Candace paces back and forth. Perry winces as Ferb gently re-bandages his cuts and scratches. “Don’t worry, Candace. We can fix this...”
Ferb sighs, “I sure hope so…”
His older sister groans, “I’m scared, guys!”
The other two occupants of the room meet eyes, both wondering the same thing. Is Phineas following the plan, or has he actually been turned evil by Suzy?
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Phineas types rapidly into the computer. Am I following the plan, or have I actually been turned evil by Suzy? He sighs and leans back. I wonder how Candace is handling this…
Pinky barks in the cage that the inventor installed in his office. “Why am I in here?!”
Barely looking over at the dog, Phineas types some more. “Zon wants me to keep an eye on you. Says you’re too dangerous to leave in the same room as another agent.”
“Great. So now I’m your guinea pig?” The dog shivers on the cushion on the bottom of his cage built into the wall.
Grimacing, the inventor nods. “All of the new weapons I design.” Whimpering, the chihuahua hides under his paws. “Oh relax. It will only hurt a little.” Phineas gasps, Where did that come from? He quickly runs a scan of his mind. “Yep…” He sighs, and goes back to typing. That ray has actually started breaking down my defenses. There’s got to be a way to fight it…
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“Ferb, please have some good news for me.” Perry comes into his owner’s lab.
Ferb sighs, “Pinky is the new tester for all the weapons, which will be designed by Phineas,” Perry winces at that, “and it seems that Suzy zapped him with a ray to make him evil.”
Perry crosses his arms and raises one eyebrow. “Wait, how do you-?”
“Um… I have several bugs in there. Including a monitor on Phineas’ thoughts.” Ferb shows his pet the screen.
Said pet glares at him. “Does Phineas know about that?”
The inventor nods, “He set it up. Before he left, he gave me the access codes for it.”
Perry looks down sadly, “So… our plan is right out the window?”
“Not exactly… Phineas apparently has a defense set up against unwanted mind control.” Ferb shrugs, “He never told me about that.”
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Phineas aims a large and menacing ray at the cowering chihuahua. “Stop shaking. I’m testing the aiming device on this, not the weapon power.”
“Oh, comforting.” Pinky glares at the inventor.
Who rolls his eyes, “No, you are the target that I’ve set it to miss. This weapon is designed to miss our team and hit everyone else. Plus, I don’t design weapons to kill anyone, even when evil.” Phineas puts the ray down. “So just relax, will you?”
Pinky whimpers, “Is this going to hurt?”
The inventor sighs, “I don’t know yet. That’s why I’m testing it.” He raises the ray again, aiming directly at the shivering dog. Pressing the trigger, the machine heats up, a ball of energy forming in the end of the barrel.
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