D There's a hundred And four days of summer vacation *
* And school comes along just to end it *
* So the annual problem For our generation *
* Is finding a good way to spend it *
* Like maybe *
* Building a rocket or fighting a mummy *
* Or climbing up the Eiffel Tower *
* Discovering something That doesn't exist d.
Hey!
D Or giving a monkey a shower *
* Surfing tidal waves *
* Creating nano-bots Or locating Frankenstein's brain d.
It's over here!
D Finding a Dodo bird *
* Painting a continent *
* Or driving our sister insane *
Phineas!
D As you can see There's a whole lot of stuff to do *
* Before school starts this fall d.
Come on, Perry!
D So stick with us 'cause Phineas and Ferb Are gonna do it all! *
* So stick with us 'cause Phineas and Ferb Are gonna do it all! d.
Mom, Phineas and Ferb are making a title sequence!
The chronicles of Meap.
Starring Lorenzo Lamas as Meap.
Episode 38: "More Than Meaps the Eye."
It's the bottom of the ninth inning.
Bases are loaded. It all comes down to this final pitch
from Ferb "The Curve" Fletcher.
And the windup. And it's a
sti-ri-i-i-ike.
And the crowd goes wild!
Yeah, it looked way outside, but then it was right in the zone.
There's the lesson, baseball fans:
Never judge a book by its cover.
Boring. Dull. Stupid. Lame.
Heavy-handed and derivative.
Oh, thank you for those insightful reviews
of books you haven't read.
Mom. That's why books have covers. To judge them.
I mean, why did you chose these books from the library?
- They looked interesting. - So?
Point taken. OK, honey, I'm off to help dad at the antique store.
Oh, hey, here's a package for you.
My Bango-Ru.
- Your what? - My Bango-Ru.
They're these adorable Japanese characters
that are so in right now, like in a kitschy way.
The guitarist for the Betty's has one painted on her guitar.
Stacy and I designed our own dolls online.
Well, assuming none of that is teenage code for something
I should be worried about as a parent,
- I'm off. - Bye, Mom.
I gotta call Stacy.
- Bango-Ru! - Bango-Ru!
I just got my little bunny-bear.
It's a cross between a bunny and a bear, you get it?
It's the most precious thing.
I just got mine too.
He's a cross between a cow and a frog.
I'm calling him Senor Frowg.
He's gonna be the cutest thing.
Candace? What's going on?
I just discovered why cows and frogs don't date.
Well, we'll still have fun at the Bango-Ru convention today.
Yeah, I guess.
OK, Ferb, let's see what this bad boy can do.
Go long.
Pop fly!
Cool.
Oh, here it comes.
Um, hey, Ferb?
I know what we're gonna do today: Run for our lives!
Whoa.
I think we may have just stopped and/ or started an alien invasion.
I hope he's not too angry… or hungry.
Meap.
Wow, that is cute.
Hey, are you OK? We're really sorry about your ship.
- Meap. - What's your name?
- Meap. - Hi, Meap.
I'm Phineas and this is Ferb.
- Meap. - What you got there?
Hey, this must be his father. Don't worry, Meap.
We'll fix your ship and you'll be with your dad in no time.
Hey, Ferb, I know what were gonna do today.
Let's get ourselves totally busted
by crashing our stupid toy in the backyard.
Oh, hi, Candace.
It isn't a toy, it's a real live alien spaceship.
Oh, good, because isn't a cell phone.
It's an intergalactic little brother busterizor
which I'll use on you if you don't clean up this mess.
What's with the ship, anyway?
Haven't you guys, you know, been there, done that?
We weren't planning on going into space, but if we did,
I'm sure there's still a ton of cool stuff left to do.
Yeah, well, I'm all done with outer space.
Never again. I'll stick with Earth,
where I'm the one in charge of busting people
who do stuff they're not supposed to do.
Huh?
Oh, that is the most adorable thing I've ever seen in my life.
You guys made a Bango-Ru doll?
- That's Meap. - Meap.
- He talks? - Well, more than Ferb,
but "Meap" is pretty much the only thing he says.
Well, you and your little "Bango-Robot"
better not show up at the convention and make me look bad.
That's strike one.
OK. Let's fix us an alien spaceship.
- Meap. - Where do you want to start?
Hey, Ferb, have you seen Perry?
Meap.
