A/N 1: So the Different Perspectives series is going to be like Of Bullies and Nerds; I'm taking all the stories I wrote that were based off of Across the 2nd Dimension and corralling them into one place. Again, for now, the separate stories from this series will remain on my account, but they may get taken down later.
A/N 2: Parts of the dialogue were taken directly from the Across the 2nd Dimension transcript found on the Phineas and Ferb wiki. I do not own them; they belong to Dan Povenmire and Jeff "Swampy" Marsh.
Perry was a secret agent. Known as Agent P apparently. In retrospect, it did kind of make sense. All the times their pet wandered off during the day to who knows where, only to come back in the late afternoons looking tired.
Somedays the platypus looked so tired that he appeared to collapse onto his bed. When you spent most of the day fighting a maniacal pharmacist, it would make anyone tired.
So while he was a little surprised to learn that his pet was leading a double life, it didn't really phase him. So Perry went and fought evil; so he was gone most of the day; so he had kept this secret from them for five years. If he had kept his secret this long, he obviously had a good reason for doing so.
He could accept it. Phineas, on the other hand, was having a tough time of it. And not under the best circumstances either. At the moment, Perry had them by the hand, zig-zagging and dodging robots in the lair of the Second Dimension pharmacist.
"So not only have you been leading a double life this whole time, but you sat there and let us help an evil scientist open an evil portal into an evil dimension and you did nothing to stop us?!" Phineas yelled over the din of crashing metal and chaos.
He tried to point out the obvious. "Well, he did pee on the couch."
Phineas ignored him, to angry and hurt to listen. "No, no, that wasn't enough! That's when you should've put on your little hat. Not now, after we've gone forward into this mess!"
"Oh for badness sake. You can hash all this out in prison."
Prison?
Before he could fully process the word, the window underneath them gave way, causing the three of them to fall down down down...
After shaking off the Normbots, he followed Phineas and Perry, the three of them hiding behind a dumpster in a back alley.
He could see his brother was still distressed over the news and he knew that Phineas yelling at Perry wasn't going to help anybody. In an effort to calm him down, he put a hand on Phineas' shoulder.
His brother instantly calmed down. He could almost hear the deep breath. "You're right Ferb. We have to concentrate on the task at hand. We need to get back to our dimension and I don't even know where to start!" He held up the remote. "The remote! That's right!"
As Phineas shook the device against his palm, trying to make it work, Ferb glanced over at Agent P, smiling sympathetically.
It's okay you're a Secret Agent, he thought. I'm not angry. And Phineas won't stay angry. We both know that.
The platypus met his eyes, giving him a tiny smile of gratitude.
"Well, that didn't work." Phineas looked around, his eyes lighting up. "I know! Let's find us!"
He started to follow his brother, only to practically bump into him as Phineas peeked around the dumpster, looking down at Perry. "I just realized something; you could have been cleaning your litterbox this whole time! Oh, we are not done with this conversation!"
Ferb watched as Phineas took off, putting a hand on Perry's shoulder and giving it a squeeze. "It'll be over soon." His hand was squeezed in response, Perry holding it for a moment before letting go.
Perry would be fine. They all would.