Chapter 36: There’s a Reason We Call Him Doof

Phineas and Ferb does not belong to me.


Perry hits the self-destruct button on the remote that controls Doof’s candy-inators. “Huh… well. I guess those didn't exactly make the biggest explosion. Maybe Roger wouldn't have been thrown down from his mayoral throne after all.”

His nemesis rolls his eyes. “Krrr.” Doofenshmirtz’s plan had been to trade half of City Hall’s hard candy supplies with his inators. Then, after the distribution of free hard candy at the parade tomorrow, he would press the self destruct button and candy bowls all over the tri-state area would blow up. Doof figured that everyone would blame Roger, throw him out of office, and as his closest relative… Perry has to struggle not to laugh every time he thinks about his nemesis’ view of government. I can’t believe that he actually thinks that he would become mayor in Roger’s place.

“I guess that those tiny candies don’t hold enough of my ‘boom juice’ to make a large enough explosion to be dangerous. I mean, my evil lair is barely even trashed today.” Heinz starts cleaning up the few small pieces of equipment scattered over the penthouse apartment. “Perry the Platypus, are you going to help or what?”

Perry has gotten into the habit of staying and helping clean up Doof’s place since Candace started working at O.W.C.A. He smiles and grabs a broom from the kitchen.


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