Good morning, Agent P.
I wonder what exciting mission we have for you today.
Excuse me, my nose is really itchy.
Doofenshmirtz has purchased a lot of carpet.
He must be up to something bad, because he's a bad, bad man.
He's this bad.
I can't do this. Karl was doing my arms, see?
Oh, too funny. Anyway.
Stop Doofenshmirtz with the carpet thing.
It seems to run on a quantum front loading system.
Can the new frame support that?
Hang on, I'll bring you down.
Hi, guys, what you doing?
Oh, hi, Isabella.
Come over here and we'll show you.
Oh, oops, sorry, Ferb.
We're fixing up this spaceship
that belongs to our new friend, Meap.
Meap.
He's the most adorable thing
- in the world. - Really?
Are you sure there's nothing or no one that's more adorable?
No. Not a chance.
Here, see for yourself. Meap.
- Meap? - Bango-Ru!
Bango-Ru.
Oh, Candace. Look at it. It's so cute, I could die.
What? Oh, no.
Meap.
And it makes little noises. How did you do that?
Oh, well
Phineas and Ferb, you know?
Oh, they tricked it out for you, cool.
Come on. Let's go to the convention.
Right behind you. Hm.
Your reign of terror has come to an end, Senor Frowg.
OK, I jury-rigged Ferb's old GPS device
to create a cute-tracker.
It locks onto the cutest thing in the area,
so it should lead us right to Meap.
Let's see if we can get a signal.
Got something.
Oh, that's probably me, sorry.
No. It's three miles in that direction.
Ferb, why don't you stay and finish the ship?
Isabella, wanna come and help me find Meap?
Sure. I still have to get my:
"You wouldn't know cute if it bit your legs off"
accomplishment patch.
Cool. Let's go.
D Doofenshmirtz Evil Is carpeted d.
Ah, Perry the Platypus, just in time
for your little lesson in static electricity!
Looks like I rubbed you the wrong way, Puffy the Fuzzypus.
You might ask, "why the carpet?"
"What is he doing? "What is going on?
Why is he listing questions I might ask him?"
Well, I believe the answers are best expressed in back-story form.
When I was a boy,
the smell of pork emanating from me
was so bad because…
Well, the reason's unimportant,
it was part of a different emotionally scarring back-story
I'm not getting into.
Regardless, the smell of pork was so bad,
that no one would come near me.
So one day, the carnival came to town
and I needed money because of…
Well, yet another back-story that…
Basically, my parents disowned me,
I was being raised by ocelots.
The point is I had to get a job at the carnival,
but the only work was at the dunking booth
and not as the guy who got dunked, though.
I was what they threw to dunk him,
which is, again, a whole other back-story…
OK, look. Long back-story short,
I got a balloon at the carnival, I drew a face on him,
I sprayed him with special life-long lasting spray I created
and I named him Balloony.
He became my best friend in the whole world,
yadda, yadda, yadda. Then one tragic day
when I was protecting our garden as a lawn gnome…
Whatever, you remember that back-story.
Balloony started floating away.
I tried to reach out and grab him, but…
And I never saw Balloony again.
He's still out there somewhere.
Not to put too fine a point on it,
but I put that long-lasting spray on him
so he's still around.
And I plan to bring him to me.
Balloons, you see, are drawn to static electricity,
so I created this.
Behold the Static-Electro Amplifinator!
Bup-bup-bup. Keep beholding. Keep beholding,
beholding, and we're still beholding,
and scene.
D La-la-la-la-la *
* La-la-la-la *
I keep getting some kind of cute interference.
It's me. I'm endangering the mission.
- I shouldn't have come. - No, now it's cleared up.
I wonder how Ferb's doing.
Warp drive signature detected.
He, he! I have you now.
D When I light my afterburners I'm a bullet whizzing by *
* I do 260 light-years In the blink of an alien eye *
* We're shaking, baking Staking, smoking *
* Like a vertical grind *
* If I was going any faster I'd be going back in time *
* Leaving nothing But a vapor trace *
* In my ride to outer space *
* Yeah d.
- We must never speak of this again. - Agreed.
D I can bang shift through a nebula And slingshot around the sun *
* Don't look no further baby, 'Cause you know I'm number one! *
* I'm chopped and flamed And bobbed and filled *
* You got to trick it out *
* When I come To your dimension *
* You'll know what It's all about *
* I can tell, girl, from that look There on your face d.
