Not really long ago......... in a neighborhood about two blocks away........ an not-so-epic saga was born............ called PF Star Wars! The rebels lined up against the walls, and prepared. Prepared for a situation in which most of them would die, but it would be for a good cause, they knew. The front hatch door to the spaceship started to burn. When it no longer existed, Doof Troopers burst through, firing their laser guns, wiping out the rebels. The remaining rebels ran. The Doof Troopers stood against the wall. A tall figure clad in black, with a rounded-triangle shaped head, stepped through the burning doorway. He looked around at the bodies. His name was Darth Doofenshmirtz! "Wow, look at this mess!" He exclaimed, looking at the rebel's bodies. "How many rebels stood waiting for us?