(Like I said last week, this chapter may seem slightly out of place. But it's cute, and I really wanted to include it in this story.) Phineas and Ferb does not belong to me.
Perry leans back against the cupboard door, sipping at the mug of coffee in his hand tentatively. “Who made the coffee today?”
“I did, P.” Serena the snake waves her mug at him. “Why?”
Agent P makes a face. “It’s a little strong, Serena. Did you remember four scoops instead of six?”
Serena shakes her head. “Sorry, P. I thought it was six scoops instead of four.”
“S’okay.” Perry smirks, “Did I tell you about Doof’s last scheme?”
The snake thinks back, “No, but I think Candace did.”
Caleb the cat -Callie’s son- speaks up suddenly, “Hey, let’s listen to some music!” Agent C still misses his mother, they had lived with the same host family. Any mention of Candace brings memories of her, and Caleb always changes the subject when Perry’s partner is mentioned. Perry doesn’t want to get the kitten’s hopes up, so he doesn’t tell him that his mother is alive. Caleb turns on the radio, which starts playing I’m Lindana and I Wanna Have Fun in Dog. “Who set the radio to Hit Singles From The Eighties?”
“Why did they translate that song into Dog? Humans can’t even understand Dog!” Damien the dachshund rolls his eyes.
Perry chuckles, “My fault, I guess.”
“What do you mean?” Damien tilts his head at the top agent curiously. Damien is O.W.C.A.’s newest recruit, having been adopted by Darren’s old host family a little while earlier, so THE Agent P talking to him is a little stressful.
Said agent takes another sip of his coffee and sputters. “Okay, wow.” Perry places the coffee on the high counter behind him, and turns to Damien. “Hey, you’re the kid that was adopted by the Kerinsteins a few weeks ago.”
Damien’s ears twitch a bit when he’s stressed. They’re twitching now, as he replies to the platypus nervously, “Yeah… how do-” He doesn’t even have to finish the sentence. “Oh yeah, you were there.” The puppy’s ears twitch faster.
“Dude, chill out. Your ears are going to fly away soon.” Caleb bats at the small dog’s ear with a paw. “Also, they’re making my pouncing instincts act up.”
“Caleb, leave him alone. And change the radio station, will you? All this one ever plays is Linda’s single repeatedly in different languages. I hear that song enough at home.” Agent P glares at his recent graduate. Caleb the cat was Perry’s latest student, and even though he goes on missions himself now, he’s at the lowest point of the hierarchy. “My host family are all very creative and musical, although at points Lawrence needs a little help.” Perry smiles a bit, remembering Max Modem and the Mainframes. “Anyway, they were going to turn one tape of the original Gitchee Gitchee Goo performance into months of ‘live’ performances by Phineas and the Ferb Tones, but I grabbed the tape out of a guy’s hand.”
The puppy nibbles on a small bone shaped dog treat. “Why did you do that?”
“What makes you think that I had a reason?” Although Perry is kinder to the students than most high level agents, he still enjoys teasing them on occasion.
Ears twitching, Damien backs away from the platypus a little. “I… I-”
“P, leave him alone!” Serena laughs a bit, but at the look on the puppy’s face, she hardens her features into a stern expression. “He’s teasing you, Damien.”
Perry mocks innocence, “Me, tease? You have me mistaken for someone else, Serena.” Placing her empty mug in the sink, Agent S attempts to smack the senior agent with her tail. The platypus grins, “Is that a challenge?” He grabs her tail as it comes near his face.
“Aww, man. I thought that black eye meant that your reflexes had slowed down a bit.” Serena groans as Perry uses her momentum to flip her up onto the counter behind himself.
“Obviously, because even Caleb could have seen that coming.” Perry leaps out of the way as the snake lunges at him. “Careful, Serena. We have an agreement about venom.”
Rolling her eyes, Serena grins at her co-worker. “That was fun, P. We should do it again some time.”
Caleb turns to look at his mentor angrily, “Hey, you said my reflexes are slow!”
Perry smiles, “Took you long enough.” The coffee bell rings again, and Perry’s watch beeps. “Duty calls. Everyone back to work!” The four animals disperse to their different stations. Agent P answers his watch on the way to his lair, “Hey Ferb, I know what we’re going to do today!”
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Chapter 60: I Can Just Imagine the Little Australian Accent
(AAAAH! Sorry for being a day late... AGAIN. I think I'm going to change my updating day to Wednesdays. Anyway, this chapter is kinda cute... And just warning you, the next chapter WILL seem a little out of place because I wrote it before I wrote these last six chapters. It was just something cute I wanted to write.) Phineas and Ferb does not belong to me.
Perry gets out of the sound recording room just as the coffee break bell rings. Ferb gets up, “I’m going to go work on something in my lab.”
Candace and Phineas stare as Perry tips his hat. “I’m going to go have some coffee with the other agents before phase two.”
“Seriously?” Phineas throws out his hands, exasperated. “You guys are taking a break?”