You're digging my ride from outer space.
D You know you're digging it, baby *
* My ride from outer space *
* Make a new friend It's Bango-Ru *
* Cuddly little round guy Bango-Ru *
* Battery-powered Bango-Ru *
* I love you, I love you d.
This is so weird.
It's like a strange alien world.
Oh, Bango-Ru purses.
No way. Lemme see. Lemme see.
Look, how cute.
I think I saw this one on the red carpet the other night.
- Wha…? Hey. - I got it.
Irresponsible kids.
I'm totally gonna have to get some Bango-shoes
- to go with this. - Hey.
- Is this your doll, young lady? - Yeah.
We found it abandoned on the floor over there.
Oh, sorry. Your irresponsibility
makes our jobs as security guards a million times harder.
Someone could have stolen it or tripped over it.
That's right. Injuries, lawsuits, stolen property.
- Even death. - Yes, you could have killed me.
- Me too! - We're lucky to be alive.
Yeah, you're in big trouble.
The cute signal's getting stronger.
- Phineas? - Yes?
How come you think Meap is so cute?
What does that mean anyway? "Cute"?
I can't define cute,
I just know it when I pick it up on my cuteness meter.
Although I keep getting this weird cute interference from somewhere.
Whoa, sweet. You tricked it out.
Isabella and I are hot on Meap's trail.
Let's bounce.
You can't ban me from Bango-Ru conventions for life.
I ban myself!
And what kind of toy are you, anyway?
It isn't a toy.
It's a real live alien spaceship.
That's it. You're not a toy,
- you're a real live alien. - Hey, Candace,
- you found Meap. - More like he found me.
Well, his ship's fixed so he can get back to his family now.
What's happening?
We're caught in some kind of tractor beam.
It's pulling us in. Maybe it's space authorities.
Did we do something wrong?
Well, it occurs to me
that perhaps not all of the modifications I made
are technically "street legal."
What's going on? Wait, come back!
Who was that?
- That was your father? - Meap.
But why…? Oh, it's not your father?
It's a mugshot? Oh, no!
Phineas and Ferb have been abducted by an intergalactic criminal.
Meap.
Where's he taking us?
Look, he's headed for that small cloud.
That's no cloud. That's a space station.
I've got a good feeling about this.
Ha. You thought you were clever disguising your ship,
but I've got you now, whoever you… are.
Hey, look, it's Meap's dad.
All right, what the heck is going on?
Is this some kind of joke?
I'm Phineas, that's Isabella,
- and this is Ferb. - What's your name?
I am known by many names throughout the universe.
Well, two mainly: Mitch,
and, uh, some of the guys call me Big Mitch. Heh.
Anyway, where did you get this ship?
- It's Meap's ship. - "Meap"?
- Yep. - About yay high, big eyes.
- The biggest. - Kinda looks like this?
- That's Meap? - That's Meap.
- That's my mortal enemy. - Really?
- He seems like such a nice guy. - He is.
I'm not.
You see, I steal rare creatures from their homeworlds
and imprison them here on my ship.
- I'm a… - You're a zookeeper?
No, that sort of legitimizes it.
You're a poacher.
- Yes, I'm a poacher. - That's wrong.
These poor creatures shouldn't be locked up here.
Yeah. They should be brought back to their homes and set free.
Oh, really? Maybe I should lock you three up
- in here as well. - Nah, that's cool.
Tonight's taco night at home.
Hi, Mom, Phineas and Ferb have been abducted by an evil alien
and I'm here with another alien who isn't his son and…
How does that sound so far?
I agree. Crazy.
What are we gonna do?
Play catch? Hm. Well, if you think it will help.
Phineas and Ferb.
Your father.
No, right, not your father, a bad guy.
Say, where do you keep all these pictures?
Meap.
Right. Stay focused.
They're in a giant spaceship.
But how are we supposed to get up there and save them?
Oh, I get it. Duh.
You're trying to tell me something.
What?
So you know when you walk around in socks
and rub them on the carpet
you get that little static shock?
Behold the new uniform of pure evil.
I call it the Socky Shocky Suity.
Oh, cool.
Would you three sit still?
You don't get it. You're my prisoners.
You should be afraid of me.
Ah, like a moth to the flame.
Whoa!
