them, and what do you know? A golden ticket was in the first candy bar I unwrapped!"

"Wow!" Victoria gasped. "That must have been real exciting!"

"It sure was!" Timmy agreed proudly.

"We all ate those chocolates before Wanda ever found out!" Cosmo laughed. "Until the last minute, when they were all gone!" He laughed again. Wanda eyed him madly. Cosmo saw this, stopped laughing, and started whistling like nothing happened.

"So, Poof." Victoria spoke to the fairy baby, madly eating away. "What do you think of your god brother going to this factory?" Poof stopped eating, and looked at her. Chocolate stains were around the baby's mouth.

"MORE, WANT MORE!" He boomed in Jorgen's voice. He madly continued eating. When done, he burped loudly in Victoria's face.

"Wow!" Phineas observed. "For a small metabolism; that baby can eat!" Ferb agreed with a nod.

"Okay, who will be the last golden ticket winner? We'll soon see!" The TV was then turned off by Linda.

"Why don't you boys go outside?" She suggested, "It'll take your mind off your trooooooubles," She started drifting into a song again. Phineas and his stepbrother quickly left the house

In the afternoon, Phineas was taking a stroll. When he was by the candy store, he looked at all the candies on display in the store window.

"Did you hear the news?" A guy asked the other guy. They were walking their dogs. Phineas turned to them.

"I sure did!" The other guy replied. "Crazy's Redd's son has just won the last golden ticket."

"You know what's weird? I didn't know that Crazy Redd had a son." The other guy shrugged.

"Maybe it was his long-lost son, and he just found out yesterday or something."

"Yeah. Maybe that's it!" The men and the dogs disappeared around the corner.

Phineas looked at the store window again.

"All of Ferb and my hard work." He looked down sadly. "Wasted." He sighed.

He was about to leave, and tell everybody the bad news (which they probably already heard on the TV), when suddenly, he saw something waving in the wind from out of the corner of his eye. He went, and bent down to look at it closer. It was a dollar bill! Being a generous and kind boy, he looked around to see if he could find who'd dropped it. Seeing nobody nearby, he picked it up, and looked at it. He then looked at the candy store.

'I know the last ticket has been found,' he thought to himself. 'But maybe, I'll get one since I'm here, I can, and I don't want this money go to waste.' He went inside. The door chimes chimed as he entered. He went to the register, and showed the cashier Squidward, his dollar.

"Here!" He told him. Squidward looked at him, and took it.

"Thanks!" He said. "You must have known my pain I have to suffer from my neighbors everyday, so you're giving me free money. This money will help me move far away from those freaks. Okay, next!"

"No, no!" Phineas told him. "I want to buy a Grimer Bar with that money."

"Of course you do." He put the dollar in the register, picked up a Grimer Bar from behind him, and gave it to the little boy.

"Enjoy." Squidward said witheringly. Phinea's face brightened.

"Gee, thanks mister!"

"Sure kid, anytime. Anytime at all,"

Phineas then opened it. No golden ticket. He dropped his excited expression.

"Oh right. Knew it." He took a bite.

Suddenly he felt something sticking to the back. He stopped eating, and turned the bar over. Again nothing. He sighed, and continued eating.

Then he saw something glitter on the floor. He looked down, and picked it up. He unraveled it, and a smile spread across his face. It was a golden ticket!

"I can't believe it.!" He breathed. Other customers immediately stopped what they were doing, and looked at the boy's treasure.

"Typical." Squidward snorted. "A little kid can have his dreams come true, but not me. That's totally unfair!"

Phineas grinned, and then ran out the door. He ran, and ran. He couldn't wait to tell his family!

He then stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Crazy Redd and Plankton. They approached him.

"Well, well, well, it looks like the last golden ticket has been found. Congrats young boy!" The fox said.

"Uh, thanks!" Phineas smiled. He then looked puzzled. "But, the news said that your long-lost son won the last golden ticket. So, why did I find it in a Grimer candy bar?" The fox laughed.

"Ha!" He scoffed. "Everyone knows that I don't have a long-lost son!"

"Then that means…"

"A fraud! A fake! I just lied about me having a son so you know, Grimer could invite me into his factory, and I can be a health inspector, and shut him down for good!" He cackled again. Phineas looked at him.

