Phineas and Ferb does not belong to me.
“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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