Phineas and Ferb does not belong to me.
Ferb knocks on the entrance to lair 001. It opens, and a vacuum tube pulls the young men down into Agent P and C’s lair. Phineas stands up first, staring at his pet platypus wearing a fedora. “Perry?”
Ferb echoes him. “Perry.”
Phineas turns to glare at his brother, “Did you know about this?”
Candace grabs her little brother. “No, Phineas. But I think he was starting to suspect last night. Listen, did you bring the box?” Phineas tries to pull away from her, and she gasps, letting go and jumping back quite far.
Ferb hands her the box. Candace kneels down, and Perry opens it. He pulls out a small item. It’s a ballpoint pen. “Um… what’s that for?” Phineas looks at the small pen in his pet’s hand.
Perry removes his hat, looks into it, and sighs. He puts the translator in his beak, barely flinching this time. “Phineas, sit down.” Phineas stares at him, but sits down slowly on Candace’s chair. Perry goes over to him, and hops up on a small table next to his owner. “Lay your hand down, palm up, please.” Phineas meets Perry’s eyes, and puts his hand out.
Perry starts to draw with the pen, not touching Phin’s hand with anything but the tip. He draws a square-ish shape, and puts an angry animal face on it. It’s a Goozim. Phineas gasps. “The… the second dimension.”
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