"Whoa, you are a fox! Wow, what are the odds? We had been outfoxed by a fox!" Crazy Redd stopped.

"Haven't you heard the news?" The boy shook his head. The animal sighed.

"Immediately after the news about my fake lost son, they figured it out."

"Whoa! News travel fast around here!" Crazy Redd put his paws on the boy's shoulders.

"Kid!" He started. "Give me that ticket, and I'll give you a lifetime supply of ice cream. What do you say?" Phineas was speechless.

"Shut up!" Plankton roared. He looked at the boy. "Give it to me, and when I get the Krabby Patty recipe, you can have the first one. What do you say?"

"As tempting as that sounds, I mean really; what kid in their right mind would deny ice cream? Ice cream is awesome! But, I have to say if you'll excuse me." He then took off for home.

"I'll give you 500 dollars as a bonus!" Plankton shouted.

"I'll give you 5,000, unlimited supplies of video games, a private jet of your own, and your very own private yacht!" The fox yelled.

Phineas didn't hear with the wind in his ears; he just kept on running.

"I GOT THE LAST GOLDEN TICKET!" Phineas shouted as he burst in the house. His family looked shocked. "I GOT THE LAST GOLDEN TICKET!" He showed it to Grandpa Reginald. "Look Grandpa, it's all mine!"

Reginald took it and looked at it, and jumped out of bed.

"YIPPEE!" He shouted, dropping the prize. "Look out world, cause this old Brit's life's-a-changing!" The ticket fluttered to the floor. Phineas grabbed it.

Phineas couldn't believe it; his grandpa was walking again!

"Grandpa!" He exclaimed. "You're walking! It's a miracle!"

"I know!" he replied. "I never felt this giddy in over 20 years. It makes me so giddy that I feel like dancing! I feel like singing!" Right on cue, he began to dance around the house, and started to sing. The whole family watched amazed.

"I never thought my life could be noting but catastrophe" He sang, "but luck's coming for me. I've got a golden chance, because I've got a golden ticket, it's making me want to dance!" He showed off his moves, which were surprisingly nimble for someone so old.

"Whooo-hooo, watch how this Brit can move! I never felt so alive, but this ticket's making me want to jive; I got a golden chance!" Phineas joined in.

"Yeah Grandpa, we got a golden chance!

"Watch me spin!" Reginald continued, going into a mad break-dance whirl. "I never felt so alive!"

"Yeah Grandpa!" Phineas said. "High-five!" He and his grandpa air high- fived and landed back on the ground.

"I never felt so free!

Phineas sat on the couch with Perry and Ferb. He showed them the ticket. They both looked at it with awe.

"Yeah, don't you see? With this ticket, we got a chance! Now if you kindly excuse me, I'm going to dance!" He got up, and joined his dancing relative. Perry and Ferb watched them dance again.

"Now, people might say it couldn't have been done!"

"But it can be done!"

"With this ticket, thing's are finally looking our way. We can actually pay!" They both sang the finale.

"Because with a golden ticket, it's a golden daaaayyyyyy! WE GOT A GOLDEN CHANCE! The song ended.

"Look, gramps!" Phineas read out loud from the ticket. "We go on Labor Day at 10 AM; that's tomorrow!"

"What a nice, smashing way to end summer vacation!" Reginald observed. Phineas agreed with a nod. Reginald started dancing and singing again.

"Now you may say it can never be done!"

"But anything's possible with Ferb and me around," Phineas explained. "So, it can be done! I believe we can!" The two held hands, pranced, and sang together one last time for the day.

"BECAUSE WE GOT A GOLDEN CHANNNNCCCE!" The family except Candace applauded. Perry chattered happily.

"Goodnight grandpa!" Phineas hugged him.

"Goodnight my lad." Grandpa said back, hugging him back. "Tomorrow our dreams are going to coming true!"

"When I'm with my family, they always do!" The whole family then went to bed after they all hugged each other. The lights went out.

The next morning, the entire family all got brushed, dressed, showered, and had breakfast.

At 9:30, they all went out, and headed towards the factory.

I know this was a long chapter (Maybe my longest chapter ever), but I assure you the rest will be smooth sailing from here, and won't be as long.