The platypus and the Brit look at each other. “Um… there’s nothing else we can do right now. And it’s only going to be fifteen minutes.”
Ferb nods, agreeing with his pet. “You two should take a break, too. You both seem a little stressed.”
“I’m going to continue to monitor the bugs with Carl.” Candace heads out the door.
Phineas bites his lower lip, “I’m going to go see how Isabella’s doing.”
“Don’t tell her that Pinky is alive. He’s very weak, and we don’t want to get her hopes up.” Perry touches his owner’s leg gently. “Have a good time, though.”
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Perry gets out of the sound recording room just as the coffee break bell rings. Ferb gets up, “I’m going to go work on something in my lab.”
Candace and Phineas stare as Perry tips his hat. “I’m going to go have some coffee with the other agents before phase two.”
“Seriously?” Phineas throws out his hands, exasperated. “You guys are taking a break?”
The platypus and the Brit look at each other. “Um… there’s nothing else we can do right now. And it’s only going to be fifteen minutes.”
Ferb nods, agreeing with his pet. “You two should take a break, too. You both seem a little stressed.”
“I’m going to continue to monitor the bugs with Carl.” Candace heads out the door.
Phineas bites his lower lip, “I’m going to go see how Isabella’s doing.”
“Don’t tell her that Pinky is alive. He’s very weak, and we don’t want to get her hopes up.” Perry touches his owner’s leg gently. “Have a good time, though.”
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Chapter 59: Musical Talent And Awkward Conversations
Phineas and Ferb does not belong to me.
Jeremy strums a series of chords, recording the lyrics. At O.W.C.A, Perry is playing different chords and singing subliminal lyrics behind the ones Rodney wrote. Candace and Phineas are staring in amazement, Ferb is mixing it into the song that Jeremy is recording to create a complicated feeling that would normally only be accomplished by multiple tracks. The messages that Perry is singing will hopefully make Zon and Aloyse think that it’s a good idea to put all of the prisoners into the one cell across from Jeremy, which will put the escape plan in motion.
Phineas taps his older sister on the shoulder, “Did you know that he could sing like that?” He whispers.
She shrugs and shakes her head. Also whispering, she replies, “I didn’t even know he played guitar.” Laughing a little, Candace pulls him into a hug. “You however, I’ve always known that you could sing.”
He pulls out of the hug. Since their conversation about his “abilities,” she’s been hugging him a lot. “You aren’t too bad yourself.”
Ferb rolls his eyes. He’s glad that his siblings have made up and all, but they’ve kind of been excluding him lately. “You two sound nervous.”
“What? I’m not nervous.” Phineas reaches up to scratch his ear, and Ferb looks at him meaningfully without stopping his work. “Okay, I’m extremely nervous. But you can’t blame me, Ferb. Our way of life is at stake!”
Candace puts one hand on her hip. “Yeah, says you. I’m probably going to be put in prison or executed painfully, where as-”
Phineas quickly covers his sister’s mouth with his right hand. “I don’t really want to dwell on Suzy’s huge crush on me, Candace.”
She pushes his hand away, “Phineas, your hands are seriously sweating.”
“Sorry… I should go wash them off.” Happy for any excuse to get out of that room for a moment, Phineas heads into the small bathroom off of the recording studio.
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Jeremy strums a series of chords, recording the lyrics. At O.W.C.A, Perry is playing different chords and singing subliminal lyrics behind the ones Rodney wrote. Candace and Phineas are staring in amazement, Ferb is mixing it into the song that Jeremy is recording to create a complicated feeling that would normally only be accomplished by multiple tracks. The messages that Perry is singing will hopefully make Zon and Aloyse think that it’s a good idea to put all of the prisoners into the one cell across from Jeremy, which will put the escape plan in motion.
Phineas taps his older sister on the shoulder, “Did you know that he could sing like that?” He whispers.
She shrugs and shakes her head. Also whispering, she replies, “I didn’t even know he played guitar.” Laughing a little, Candace pulls him into a hug. “You however, I’ve always known that you could sing.”
He pulls out of the hug. Since their conversation about his “abilities,” she’s been hugging him a lot. “You aren’t too bad yourself.”
Ferb rolls his eyes. He’s glad that his siblings have made up and all, but they’ve kind of been excluding him lately. “You two sound nervous.”
“What? I’m not nervous.” Phineas reaches up to scratch his ear, and Ferb looks at him meaningfully without stopping his work. “Okay, I’m extremely nervous. But you can’t blame me, Ferb. Our way of life is at stake!”
Candace puts one hand on her hip. “Yeah, says you. I’m probably going to be put in prison or executed painfully, where as-”
Phineas quickly covers his sister’s mouth with his right hand. “I don’t really want to dwell on Suzy’s huge crush on me, Candace.”
She pushes his hand away, “Phineas, your hands are seriously sweating.”
“Sorry… I should go wash them off.” Happy for any excuse to get out of that room for a moment, Phineas heads into the small bathroom off of the recording studio.
