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Phineas chuckles, “I thought I heard you say that I need to go work for Joshsyn.”
“I did say that.” The young man stops laughing and stares at Perry. “We haven’t told Candace because we need her to be believably mad at you when you ‘turn to the dark side’.” He outlines “turn to the dark side” with finger quotes.
Ferb gets up and taps his brother’s nose. Phineas doesn’t respond, as he’s still staring at Perry, frozen. “Phineas…”
When Ferb speaks, Phineas throws his arms out in front of him angrily. “We just made up! It’s taken three years for her to trust me after finding out about my… and now you want me to-” Perry gets up, walks over to Phineas and beckons him to lean down. When the boy kneels to be at the platypus’ eye level, Perry whacks him across the face. Not hard, just enough to hurt a little. “What was that for?”
The secret agent makes the international shush sign, and says, “Listen, Phineas. I know this is hard. I’ve been on both sides of situations like this before.” He sighs, “Sometimes it’s necessary to pretend to betray people when you’re working for the good guys. It’s hard. But,” Looking into Phineas’ eyes, Perry says, “I know that you can handle it. You’re a strong man.”
Ferb helps his brother up. “There are instructions hidden in this book.” He hands Phineas a copy of Evil Methods for Beginners. Taking the book, the red haired inventor flips through it, easily picking up the code. “No one else will be able to understand them, because the code was written so that only our two minds would be able to understand it. Even Perry is clueless, and he’s-”
“Won several awards for codebreaking, in the agency and out of it.” Perry salutes his owner.
Phineas stomps his foot. “I can’t believe you! You two are just taking too long to act! I’m going to storm Joshsyn myself!”
When he’s stormed out of the room, Perry meets Ferb’s eyes. “I really hope he’s acting.”
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Chapter 64: And I Feel Fine
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Candace moves the bug back under Jeremy’s mattress just before Suzy reaches the cell. “Thanks for warning me, Carl.” She gives Carl a thumbs up, then turns her attention back to the conversation in the cell.
“So. You recorded the song.” Zon places one hand on her hip, looking at her older brother. “Did a good job, too.”
Jeremy looks at his little sister sadly. “Suzy, why are you doing this?”
She ignores his question, “Aside from being let out, do you need anything else to make you comfortable?”
“I’m still a little lonely.” Jeremy points at Callie’s cell. “Can you put that cat in here with us?”
Zon snaps her fingers, and Dennis opens the doors to the cells and throws the old cat at Jeremy, who catches her gently. “There. Anything else?”
Jeremy’s stomach grumbles, “I haven’t eaten since brunch with the Flynn-Fletchers, and it’s dinner time. Can you bring me some food?”
The girl turns and towers over Dennis angrily, “I told you to bring him proper meals three times a day!”
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“It’s the end of the world as we know it, and you two are treating it like it’s an ordinary day!” Phineas is pacing back and forth in front of his brother and pet, who are sitting on a couch in the laboratory. “You keep saying that it’s because we can’t do anything else right now, but I think that there’s something else going on.”
Ferb and Perry meet gazes uncomfortably. “Phineas, I haven’t told you the entirety of my plan.” The platypus looks down at his feet then up at his owner, who is glaring at him. “For the plan to work perfectly, you kind of need to go and work for Joshsyn.”
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Candace moves the bug back under Jeremy’s mattress just before Suzy reaches the cell. “Thanks for warning me, Carl.” She gives Carl a thumbs up, then turns her attention back to the conversation in the cell.
“So. You recorded the song.” Zon places one hand on her hip, looking at her older brother. “Did a good job, too.”
Jeremy looks at his little sister sadly. “Suzy, why are you doing this?”
She ignores his question, “Aside from being let out, do you need anything else to make you comfortable?”
“I’m still a little lonely.” Jeremy points at Callie’s cell. “Can you put that cat in here with us?”
Zon snaps her fingers, and Dennis opens the doors to the cells and throws the old cat at Jeremy, who catches her gently. “There. Anything else?”
