DISCLAIMER: ONCE AGAIN, I OWN NOTHING. NOT DOOF, NOT YOU, NOT IRVING, NOT EVEN 'THE LINK'. THAT GEM OF AWSOME WOULD BELONG TO DOOF; HE DID AFTER ALL MAKE IT...

It had been an awesome marathon of Phineas and Ferb, and the season three finale after it was epic.

Doof was funny, Monogram was so-so, and who would have thought-

All thoughts of the season finale practically flew out of your head as you stared in shocked surprise at the figure sitting on your bed.

They should not be sitting there. On your bed. Playing with handmade figurines of Phineas and Ferb.

Without tearing your eyes away from him, you grabbed something and threw it at him. It wasn't until it made contact with him, knocking him off your bed that you realized what it was you threw.

Your math book.

Well, at least the book of confusing numbers and formulas finally did something to benefit you.

Cautiously you approach your bed, making sure you have another school book in your hands in case he does something crazy. Peering over the side you see Irving rubbing his head and looking up at you crossly.

"What the doorknob was that for?"

"You were on my bed."

"So?"

"It's. My. Bed."

Rolling his eyes, Irving stands up and screams.

"What!"

"You made me break Phineas!"

You give him a deadpan look. Really? If anyone should be screaming it should be you, after all, a cartoon character broke…the…forth wall and came into…you scream

Irving covers his ears. "Gahh fine! It's not that bad. I can fix my toy just stop screaming!"

You stop screaming and immediately run to your desk to pull out a roll of duct tape. Irving watches you for a moment as you look back and forth between your computer and him.

"….What are you doing?"

"Trying to decide which would help prevent other characters from popping up into the real world, should I duct tape my computer or attempt to shove you back into your world via my computer and then duct tape it."

Irving gives you a weird look. "Are you saying I got here of my own doing?"

"You didn't?"

"Doorknob no; if I could get to the real world and buy up the Phineas and Ferb merchandise on my own then I would've come here long ago."

"Oookay. So how'd you get here then? You weren't assisted by a pink pony by any chance?"

Irving shakes his head. "Nah, some pharmacist guy helped me. He said if I went to this address and kept you busy and out of our world then he'd give me some money to buy some official merchandise the next time I came here."

You stare at him. Just as you're about to say something about the 'pharmacist' you hear your doorbell ring. Sighing you shoot him a glare.

"Don't leave this room."

Irving gives you a salute. "Sure thing. I will not leave this…oooo is that a Perry plush? Can I play with it? Please?"

Rolling your eyes, you toss the plush at him and ignore his squees of glee as you leave the room. You'll wash the plush and your bed sheets once this whole thing is fixed.

Opening the door, you see to your surprise PscyoCrazyDoofSuperFan#9001 on your doorstep. In her hands is a rather large bag.

"How did you find me? In the real world!"

PscyoCrazyDoofSuperFan#9001 smirks. "Not only is Google Earth awesome, but I know a few hackers. Sides, can I come in? That noisy neighbor of yours is giving me and this bag a dark look."

Looking down at the bag you see it's squirming. Good God; did she kidnap something?

"Not getting any younger here"

"Why should I let you in! With that bag you look like you stole something or someone"

PscyoCrazyDoofSuperFan#9001 shrugged. "Is it kidnapping when someone breaks into my home, threatens me and leave me no choice but to smack them with a frying pan, shove 'em in a bag and travel absurdly fast to someone possibly in the same boat as me and demand refuge?"

"…Yeeeees?"

"Let me in or I turn you into the government for hacking into their systems last Thursday."

You pale a little. "But I never-"

"But I did, and I can make it look like it was you"

"Fine; but just so you know; I hate you"

She shrugged as she pushed herself past you into your house. "Whatever, nice diggs by the way."

Almost too scared to ask, you point at her sack. "What's in there? And if it's a body, I don't wanna know."

Grin widening, PscyoCrazyDoofSuperFan#9001 grabbed her bag, raised it above her and dumped…Suzy Johnson head first on the floor.

Two seconds later, the evil terror toddler is on her feet screaming like a sailor at PscyoCrazyDoofSuperFan#9001. You stare and watch for a little while wondering where on earth such a little kid could learn such language.

About a minute later Irving comes running out of your room carrying your math book.

Just as you're about to ask him why he's got your math book, Irving trips causing the book to fly out of his hands and hit Suzy on the head, knocking her out.

"Not exactly what I was planning to do, but I guess whatever works..."

You raise an eyebrow as you stare at him "And what was that exactly?"

"I was going to hit her with it. She can't go around screaming like that; she could get deleted from the script and be replaced with someone worse! The Disney contract quite specifically says no swearing of any kind or if need arises use a different word!"

"Is that why you were saying 'doorknob' earlier?"

"Why yes, yes it was."

You blink. "Well okay then…"

PscyoCrazyDoofSuperFan#9001 gave a small huff. "Well if you two are all done being chatty, I say we stuff Evil Curls and Stalker boy back in their world"

"But I'm supposed to keep you guys outta of our world" Irving whined.

You stare at him for a moment before your eyes drift towards your math book. "Weeell if you want to keep me from visiting Doof" you say thoughtfully, "You can always help me with my math homework"

Irving gives you an indignant look. "I'm a stalker not a nerd. Besides, what kind of loon puts letters and shapes in a book for number problems? I'd rather go home than puzzle over formulas that don't make sense!"

PscyoCrazyDoofSuperFan#9001 grinned "That could be arranged"

Irving crosses his arms and glares at her. "If you're planning to tie me up in rope again, forget it. Sides, the pharmacist said only he could bring me and Suzy back"

"Well Stalker Boy, seems he forgot we have 'The Link'"

A/N: Eeeeeeeennd Sceane

And there's you go, the first part of the two parter conclusion of 'Doof's Ramblings'

Doof: Sooo this whole nightmare's going to be over?

Me: Yep :D

Doof: Good and before I forget *pulls out inator*

Me: W-What's that for?

Doof: Spoilers, for the season finale.

Me: But it wasn't! I didn't say anything, the Wiki spoils more than what I just said!

Doof: Fine *puts away inator*

Me: *Sprays Doof with fire extinguisher and runs for the hills*

Doof: WHAT WAS THAT FOR!

Me: I HAD TO USE WORDNERB'S FIRE EXTINGUISHER SOMEHOW!