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Three Sentences Written After Midnight
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Chapter 58: I Realize This May Be Awkward For Some Of You...
(Ahh! Sorry for being so late! Well, one day late, but that's still late! It's Camp NaNoWriMo again, but I'm going to keep trying to get to a place where I update twice a week again.) Phineas and Ferb does not belong to me.
The cat in the cell across from Jeremy’s is lying in pain on a rag. She’s still refusing to do anything for Zon, so Pinky has been giving her half of his food the entire time he’s been imprisoned. Candace steers the bug into her cell after scanning it for any recording devices. Perry speaks into his microphone, “Cal?”
Callie raises her head, “P? Did your nemesis turn you into a bug?”
“No, I’m at HQ speaking into a microphone.” The platypus is speaking in a tone that Candace has never heard him use before. It’s so gentle, but still strong, not revealing any of the pain he feels seeing his friend like this. “Pinky said that he was sharing his food with you.”
The old cat sighs a little, “Pinky is in a cell with Jeremy now.”
Perry bites the lower part of his bill like a human would do to their lip when stressed or sad, “Yes I know…” He sighs too, “I have an idea, but it’s risky.”
As he describes his plan, hope starts to shine on the tired cat’s face. Candace stares at her partner. “Did the razor wire trap affect your brain?”
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The cat in the cell across from Jeremy’s is lying in pain on a rag. She’s still refusing to do anything for Zon, so Pinky has been giving her half of his food the entire time he’s been imprisoned. Candace steers the bug into her cell after scanning it for any recording devices. Perry speaks into his microphone, “Cal?”
Callie raises her head, “P? Did your nemesis turn you into a bug?”
“No, I’m at HQ speaking into a microphone.” The platypus is speaking in a tone that Candace has never heard him use before. It’s so gentle, but still strong, not revealing any of the pain he feels seeing his friend like this. “Pinky said that he was sharing his food with you.”
The old cat sighs a little, “Pinky is in a cell with Jeremy now.”
Perry bites the lower part of his bill like a human would do to their lip when stressed or sad, “Yes I know…” He sighs too, “I have an idea, but it’s risky.”
As he describes his plan, hope starts to shine on the tired cat’s face. Candace stares at her partner. “Did the razor wire trap affect your brain?”
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Chapter 57: Duty First
Phineas and Ferb does not belong to me.
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Candace stares through the camera at the poor old dog. “Oh… Pinky.”
Jeremy stares at the little robotic bug. “Um…” Suddenly, he notices it has something written on the side. “O.W.C.A?” he whispers quietly, “How did they get that in here?”
The bug turns toward him, and Candace turns on the microphone. Whatever she speaks on her side will be passed through in a frequency that only animals and people wearing the translators can hear. “On Joshsyn’s boot.”
“Gah!” Jeremy leaps off the bed, waking Pinky, who raises his head painfully. “Candace?”
The woman giggles at her fiance’s reaction. “Yes. I’ve been monitoring your conversation since Joshsyn came down to inspect your cell.”
Jeremy raises his eyebrows at the little robotic camera, “And you just showed up now?”
Candace sighs, “Jeremy, I know what I’m doing.” She hesitates, “Well, mostly.”
“Greeaat…” Pinky rolls his eyes sarcastically. “Wait, why are you running the bug?”
She laughs, “You’ve been gone for a while, Agent Pinky. I’m O.W.C.A’s only human agent now, not P’s secretary.”
The blonde prisoner looks around nervously. “I need to keep working on this song or I’ll attract too much attention.”
Phineas’ voice comes through Candace’s headphones, “Perry has just checked himself out of the hospital. We’re on our way to HQ.”
“He’s crazy, and you can tell him that I said so.” She shakes her head and speaks into the microphone again. “Sorry about that, guys.”
Jeremy has picked up his guitar, and he’s strumming chords in a random order to go with the randomly spaced lyrics. “Who’s crazy?”
Candace rolls her eyes, “Our dear friend Agent P has checked himself out of the hospital with only minimal treatment for his wounds.”
Pinky attempts a chuckle, “Sounds like my friend hasn’t changed much.”
“I haven’t.” Perry, still in bandages, is sitting next to his partner, also wearing headphones and a microphone. “I’m so glad you’re still alive.” The platypus’ accent is slightly marred by his grim determination not to reveal tears, but Candace and Pinky know him too well to be fooled by the gruff tone.
The chihuahua tries to sit up, but Jeremy places a gentle hand on him, guiding him back to the pillow. “Go easy, Pinky. You need to rest.” Perry takes in his best friend’s injuries, and his tears almost escape him.
He notices Carl’s sideways glance, however, and quickly swallows his tears. “Listen to him, Pinks.” A small smile plays on the dog’s face at the familiar nickname. “Are the others..?”
Pinky sighs, “All okay. Well, Callie is in sore shape, but she’s alive.” Perry winces. Candace looks over at him in sympathy, knowing the feelings he has for his co-worker.
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