Jeremy’s stomach grumbles, “I haven’t eaten since brunch with the Flynn-Fletchers, and it’s dinner time. Can you bring me some food?”
The girl turns and towers over Dennis angrily, “I told you to bring him proper meals three times a day!”
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“It’s the end of the world as we know it, and you two are treating it like it’s an ordinary day!” Phineas is pacing back and forth in front of his brother and pet, who are sitting on a couch in the laboratory. “You keep saying that it’s because we can’t do anything else right now, but I think that there’s something else going on.”
Ferb and Perry meet gazes uncomfortably. “Phineas, I haven’t told you the entirety of my plan.” The platypus looks down at his feet then up at his owner, who is glaring at him. “For the plan to work perfectly, you kind of need to go and work for Joshsyn.”
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Chapter 63: No Such Thing As Just An Ordinary Day
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Isabella looks at Phineas worriedly, “Are you okay?”
He smiles a little. “I’m having trouble understanding Perry and Ferb. They keep on acting like this is just…”
“An ordinary day?” The 18 year-old girl places a hand on his shoulder. “I know that you’ve never liked that.”
Phineas tries to laugh, but it’s very forced. “Yeah. There are two evil maniacs trying to take over the world, and they’re taking coffee breaks!” She gives him a quick hug, and he flinches, but then hugs her back. “Seriously, Izzy, Warn me next time.”
“Coffee breaks? You came to visit your girlfriend.” Isabella squeezes his hand. “But why don’t you go talk to them? Ask them about it?”
He leans back into the couch they’re sitting on. “I tried. They just said there is nothing we can do about it.”
Isabella stands up, pulling him to a standing position. “You have never given up in your life, Flynn.” She kisses him quickly on the cheek, “Now go ask them again.” Pushing him toward the door roughly, she says, “I know that you think there’s another reason.”
“You know me too well.” Phineas puts on his coat and they kiss goodbye. “Hopefully the next time I see you we won’t be the sad subjects of Zon Joshsyn and Aloyse Everheart Elizabeth Otto Wolfgang Hypatia Gunther Galen Gary Cooper von Roddenstein.”
Isabella raises an eyebrow, “How long did it take you to memorize that name?”
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Ferb is using a screwdriver to adjust something under Major Monogram’s desk. “So this will dispense coffee straight into my cup?”
The nineteen year-old rolls his eyes. Monogram’s priorities seem twisted to him sometimes, but the guy gets his job done. “Yes, yes it will. Whenever you finish one cup, you just need to press the button on the bottom of the spout, and it will refill it for you with your favorite blend.” Ferb sits up, carefully avoiding banging his head on the bottom of the desk.
Perry comes in, raising an eyebrow at his boss. “You know, if you weren’t using the budget to do things like this, we might be able to afford an actual interrogation light.”
“Agent P, it is not your position to judge how I spend our budget.” Monogram sips his coffee. “Thank-you, Ferb.”
The Brit salutes, and after receiving a return salute from his boss, he follows the platypus out of the room. Phineas is leaning against the wall, glaring at them. “We need to talk.”
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Isabella looks at Phineas worriedly, “Are you okay?”
He smiles a little. “I’m having trouble understanding Perry and Ferb. They keep on acting like this is just…”
“An ordinary day?” The 18 year-old girl places a hand on his shoulder. “I know that you’ve never liked that.”
Phineas tries to laugh, but it’s very forced. “Yeah. There are two evil maniacs trying to take over the world, and they’re taking coffee breaks!” She gives him a quick hug, and he flinches, but then hugs her back. “Seriously, Izzy, Warn me next time.”
“Coffee breaks? You came to visit your girlfriend.” Isabella squeezes his hand. “But why don’t you go talk to them? Ask them about it?”
He leans back into the couch they’re sitting on. “I tried. They just said there is nothing we can do about it.”
Isabella stands up, pulling him to a standing position. “You have never given up in your life, Flynn.” She kisses him quickly on the cheek, “Now go ask them again.” Pushing him toward the door roughly, she says, “I know that you think there’s another reason.”
