Okay I am bored out of my mind and very sick with a stomach flu... and have been listening to Phantom of the Opera far too much. lol so anyway, I figured 'I did this with Finding Nemo... why not Phineas and Ferb? Basically our lovable characters take place of the characters in POTO (as listed before). So come along with me as we uncover the secrets and the love story called...The Fletcher of the Opera... Who will get the girl? Who will perish? We shall see...

I do not own POTO or P&F...

The Phantom of the Opera – Ferb

Raoul, Vitcomte de Chagny – Phineas

Christine Daae – Isabella

Carlotta Giudicelli – Adyson

Meg Giry – Candace

Madame Giry – Linda

Monsieur Richard Firmin – Lawrence

Monsieur Gilles André – Doofenshmirtz

Ubaldo Piangi – Buford

Joseph Buquet – Irving

Reyer - Baljeet

Lefevre - Django

~THE STAGE OF THE PARIS OPERA, 1905~

A motor vehicle pulls up to the entrance of the old opera house. A nurse climbs out the front and scurries around the side of the vehicle to pull out a wheelchair. And older man carefully climbs out from the back seat and looks around at the opera house. His eyes are sparkling just as they did when he was a young lad. He remembers the tragic night well, but just looking at the old rundown building brought back even more memories.

Once he was seated in the wheelchair, the nurse began pushing him into the opera house. A sign on the outside of the grand building read;

Pubic Auction Today

Once they were inside, a loud voice coming from the auctioneer could be heard echoing off the walls. As the old man was being wheeled into the room where the action was being held, he heard the sound of a small hammer and a voice declare,

"Sold. Your number, sir? Thank you... lot 663, then, ladies and gentlemen: a poster for this house's production of 'Hannibal' by Chalumeau."

The porter lifted it up and showed it around speaking with a bored voice, "Showing here."

The auctioneer looked around at everyone, "Do I have ten francs? Five then. Five I am bid. Six, seven. Against you, sir, seven…

The old man raised his hand up to bid.

"Eight… eight once. Selling twice. Sold, to Phineas, Vicomte de Chagny. Thank you sir. Lot 664: a wooden pistol and three human skulls from the 1831 production of "Robert le Diable" by Meyerbeer. Ten francs for this. Ten, thank you. Ten francs still. Fifteen, thank you, sir Fifteen I am bid. Going at fifteen. Your number, sir?"

The man looked around in wonder and paused when his eyes looked at an older woman. He knew this woman… he hasn't heard from or seen her in years. And by the way she was looking at him, she remembered him as well.

They were brought out of their gaze when the auctioneer declared loudly, "Lot 665, ladies and gentlemen: a papier-mâché musical box, in the shape of a barrel-organ. Attached, the figure of a monkey in Persian robes playing the cymbals. This item, discovered in the vaults of the theatre, still in working order.

The porter cranked it up and showed it all around, "Showing here…"

The music box began playing a familiar tune. Phineas's eyes lit up at this. Yes… this music box was perfect…

The auctioneer looked up, "May I start at twenty francs? Fifteen, then? Fifteen I am bid.

Phineas bids fifteen, and then the woman raises the bid. Phineas bid once more, and looked pleadingly at the woman, hoping she would understand. She smiled slightly at him and surrendered bidding against him. The auctioneer slammed his hammer down on the table and ended that bid.

"Sold, for thirty francs to the Vicomte de Chagny. Thank you, sir."

The music box is handed across to Phineas, who studies it quietly. He began singing softly to himself and the box,

"A collector's piece indeed . .
every detail exactly as she said . . .

She often spoke of you, my friend ...

Your velvet lining, and your figurine of lead...

Will you still play, when all the rest of us are dead?"

The auctioneer took the next number, "The next lot then: a chandelier in pieces." He motioned over to a large tarp that was covering the chandelier, "Some of you may recall the strange affair of the Phantom of the Opera: a mystery never fully explained…" the auctioneer looked knowingly at Phineas and the woman before continuing, "We are told ladies and gentlemen, that this is the very chandelier which figures in the famous disaster. Our workshops have restored it and fitted up parts of it with wiring for the new electric light, so that we may get a hint of what it may look like when re- assembled. Perhaps we may frighten away the ghost of so many years ago with a little illumination…" He looked at his men and nodded, "gentlemen?"

The men lifted up the tarp and it sprang to life with lights. Phineas gasped slightly and leaned back in his chair. Yes all the memories… all what could've been and possibly should've been flooded into his mind…

This is just the Prologue... next we shall go back in time to see how all of this took place. No flames please... it will make me sad. Thanks for reading. Review?