ImagineCh23A tiny red-headed boy, about the age of six, raised his hands up to his mother. They were covered from fingertip to wrist in strawberry icing. His hair and face was doused in flour and he had sprinkles all in his hair. "Look mommy I'm a cupcake monster!" Phineas wiggled his fingers in his mom's camera lens. "Beware of my horrifyingly delicious candy claws."More Like This
The woman he looked up to giggled. "Oh my! I think I should get my oven so I can be safe."
Young Phineas roared like a dinosaur and ran around the messy kitchen. "An oven is no match for the cupcake monster! You will need..." He stopped and whispered "Pause for affect." And then shouted, "A microwave oven!"
Then the sound of footsteps came up from behind her and she and the camera turned around.
Another little boy came in view. He wore a tiny smirk.
"Come on, Ferb! You're missing the fun!" Phineas shouted.
Six year-old Ferb walked into the kitchen and dug into the sack of flour. His stepbrother waited patiently for