“You know me too well.” Phineas puts on his coat and they kiss goodbye. “Hopefully the next time I see you we won’t be the sad subjects of Zon Joshsyn and Aloyse Everheart Elizabeth Otto Wolfgang Hypatia Gunther Galen Gary Cooper von Roddenstein.”
Isabella raises an eyebrow, “How long did it take you to memorize that name?”
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Ferb is using a screwdriver to adjust something under Major Monogram’s desk. “So this will dispense coffee straight into my cup?”
The nineteen year-old rolls his eyes. Monogram’s priorities seem twisted to him sometimes, but the guy gets his job done. “Yes, yes it will. Whenever you finish one cup, you just need to press the button on the bottom of the spout, and it will refill it for you with your favorite blend.” Ferb sits up, carefully avoiding banging his head on the bottom of the desk.
Perry comes in, raising an eyebrow at his boss. “You know, if you weren’t using the budget to do things like this, we might be able to afford an actual interrogation light.”
“Agent P, it is not your position to judge how I spend our budget.” Monogram sips his coffee. “Thank-you, Ferb.”
The Brit salutes, and after receiving a return salute from his boss, he follows the platypus out of the room. Phineas is leaning against the wall, glaring at them. “We need to talk.”
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Chapter 62: Don’t you hate having a strange yet catchy song stuck in your head?
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“Really Perry?” Ferb raises an eyebrow at the platypus at the door to his lab. “A throwback to a catchphrase?”
Agent P groans, “Hey Ferb, can you hand me that Certain Memory Eraser?”
Reaching toward a small gadget on his workbench, the inventor doesn’t take his eyes off the platypus. “Why?”
“I’m Lindana and I Wanna Have Fun in Dog.” Perry rubs his bill gently, “It doesn’t translate exactly, and there are some strange implications in that version.”
Ferb winces sympathetically. “Here.”
He hands the small item to Perry, who sets it and uses it to zap his head. “Thanks Ferb. So, what did you want to see me about?”
“I altered your translator for situations like that one with Zon on the phone.” The young man tosses Perry a small box. “This one shouldn’t make you pass out if you need to wear it for extended periods of time.”
Narrowing his eyes, Agent P catches the box, juggling it in his hands with the Certain Memory Eraser. “I didn’t pass out, Ferb. Remember that.”
“Right, sorry. I keep forgetting that you show no signs of weakness at any time.” Ferb takes the gadget from his pet’s hands, leaving Perry free to open the box. “This one should fit better too.”
Perry removes the new and improved translator out of the box. He places it in his mouth, not feeling anything uncomfortable this time. “Thank-you so much!” The platypus hugs Ferb tightly.
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“Really Perry?” Ferb raises an eyebrow at the platypus at the door to his lab. “A throwback to a catchphrase?”
Agent P groans, “Hey Ferb, can you hand me that Certain Memory Eraser?”
Reaching toward a small gadget on his workbench, the inventor doesn’t take his eyes off the platypus. “Why?”
“I’m Lindana and I Wanna Have Fun in Dog.” Perry rubs his bill gently, “It doesn’t translate exactly, and there are some strange implications in that version.”
Ferb winces sympathetically. “Here.”
He hands the small item to Perry, who sets it and uses it to zap his head. “Thanks Ferb. So, what did you want to see me about?”
“I altered your translator for situations like that one with Zon on the phone.” The young man tosses Perry a small box. “This one shouldn’t make you pass out if you need to wear it for extended periods of time.”
Narrowing his eyes, Agent P catches the box, juggling it in his hands with the Certain Memory Eraser. “I didn’t pass out, Ferb. Remember that.”
“Right, sorry. I keep forgetting that you show no signs of weakness at any time.” Ferb takes the gadget from his pet’s hands, leaving Perry free to open the box. “This one should fit better too.”
Perry removes the new and improved translator out of the box. He places it in his mouth, not feeling anything uncomfortable this time. “Thank-you so much!” The platypus hugs Ferb tightly.
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