edit: Just so everyone knows, these are mostly separate short stories. I write them whenever I just need a break from thinking about the current main fan-fics I'm working on, so most of them aren't actually connected in any way. The ones that somehow do become connected I try to explain where to look for some background information in the author's note (always located up here for me) which will just be short little titbits because I don't want to take up extreme amounts of space explaining where an idea came from. They're more there if you have the time to look at them.

Hey everyone! This was written because I do have trouble with writer's block, and I know I'm not the only person like that. This was fun to type up, though, and did help with some ideas. I'm keeping this open for any other times I have really bad writer's block and just need to type up something random like this.

Also, I really do mumble to myself while writing... Thank goodness most of my writing is done at home, though. I don't know what the people at my college campus would think if they heard me mumbling about taking over the tri-sate area and all the other little quirks this show's had me type up...

I was staring at my computer screen mumbling to myself and trying to think of what to type next. Typically my mumbling was just for figuring out what a certain character was saying, especially if I couldn't always pull their ascent straight off the top of my head, but right now none of it was making any sense within the context.

Probably the problem was I had just finished writing a particularly amazing section of Perry sub-plot and was now stuck with trying to figure out how to top that with what the boys were doing currently. It really didn't help that in the actual show I usually liked Perry's sub-plot more than I did what was happening that episode.

In fact, I was just about to pound my brains out of my skull because of how extremely painful my current writer's block was effecting me when I heard someone say, "Hey, what's going on over here?"

"Oh, just the frying of my brain over the complete lack of my incoherent skill as a writer…" I said somewhat sarcastically. "What's going on with you?"

The red-headed figment of my imagination just looked shock. "…Wow… Well, what is it you're writing about?"

"You guys," I stated automatically.

"Cool! Maybe I can give you some help," Phineas offered with his usual grin. "What do you have written so far?"

"No wait!" I quickly tried to cover up my screen, but I could already tell by Phineas's expression that he had read some of it before I could.

"Oh! So THAT'S what Perry does," he exclaimed.

My head hit my desk faster than any of my textbooks had. (and I'm talking college text books, too) "I am in SOO much trouble…"