I've got the situation totally under control.
You kids might be of some use to me after…
Hey, don't go in there.
You'll track dirt back into the corridor. Argh!
I'll deal with them later.
Wow. Check this place out.
Well, now I know how to find Phineas and Ferb.
- They'll be where the cool stuff is. - Woo-hoo!
Ka-ching!
OK, I'll go in and get them.
You stay here. This could get dangerous.
Wow, cool.
- So, we meet again. - Meap.
I agree, it ends here.
Oh, and by the way,
I talked to your little friends, and just so we're clear,
I am not your father.
OK, I'm almost done charging up the Socky Shocky Suity suit.
You know, it's the technical side of evil
that I think people don't really appreciate.
There. Now watch as every balloon
in the entire Tri-State Area
is ripped from the hands of children and clowns
and clown children.
Wow. That's a lot of balloons.
You know, on paper
this was the outcome too.
- Meap. - Oh, yeah?
Oh, man. What the…? Oh. Hello.
We're right in the middle of a showdown, if you don't mind.
Oh, oh, oh, I get it.
Nemesis confrontation, eh?
Yeah, it looks serious.
Uh, one of those "it ends here" kind of things.
Whoo-ee. Not fun.
OK. Well… Well, don't mind me.
I'm just "playing through," as they say.
You're doing fine. Just ignore me.
I'll show myself out. No, that's where I keep…
It's you.
Balloony!
Hey, that's the most unique creature in my collection:
Colin, my best friend.
What? That's Balloony, my best friend.
No, I found Colin just floating all alone in space.
Well, I actually drew his face.
- Look, look, I signed it. - That's a birthmark.
A birthmark? It's a balloon, you idiot.
Colin. Come on, Balloony. Let's scoot.
B- Balloony?
Ha. See? Colin is my best friend.
You've changed, Balloony.
And I thought you were actually back-story worthy.
It makes me sick!
Well, I don't even need you anymore. Yeah.
I've got an even better best friend.
He's a really good listener.
He even put up with me going on about how great you were.
Ha! It's clear to me now
that my real best friend is Perry the Plat…
Uh, hello? Falling to my death here.
All too easy.
That was awesome.
I knew there was still more cool stuff to do in space.
- Uh-oh. - What are they?
I don't know. Hi.
OK.
Strike three. They're out.
Cool! Whatever happened to strike two?
Uh, where's Meap? I told him to wait right here.
Hm, I'm having trouble picking up his cute signal.
Phineas, since you obviously won't figure this out on your own,
I think I'm the one causing the cute interference.
Don't be silly, Isabella.
I took into account your cuteness
and adjusted the cute meter settings accordingly from the beginning.
See? Look what happens if I change it back to normal.
Oops, so much for finding Meap.
Do you think he's OK?
No. No, I don't.
- Hi, Mitch. - Meap.
Get away from him… Mitch.
Foolish children.
Only now do you understand your grave situation.
"Hi, Mitch."
"Look at the cool stuff, Mitch."
"Blah, blah, blah, Mitch."
Ha. He totally nailed you, Ferb.
Silence. I mean, seriously. Seriously.
You're still not getting this!
You're all trapped!
On my ship. Forever!
Like animals in a cage. Get it?
You lost, I won!
Go. Hide.
Huh?
Whoa.
I… I don't believe it.
Ow, ow… OK, OK, I surrender.
You can stop behaving in a way counterintuitive
to how you superficially appear. We get it.
Hey, stay away from my universal mustache translator.
Ow. Meap!
Meap.
Children, thank you for your help in bringing down
this villainous scoundrel.
You see, I am an intergalactic security agent
who roams the universe
busting people who do stuff they're not supposed to do.
- You're like the me of the galaxy. - Exactly.
I am pleased to have not only made some true friends,
but to have met a kindred spirit as well.
I thought Meap was a helpless little creature.
Huh. I guess I learned to never judge a book by its cover again.
Ah! An alien monster. Get to the ship.
Um, actually, that's my mother-in-law.
So yeah, she's correct.
Let's get out of here.
Aren't you a little young to save the universe?
Yes. Yes, I am.
I want your hat on my desk.
- Balloony. - Colin.
What? Jeremy's going to be there?
The Chronicles of Meap. Episode 40:
Meap.
"Meapless in Seattle."
In a world…
There, I said it. Happy?