Perry entered the room and was trapped in a force field instantly. He glared at Dr.Doofenshmirtz as he struggled, while the evil scientist babbled about his "Dance-inator" and his scheme.
Perry turned his translator on and said, "Doofenshmirtz, dancing is not evil."
"What? But it can't be! Dancing has to be evil!"
Perry threw his fedora forward. Once it reached the verge of the field, the hat started to orbit in a circle until eventually cutting through the force field and deactivating the trap.
Perry sprung into action once he was free. He and Dr.Doofenshmirtz exchanged blows. "Dancing is not evil. C'mon, you know what they say, dancing's not a crime!" Perry practically yelled the last sentence as he gave his nemesis a kick in the chest followed by a strong push, sending him into a chair.
Perry smirked as the music to Panic At The Disco's "Dancing's Not A Crime" plays. He pulled out a microphone from his hat, then tossed it to the other hand and flipped it twice. Perry ran away from Doofenshmirtz, which confused the evil scientist quite a lot.
The platypus moonwalked while singing the song. "Wait, Perry the platypus, why are you dancing?" Doofenshmirtz asked, surprised.
Perry crossed both arms and nodded to the beat. The inator was properly warmed up, so Doofenshmirtz walked upon the contraption, but Perry rushed at him and jumped into his body. Taken by great surprise, the evil scientist fell onto his own invention.
Perry stepped on his nemesis, who was lying on the floor. He righted his hat and looked at Doofenshmirtz before grabbing his wrists and pulling his upper body up.
Face to face with the platypus, the doctor was shocked out of words. This is a side of his nemesis he had never seen. Before he knew what was going on, Perry let him go, put the mike into his hat, and backflipped away, furthermore doing a backward cartwheel mid-air.
Perry skipped backwards, shaking a finger at Doofenshmirtz. Then, he turned back and slid to the right. Perry walked dramatically to the middle, where a microphone was magically standing, bending his knees with each step. The platypus fell to his knees in front of the mike.
Perry jumped up and sang the chorus into the microphone while holding both arms up. He spun and made a few sophisticated moves, then pointed at his nemesis.
"Me?" asked Doofenshmirtz, not believing what he had heard. Perry dropped a grappling hook on Doofenshmirtz's inator, but when he pulled himself toward the contraption, it moved a little bit sideways. Perry was satisfied with this; it's what he wanted. Letting go at the right time, the platypus jumped onto Doofenshmirtz's left shoulder.
He landed on the floor and gesticulated, inviting Doofenshmirtz to the dance. "Perry the platypus, I have a dance-inator scheme today, and you come and invite me to dance with you? What's that all about? Well, all right then," he took Perry's hand and started to move.
"Weird. He's supposed to come here to foil my scheme, but then he turns it into a duet," Doofenshmirtz mumbled to himself.
They went through a variety of styles, including foxtrot, mambo, and cha-cha. Perry danced hip-hop while singing high notes, not looking out of breath even though the moves were highly demanding.
The platypus hung upside down from the inator and tossed a picture at Doofenshmirtz. The evil scientist looked at it; it was a photo of himself and his temporary new nemesis, Peter the Panda. Perry backflipped off and shook a finger at his nemesis.
"Perry the platypus, why are you bringing this up again? I thought we were already over that! And I had promised you not to betray our animosity again back then." The platypus charged at Doofenshmirtz and pushed him to the floor, pinning him down.
Perry walked to a table on which a glass of mint tea was placed. He drank it up in seconds, while Doofenshmirtz found it strange, for the scientist doesn't drink that kind of stuff himself. "Where's that from?"
Upon finishing the drink, the secret agent began to scamper in DEI without following a straight path. He pulled the microphone along with its stand off the ground, and he held it sideways. Perry jumped up and down and slapped his tail on the floor.
When the chorus was playing again, both the platypus and the evil scientist were dancing like crazy. The mission was turned into something similar to a party.
Doofenshmirtz froze when he heard Perry singing the line. "P-Perry the pl-platypus, y-you want to b-be my b-boyfriend?" He must be out of his mind, a thought came over Doofenshmirtz, we're supposed to be enemies and hate each other!
After shaking himself out of it, Doofenshmirtz started to dance again. He even tried to sing along a little, but he gave up as he couldn't hit the notes, each of which was too high for him.
Doofenshmirtz saw Perry about to press the self-destruct button. "Nooooooo!" But it was too late to stop him. "Dancing's not a crime, so this is not an evil scheme. Get a better one tomorrow," said Perry.
"Curse you, Perry the platypus!"